Arthur Juniper Ely Novel There Goes Five Years of Love

I am the woman of a mafia boss, Arthur Borne. Ever since we got married, he doted on me endlessly, professing his love for me publicly.

The entire time, I believed he loved me deeply and simply could not help but flaunt his love for me to the world.

Until one night, I overheard a conversation he had with his men. "I have dealings in both business and the underworld. Enemies are lurking everywhere. The only way to protect Ely is to make Juniper appear as my weakness so she can be Elys shield."

This entire time, all the pain I suffered for him was nothing but a sick joke

Fine, two can play at this game!
Chapter 1
"Arthur, do you realize you are acting out of line? Are you seriously flying out to see Ely Melor just because she has a minor bruise when your wife, Juniper Greene, is seriously injured? You are putting both yourself and Juniper in danger!"
I heard Jeremiah Burnham, Arthur's friend's voice, spilling through the cracks of the wall.
Stunned with shock, I stopped in my tracks.
The villa had numerous secret rooms with excellent soundproofing. Voices would be muffled unless someone was speaking particularly loudly.
A moment later, I heard the sound of something being smashed.
"What do you mean you only love Ely? Dont you realize how many years Juniper has been her scapegoat? If you don't love her, why don't you let her go?! Think about it. If Ely were in Juniper's position, she would have thrown you under the bus!"
"Shut up! How am I supposed to guarantee Elys safety if I dont use Juniper as my shield? Besides, you cant say I have mistreated her if I had given her the luxury of becoming Mrs. Borne all these years!" Arthur's voice was a deep and distinct rumble.
I leaned against the wall and struggled to make sense of what I was hearing.
All these years, he had been loving someone else? I was just a scapegoat?
I staggered back to my room. The wound on my stomach that I suffered for his sake throbbed and oozed blood. Despite that, even that pain could not compare to the agony I felt in my heart!
The piece of apple Arthur had sliced for me sat on the bed as though it was mocking me.
He had always been so good to me. Everyone envied the way he outwardly displayed affection for me.
He was Arthur Borne, the man who ran countless businesses along the country borders. He had connections in the business world as well as the underworld.
In the last five years, I had been kidnapped three times for being his wife. I had also been stabbed twice and even shot once to protect him.
I had risked my life for him all because I thought he loved me deeply, but it turned out to be a lie...
"Did you just leave the room?"
I heard him calling out from behind me.
Tears streamed down my face when I met his eyes, which curved into a smile.
I had lost count of the times I secretly rejoiced at the thought of being lucky enough to marry such a handsome man, but now, the only thing I saw was an icy chill in his eyes.
"Juniper, did I frighten you? What were you doing?"
He was a sharp man, so I forced myself to smile.
"I just woke up and got scared when I couldnt see you. Im still calming down."
I had gone from an ordinary student to the woman of a kingpin in a single night.
After the first time being kidnapped, I developed a trauma response of shivering with fear whenever Arthur was out of sight.
He did not doubt me and proceeded to comfort me with a kiss instead. He gently brushed his slender fingers against my jaw and caressed my ears. His fingers trailed down the crook of my neck before sliding down the ridge of my spine.
I could not hold back a gasp.
At last, his frantic hands stopped at my waist. I could feel the heat of his palm searing every part of my skin.
"Im going to be away tomorrow. Stay home and be good, alright?" He softly kissed the edges of my lips, and when he spoke, his breath was hot against my ears.
I shivered instinctively before clenching at his clothes with both hands to remind him, "Arthur, my wound... Im still recovering."
His expression dropped. He swiftly cleaned me before observing the blood-soaked gauze. Then, he furrowed his defined brows tightly, "Juniper, Im going to die of heartache at this rate."
He helped me change the gauze by himself.
I looked at the genuine anxiety written in his eyes, yet the words I overheard echoed in my mind.
He said he was going to be away tomorrow. What was he up to?
Was he going to see the lover whose life was worth more than my own?
Chapter 2
That night, Arthur held me in his arms while he slept soundly.
Meanwhile, I stayed awake all night but only pretended to be asleep. It was not until he left the next day that I finally opened my eyes.
It was only a short distance from the bedroom to the study where he kept everything related to me. It included everything from our first anniversary to my most recent birthday. He had everything neatly organized.
If anyone saw the collection, they would be moved by his devotion towards me.
Only I knew that nested within a secret compartment of a drawer was a diary that did not belong to me.
He had told me about it once when he was drunk. I remember how apologetic he had been about it. At the time, I did not think much of it because I was completely obsessed with him.
When he woke up the next day, he had no memory of revealing that secret to me.
With this in mind, I opened the secret compartment and dusted the diary.
An elaborate password was needed to access its contents, a clear indication of how much the owner treasured it.
I did not expect the cryptography course I took in university to come in handy in this way.
After I deciphered the password, I flipped to the first page. I was immediately greeted with the word 'Ely' that he had scrawled firmly with a pen.
The first ten pages detailed his affection toward Ely. It was written cautiously, imbued with equal parts passion and reservation. I had never seen anything like it.
He had always been so nonchalant around me. I had assumed it was because he had long passed the phase of teenage passion.
As it turned out, it was simply because he did not love me
The last page was scribbled down with frantic handwriting.
"Someone tried to assassinate Ely. Shes right. People in our line of work can never have a lover! I have to send her away!"
The page turned into a sallow yellow, and the handwriting became fainter.
"That girl sure is gullible."
"I thought about Ely today, and Juniper thought I was referring to her. Its fine. Ill let her think whatever she wants as long as Ely stays safe."
"Im sure she wont mind being killed as long as it means she can be my wife."
"Im going to be punished. I orchestrated a kidnapping and made sure everything was under control. She broke down just like I knew she would. Shes never going to want to leave me from now on. I will spend forever making it up to her."
I pressed my fingers against my eyes to stop the tears from falling.
This entire time, I was never the person he wanted to be with publicly.
Everything from our first meeting to falling in love and getting married All of the happiness from the beginning until now had been nothing but a real-life Truman Show.
I shut the diary and carefully returned it to its original spot. It was only after I left the study that I finally let the floodgates open and bawled my eyes out.