Billionaire's wife by Ashleh Queen (best ereader for epub TXT) 📕

 I leaned to him a little when he came to grab my waist. If I wanted to win him I had to accept the reality that he was the person I need to wake up beside. But what if he didn’t let me have my baby. A thought roamed my mind but I made my smile wider.

“She has gone,” I heard Matteo say and turn to ask him about his day. Of course, he seemed taken aback.

“And, why do you think you can question me you low being?” I shouldn’t surprise. He always says this. Think of him as a five-year-old insolent kid.

“Ok…lord Matteo…I won’t ask for anything, ok?”

“What are you playing?” This question was expected and I only realized now that I wasn’t ready for this question.

“Nothing…but I want to say something.” I knew what I was going to do but I had to start this head-on. I didn’t have time.

“I think…I think I am fallen for you.” His eyes got wide and I held his abs.

I gasped when he pinched my mouth with his right hand. I saw something change in his eyes. No, he wasn’t happy or moved. He hated me. I could see this in his eyes. But he didn’t take a few seconds to compose his balance and smiled.

“Accept my condolence,” He left me with a jerk and was quick to leave for the room. I walked to him after realizing what he just said. Of course, no one said it was going to be easy.

“You must be happy right? This is what you always wanted.” I said seeing him losing his tie and get behind him to get his jacket. He turned to hold my face as he usually does while I held his jacket between us.

“Oh, believe me, it was the last thing in the world that I wanted. You being physically available for me, is enough…” Of course, I knew it was true. He was a stone hearted person.

I placed his jacket on the table and get to unbutton his shirt. He had a playful smile on. “...I don’t care what’s in your heart. As long as he doesn’t come to your bed.” He said indifferently and I gulped hard before looking at him.

“You know you hurt me when you talk like that…you of all the people know that I won’t do such a thing.” 

“No, I don’t know…but I like the idea that you get hurt with my talk,” I looked deep into his icy grey eyes. There was arrogance. He could belittle anyone with his eyes or mocking smile.

“One day, you will fall in love with me. I will make it happen.” I used every bit of my confidence.

 “How?” His brows were finally furrowed.

“I have twelve hours every day to make it happen,” I replied and his smile only got weirder.

“And, I have four women except you." I looked into his eyes before uttering. 

“Oh I know this much,”

 “Know what?” He should haven't asked.

“I know it is expensive to be loyal. Not everyone can afford that… not you of course. I have given up on that area.” And, there it was. That five-year-old kid, who got his ego hurt.

“But don’t worry…” I bent on my knees before giving him a smile. “…With your one million dollars you have bought an expensive wife for you.”

I walked behind him to the dining area. I knew he won’t let me eat at the same table as his but at least I could sit there to read him. From today, I refuse to accept that he can’t have a weak spot. And, I swear to God I will hit that as hard as I could.

I started studying him. I give him a bath. Change his clothes or get him ready for the office. And, he enjoys looking at naked women. But I wonder what exactly drives his propaganda against women. Was his grandfather teaching from his childhood was the only thing? Well, it could be the reason or not.

“What Mrs Hashimi was talking about?” He started the conversation while a man in the uniform set a plate for him.

“She was here to make up for not attending our wedding.” I offered him a smile and looked at him intently.

“Quit this crap,” He seemed a little frustrated.

“I just wanted to ask something.” I defended.

“What?” He asked,

“What’s the way to your heart?” He laughed a little before shaking his head. I can say he was enjoying his meal.

“Do you think I have a heart?” He asked back shaking his head. I kept quiet for a few seconds before replying.

“A little tainted and black but you do have one.” This made his smile gone. And, putting his fork down he replied,

“What if I tell you the secret today? And, let’s see if you can do this.” Ok, do I want to know this? Of course, I think I have to.

“Sure,” I replied and saw him eating. He seems amused now. The evil in his eyes makes me want to run with the innocent soul growing in me. But I knew his hands were far bigger and his ways were far cruel. The best way to deal with this situation is to confront him and now I had a reason.

I got my eyes narrowed recalling how I have never seen him in casual clothing. Even in the home he mostly prefers formal pants or shirts. Always uptight. Like, he is at work. In fact, in his drawer, I have only found three t-shirts that I never found him using much.

His sleeves were folded a little showing his very toned arms. I had never seen him using the gym at home. I wonder where or when he does his work out. But then I recalled how I have only accompanied him inside our room. He never asked for my company much and I too never tried to spend time with him. Not more than I had to.

“Shall we leave?” He said dabbing his mouth with a napkin.

“Are we going out?” I didn’t want to lose my composure but my voice came out surprised.

“No, just a little walk outside.” He stood and walked at the end of the table where I was sitting.

“Sure,” Now, it was getting really creepy. But I guess I was the one who started it.

I was dressed in a knee-length grey dress. It was simple but I had the jewellery on. We walked out of the door when I looked at him. “Follow me.” His voice came out stern making me conscious for a second but I tried to stretch my lips again.