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

Julie's POV

I fastened his laces and smiled looking up. He was looking at me intently and that made me gulp. “What happened?” I asked but he pulled my arm to him and got me over his thighs. My heartbeat fastened feeling his hot breaths on me.

“Nothing, I just like it when women know their place.” His mouth was so close to mine and I gulped before tracing my hand on his chest.

“Anything for you?” I exhaled seeing something change in his eyes.

“Aren’t you turning into a little perfect thing?... But I want to kill you,”

I knew he was using the same card he had been using for weeks now.

“I am sure you know better…even then…I want to stay.”

I tried not to think because I knew if I let any thought pass my mind it will reflect on my face.

After he left, Barbara didn’t come. At first, I thought she is a little late but no…after four hours I knew she wasn’t coming.  Was it this easy? Did Matteo actually believe that anyone can fall for him when he mistreats someone to this extent? Or was he planning something else?

I don’t know until how long I will be free of Barbara’s presence so I decided to go out. Today, I didn’t make the call for the coffee or sandwich and decided to walk to the kitchen that was huge yet designed with much artistry. I found three women talking to each other. Cindy was one of them. All of them were wearing the uniform and stopped talking the moment I walked in.

“Please don’t mind me…I am just here to make something for the breakfast.”

“You tell me, I will set you something.” Cindy came forward but I was quick to refuse. “No, I will do it.”

“Oh please, I insist,” Cindy said making me grab an apple for me and walk out to the living room. I zoned out to plan how to get away from this place. Well, right now I want him to understand to let me keep my baby. I huffed realizing if he let me keep my baby even then this place and the environment wasn’t something I would want for my child. I felt a little tired and this is how I had been feeling for two weeks. I didn’t feel nauseated though. Guess I was lucky at something.

I went inside my room after my breakfast to change into my navy blue dress and I waited for him wondering if it will be a boy or girl.  But then, I huffed wondering how I will be giving my child a father like him. I am sure no one can like Matteo and his ways. Even this baby was bound to be disappointed.

I heard the door knock and went to ask, “Yes?”

Cindy came in, “Mr Lucca has sent the driver for you.” This got my brows knitted. “I am coming,” I replied making her leave.

Getting my purse I left with the driver. It felt good leaving without Mr Colombo or Barbara. I wonder if he trusts me or was testing me.

The car was pulled inside a huge hotel. I was received by a lady who showed me the way to the restaurant at the top. I get into the glass doors and three people were standing and showed me the way. I passed a glass hallway to get to the final door. One person opened it for me and I got in to see Matteo sitting on a table in the middle. The glass walls were giving a splendid view. There were other tables but not any visitors’ maybe.  He had his head in the other direction but I knew he was aware of my arrival with my heels making the noise.

“I experience better appetite  when you are sitting on the table.” I walked to him and take the chair on the other side. A shiver ran through my body finding his eyes at me. I tried to pass a smile while he asked. “You must be very proud of your body…you sure have expensive curves.”

“I am more than my curves, Matteo…Sir,”

He stared at me with a very mischievous smile before uttering, “You can call me Matteo.”

Was I hearing things? I wonder but then what he said next made sense. “I have a gala in a few days. I want us to be very natural in front of the audience.”

I knew he wanted appreciation from me. “I will like it,” I showed my smile.

My reply made him smirk and his eyes fell on my chest. “For me, women are not more than their bodies…Julie.” Fisting my palm I tried to smile back.

“It is fine. Lately, I have decided to respect your…views on things. In the end, I am no one to change anyone’s view. I…I am really trying to accept you as you are…and…”

“Wow,…” He cut me off. “…I just love being accepted. In fact, tell me anything that doesn’t let you love me.” He mocked me making fun of my confession to him and got busy eating.

“Sure,” I gulped my pride down but somewhere in my heart, I pity the man I hate with my all. If women were really not more than their bodies for him he has never seen anything in the world.  But in the end, he was sick with a lot of money and power. It was a toxic combination for sure. There was no changing him. And, I only wanted him to see me as someone who should be allowed to have his baby because I will rather die with this innocent soul than losing my firstborn.

“So, you don’t want me to free you anymore?” He asked bursting the bubble of my thoughts.

“Of course, not…” I replied and saw him using the napkin as he finishes eating. “This is for you,” He forwarded me a box that was placed near his wrist all the time. I accepted it and open it to find beautiful earrings.

“Thank you,” I replied not knowing why he was giving me this.

“This one is for the gala party. It was ordered the day we finalized our outfits.” I looked at his smile. I wonder if my kid was going to look like him. Of course, he was the father. It was supposed to happen.

How this child will bound me with his existence was another thing. Of course, he would want his baby with him and I don’t think I can leave my baby alone with him.

“You have invited me here to give me this?” I asked making his smile broad. “Yea, I wanted to see the strange woman who has fallen in love with her tormentor...” That did shrink my smile but I still see it as progress,