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

"But some type of close?... I was kidding…but we can’t give you a cell phone...because I don’t trust you enough…I want all of your attention. And, what’s the point of talking to people you have spent your whole life with.” He said lighting a cigarette and I left to check the suitcase that I saw was taken to upstairs by one of the men who were standing to welcome us.

I was mortified looking at the strings. I bit my lip hard in frustration and wear them to realize it was hiding nothing. I was practically naked. Even my belly was getting a little in form and I felt so vulnerable.

“What is taking you so damn long!” I heard him shouting and came down the stairs to notice a cellphone up in the air. I realized it was my cell phone. “Wow!” He walked to me to only kiss my shoulder and knead my ass.

We lay outside. It wasn't very hot. If anything it was windy. We were laying in our own seats but his hand never left roaming over my body. “I guess we can send this one.” He said after taking six photos of us. I found out he had made me more talkative in my group chat.

“On Matt’s private island.” He said the caption as he writes it and showed me the picture later. I had a little smile on for the picture while most of his face was hidden behind the shades he was wearing.

He ordered drinks for us and the other man who didn’t take our luggage upstairs appear. “By the way, your friend is pregnant…she texts three days ago in the group.”

“Which friend…Josephine?” I asked making him nod his head while he looked at my cellphone. I don’t know why but the mention of the baby was like a ground for my topic.

“Matt…” I called him but didn’t continue and that got his attention.

“What…what do you think about babies…I always wanted…to be a mother…I love kids…” I tried to sound natural but got my confidence shattered once he broke into a laugh.

“Do you think I want a woman who looks saggy? It’s either me or the baby…and, didn’t I tell you that we don’t take our heirs from our wives? If I have a son I want to buy it so I have all the authority over him. I don’t like sharing.”

“I…I wasn’t told by your father about this. I am sure others were told before the marriage. You said you will choose an ordinary woman for this job. I am very much ordinary and…you can do whatever you want with that baby. Matteo…I love you and I can’t think of anyone else but having it with you…I love kids a lot…”

“Shut up…just shut up…” He gritted with his voice low but it was enough to shake me to my core. “…you don’t care about me a bit. You are only seeing how to secure your future. You want to have my baby to get your position strong…”

“No, no, no, no,…I won’t talk about it. Ok? I don’t want it.” I got closer to him but he still seemed pissed.

“I mean where your brain is? Do I look an idiot to you to destroy this to get something I can get at any time?...” He said roaming his hand on my waist. His eyes were suggestive and his attention suffocates me.

“…And, think about you? You are just twenty-three. Why destroy this figure? Life is unpredictable and women like you…should really worry about your bodies…” He smirked and took a sip on his drink while my heart was broken into thousands of pieces.

“Matt…Life might be unpredictable but you have everything of mine. My first time, my husband…I don’t think I need the perfection in my body…and, you already know that I am pretty so…”

“Yea…look pretty for me. Believe me, it will help you to stay here…in my arms.” I smiled back and nodded my head as if I am getting his point and looked back at the waves coming.

“…And, it’s not like you are pregnant...” It was my moment to reveal but he continued, “....And, even if you got pregnant. I will buy your pregnancy.” This got my eyes wide. “What?” I was shocked.

“I have gotten four women pregnant so far in my life. When I was seventeen, and the other time I was twenty-three, twenty-five, and twenty-six. I don’t remember the names of the women but I offered them money, bought their pregnancies and had them aborted.”

I got jolted and pulled away from him. Even the thought that he was a man who can get his babies killed was horrifying enough. “And, not for once you think they are…your blood…and those women? Not once you met a woman who would…choose to have their baby over money?”

“I bought those women with money or if not they were with me for expensive gifts like you exactly. And, getting a large chunk of money that they can spend in whatever way they want excites them. You tell me! What’s the purpose of having a baby with a man when your man doesn’t want it? Tell me? Will you chose to have a baby if I refuse to give you a single penny and you are supposed to bring him up all by yourself. All of you women who only give birth have constant child support. Aren’t you ashamed of yourself? It’s a business for women like you. But remember Julie, to pull this trick you want a stupid husband that I am not darling. Sorry?”

I stayed quiet. I knew I can’t let him have any idea of me being pregnant. But I felt bad for those angelic souls who were victims and were killed by their own father. I sip on my drink telling myself I can do it but realizing the drink had beer I placed the drink on the side and didn’t touch it afterwards. If he gives me a chance to let me have my baby and gives me the freedom to bring up that kid…I will gladly accept the offer.

After finishing his drink he guided me to come over him. I had my head lost in his neck while his big hands holding me could tell that all he wanted was my body.

“One day, I will have it all...” He said kneading my ass. I wonder what he was talking about but he continued. “...this isn’t where I want to stay. One day, people will remember as of someone who was the richest and the most influential person.”

I don’t know if he would like it or not but I asked, “Aren’t you already very rich and influential?” My question made him smirk.