Billionaire's wife by Ashleh Queen (best ereader for epub TXT) 📕
“Yes,” I managed but only find him continue eating.
“I am…I am pregnant.” This got his attention finally. I have imagined thousands of reactions he could offer me. But this one didn’t surprise me too. His solemn attitude was scaring me without any failure.
“Ask David to make an appointment for you.” He said and my shoulders finally rest.
“…you are not keeping it.”
"Matt?" I looked at David, our driver with utter embarrassment.
“Why?” I couldn’t even react but his carefree face didn’t have any concern.
“You aren't going to destroy this figure for anything…if I want an heir I will get one. You are not needed for that…you have to look like a billionaire's wife all the time.
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I turned off the shower and dried my body walking to my wardrobe. Taking out a white shirt with blue polo shorts I planned to call the emergency services from my basement. I can’t live in these L.E.D battery lights or stay hungry for one more second. But the moment I got down I found the whole space wrapped in a warm scent. I could smell cookies.
“Fuck!” I hissed knowing exactly it was her. My nerves were raging when I stormed to the kitchen where I found Julie in my shirt. Her hair was secured in a bun while my shirt was teasing me hiding her toned thighs in a way that they would peak when she turned and bent to take out something from the oven.
The kitchen had four yellow lights on but she still had candles lighted on different corners. I walked to the table and the moment she turned she gasped a little making me see her wide eyes and open mouth.
“I am so sorry, I know you warned me but…” She trailed off when I got so close invading her personal space.
“My dear wife,…” I grazed my hand on her cheek. “…You are indeed someone who should stay in the working class,” I told her looking at her plump mouth. The mouth only I have kissed. I didn't know she was a certified chef. Well, there is one less problem to worry about.
“Matteo…Cooking isn’t something bad. I thought you must be hungry. I didn’t know what you like…so…” She pressed her mouth backing off when I held her ass.
“Are you sure you love me?” I asked to which she blinked before nodding her head in yes.
“Then, what scares you?” Her breath hitched and she took her time before replying.
“I am scared of your…temper.”
“When did I ever show my temper to you?” I pulled her waist leaving her with no choice but to feel my chest against her body. Of course, my question was sarcasm.
Her eyes got narrowed and she looked at my mouth for a few before replying. “Yea,…you are the most humble...and the sweet-natured person I have ever come across…” Her comment got me surprised while she raised her brows and laughed for getting me.
“Whatever…people like you would die to spend a day like mine.” She held my neck and whispered against my mouth. “Being your wife, I am sure I am the envy of many too. Maybe yours too,” I chuckled and held her arm and grazed my fingers on it. She shivered and I removed her hands off of me.
“This…don’t worry. You don’t really need to get out of your element. I enjoy your silent mouth more.” Of course, she had confusion on her face when I cleared. “Your cell phone has given me a lot of insight into what you are like…”
“I have nothing to hide,…” The confidence on her face was real until I pulled her even close.
“This is what you think…I have the analysis that gives me the reach to all of your buttons.”
She seemed uneasy before she whispered, “I need to get the steak out of the oven.”
“From where did you learn the cooking,” I asked when she started setting the table. The aroma was good.
“I…” She was about to reply when I spoke my mind. “Given your status, I wonder how your parents afforded the classes for you.”
“I learned it by helping my mom in the kitchen…” She said as if it was nothing.
“What do you mean? You don’t have a certificate to cook?” I asked making her look at me before she laughed.
“You don’t need permission to do the usual things. This…” She was speaking nonchalantly when I cut her off.
“You think I will taste the food from a person who is not certified. Have you ever eaten what my personal chef makes?” My voice got louder. Maybe it was the reason that she seemed anxious.
“I am sorry but cooking isn’t very hard. Anyone can do this…even you would be able to manage this if I wasn’t here.” She settled my plate and turned to stir something.
“And, I make the best soup.” She added while I couldn’t help my laugh and dig at the steak that seemed mouthwatering.
“I…have never got myself a glass of water on my own. I don’t think my time is worth waiting for something so unimportant.” I spoke looking at her spatula and the shine in her eyes vanished. I chewed on the meat and it turned out to be as good as it looked. But she didn’t need to know this.
“Where’s wine?” I asked making her look guilty.
“It’s almost night…I thought you won’t…”
“That’s not your job.” She smiled before nodding her head and get to serve me the wine.
She stood by the stove while I stared at her legs. She caught me twice but who gives a fuck. I knew she was trying to seduce me. Maybe she wanted to get her feelings reciprocated. But little did she know I was aware of her every move and was going to enjoy every inch of her without being moved.
Seeing how Kate talks to her and knowing about her past endeavours I knew she was a virgin because the thing mattered a lot to her father who didn’t let her talk to guys much. She had a stalker in her school and a crush that she never approached. And, seeing how she tries to make advances was a lot of fun. I didn’t know I could be this charming to get her heart.
But, now I knew why she would fluster all the time any guy approaches her. But how she could fall for me couldn’t make sense. What could have gone through this mind of hers? Or she has lost it?
“Why you aren’t eating?” I asked making her look at me.
“I will eat later.” She replied making me lean into my chair. I was already halfway through my dinner when she served me the soup.
“Will you taste it?” She was uncertain.
“Well, I have already tasted your food. And,…it is nothing comparing to professionals, of course. But it was edible...”
She offered me a half-smile before getting to cover the things while I enjoyed her soup. I don’t know if it was that hot soup or her thighs but I was excited.
“I am getting into the basement to see if the radio is working from here. Or, we have to wait this whole weekend without cell phone or electricity before my jet will arrive.” She nodded her head in understanding and seemed fine until I added,
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