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

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Matteo's POV

I woke up groaning. Looking at my left I found her sleeping. Her even breathing and relaxed face wasn’t something I experience when she is awake. She is always alert as she should be and I like it.

“Wake up,” I called her leaning to her face and she opened her eyes. I saw how her face got from the relaxed one to the alert one. And, that brought a smile to my face.

“Get up and make a coffee for me…” She blinked twice before nodding her head and got out giving me the view of a perfect slender body. She got up getting her hair in a bun and got out of the bed to pick her robe on the floor. I leaned into my bed seeing how she arouses me even more with my handprints on her ass.

And, recent I liked how she had put on a little weight but I would like her to get only this much. Soon, she was wrapped in the robe and I looked to my left to realize I don’t have a phone to use.

I removed the curtains to find the beach peaceful and beautiful. “Well, maybe I should let idiots handle my business without supervision. It will be a test run on how well I have trained my management.” Though somewhere back in my mind I knew there will be things delayed because of how incapable people can be without my presence. But I have a beautiful ass and this fresh air and only a fool will not enjoy that. Sliding the window to left I got out. This island was beautiful though this place wasn't designed by me. It attracted me the moment I first lay my eyes on it. This property was the hottest in the market at that time. I was looking at the sea bagels when I heard. “Your coffee,”

I looked at my back to spot a hot cup of coffee. I got it looking back at the shore. And, that made me recall the beautiful island not so long far from Riverland. Taking on the sip I recall how I asked Peter to look into the property but he hasn’t gotten back to me at that. I am sure a huge palace can be made there. And, that will have a huge terrace.

“It’s a nice morning…how’s coffee?”  She broke the chain of my thoughts and I nodded, “I am thinking of making a home…it will be my ninth project of any such sort.” To my surprise, I didn’t yell at her. Maybe this morning was a really calm one.

“Great,…” She chirped and I looked at my back. Her rosy cheeks and thin lips were not enough to move my heart but…well let’s say she was a great body. I hold out my hand for her to take and she did take it before taking a step further.

“Well, my favourite one will always be the one in which we live. I was fifteen when I planned it all out. It was my first one too. Nothing else feels like a home.”

“What about Italy? I mean…your father stays in the US…and, your grandfather too.” She pointed making me recall a very bittersweet memory as to why I moved here. I smirked recalling how it is all in past. And,…I…I am unreachable now…meant for great things.

“I was ten when I decided on living here. And, to why…that shouldn’t be your concern.” Her smile shrinks for a moment before she looked away.

“You tell me…what’s the logic behind loving a man who is never going to accept you as his equal?” She blinked looking at me and her hair started getting all kind of messy when a strong wind passed us.

She pressed her lips and looked at me for a few seconds. “Well, I don’t know…I can’t answer that…I just thought to adjust because you said you will never divorce me. And…I tried to adjust...the next thing I knew…I kind of like you,”

“Like in what sense…I have never said one good thing about you… then…exactly what you liked about me?” I could tell I was cornering her. I had the last night in my mind where she took my hand to her bosom skyrocketing my carnal instincts.

“I…liked it when you touch me. I didn’t use to before…but now it is changed.” She said and I looked at her static.

“Now, it sounds convincing. I have been pleasuring you a lot. And, given you are so inexperienced I have to do most of the work…So, you fell seeing how patient I was with your naivety in bed?” My question stirred her. I could see that.

“I only said…I like when you touch me...you were never patient.” She said the last line slowly as if thinking to say it or not.

I laughed before shaking my head in denial. I guess I have gotten my answer. “I have been very patient with you…and, about loving my touch…women like you would like anyone's touch. You have gotten used to me. Your body recognizes me.  This is what happened. But if you want to think you love me…you are free to dream..."

“I won’t like anyone’s touch.” She said and I hold my cup high before looking at her.

“I am sure that no one before me even touched you…”

“Ever heard of women getting assaulted? I used to take subways all the time. And, then my employer before I got into Mr Lucca's mansion wasn't a great person to hang out with. I know…I won’t like just anyone’s touch.” Her tone got bitter at the end and that was amusing.

“You know what…I like it when you are desperately trying to explain how it is only my touch that you like. It is making me feel so good,” I loved how she was taken aback.

“No…I am not doing that…I am telling you that no woman like anyone’s touch. It is impossible to even think about…”

“I don’t care." I cut her off. "I am only going to process the information I want to use…” I stared at the small pout on her face. Well, that part is always the first thing about her whenever she crosses my mind.

“I was thinking about my home…have you ever liked wanted to make a home. Your thoughts coming out strong enough to stand for years.”

She shook her head before whispering, “No…But building a home you think or design sounds exciting.” Of course, I was not talking to a multimillionaire. She was a low life who only dreamed to get a rich husband.

I would like to go on hiking. And…you are coming with me.” My eyes were on the cliff. I had never walked there but I could tell it will be a great walk especially in weather like this. The sun wasn’t harsh, the wind was not strong and there were no grey clouds in the sight but last night’s precipitation had made everything greener.