The Billionaire's secret Love by Manogyna Marthi (readnow .txt) 📕

Chapter 30

Angelica

I groan in pain holding my head and run my hand on Mr Snuggles bringing him closer to me. "Come to me Mr Snuggles." I whisper to him still holding my eyes close. Mr Snuggles, who was always as soft as wool, doesn't feel the same anymore. In other words he felt hard and muscular and what was more startling was, I now hear him chuckle.

I open my eyes in complete fear and found the most unwanted person in front of me. "Had a nice sleep, sweetheart?" He asks me still holding up the smile. "By the way who is this Mr Snuggles?" I give him my poker face. "Mr Snuggles is my teddy bear with whom I sleep every night. My dad gifted him to me on my 10th birthday." Augustus bursts into a fit of laughter holding his stomach. "What more surprises are in your store for me cup cake? Is the rest of your room filled with Barbie dolls and soft toys?" I grind my teeth and answer him in growing angst. "That is none of your business." He pulls my cheek still unable to control his titters. "So my guess is right."

I pull myself out of the comforter and ask him chattering my teeth. "Why are you in my bedroom?" He instantly becomes serious. "Look around and find your answer." My eyes scan the features of an unfamiliar room. "You are in my house and in my bedroom. Last night you were drunk. My friend called me. Had I not been on time you would have...." He trailed off looking at me angrily. "I told you never to mess yourself with alcohol. What makes you enjoy always getting under my nerves?" He asks me bawling in temper.

Getting out of the bed he turns back and gives me one final glance. "I informed your dad you will be staying the night with me for some important official work. Martha will be here and will give you the medicine to heal that headache." He points to my face with his finger. "We will be going out to finalalize our marriage venue and proceed for tasting the cake." He takes two steps ahead and then turns back again. "That closet is full of women's clothing. Find a dress of your choice and get ready within next half an hour." He points to a large door across my bed. I look at the door and then my eyes land on the night suit I was putting on. My eyes go scary in seconds. "Did you....?"

He did not let me finish. "I changed your clothes yesterday. You puked your guts out and got your dress dirty. I had no other choice as the maids in the house had already retired from their day's work. It was almost mid-night." I nod my head in understanding. So yesterday night he saw me naked. Oh holy mother of Gods how did I mess myself so much? I groan covering my face with my hands. Thank goodness, he was already gone by then. I took a few steps towards the walk-in closet and open the closed door.

My eyes flutter open like thousand watt tube light. The first of the shelves were dresses suiting every occasion, formal, casual, night wear and even long and short ball gowns. I let out a soft gasp. Are these the dresses of the number of women he fucked in the past? Calm down Angelica, you don't have any control on your thoughts. He already made it clear to you that he no longer entertains women. Have a grip on your emotions and you can settle down your queries with him in a smooth manner. My sanity was prompt in its implications.

I open the next of the shelves and my jaw drops open. Revealing itself were corsets, see through lingeries, lacy bras, garters and garter belts, body stockings, sexy hosieries and many more. This man is full of coquettishness. Well, with the amount of women he fucked he surely has got a lot of experience in fixing the best of woman's lingerie.

I go to the next shelf, this time preparing myself to get through the next hiccup smoothly. Surprising me were footwear of different varieties. I took a deep breath. This is going to be a long conversation with Augustus.

On one side of the shelf were towels neatly lined up. I took a steaming shower and came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped on my head and another covering my body. The body wash smelled excellent with a combination of jasmine and roses. There were other varieties too which I am yet to try. Coming out of the closet, I took a note of the tablets sitting on the night stand with a glass of water. I quickly gulped the medicine and settled in a blue sundress with pink flowers on it. I put on matching flip flops with a light make-up running on my face and got down the stairs.

Seated on the dining table was Augustus, who felt like a Greek God. His hair was perfectly trimmed giving a polished exterior. Dressed in a casual wear, a pair of blue denims and a grey T.shirt with a jacket unlike his usual business suits, he was busy reading a news paper. Ones I was seated at one of the chairs of the dining table, he set the news paper aside and greeted me with a smile.

"Martha set the table ready." He calls for her and within a few seconds the dining room was enveloped with the mouth watering aroma of pancakes, chocolate cookies, fried eggs, bacon and black pudding. My stomach started growling getting me instantly hungry looking at the tasty dishes. After a few minutes both of us were ready for our day's outing.

The drive to our destination was quite except for the playing stereo in the car. After a few minutes Augustus began to speak in his almost calm voice. "Why were you wearing such a revealing dress to the pub yesterday? That plunging neck line, your cleavage was under a total display." He stresses the last two words in complete disdain. I take a heavy gulp fearing about his outrage and at the same time irritated with his unnecessary interference. "Whatever I do before marriage is none of your business." I tell him nonchalantly. "Is it?" His voice rises in a repulse. "You are still my fiancée and I don't want people to look at what is mine." I hold my jaw tight and turn my face to look outside the window to calm my revolting heart.