《The Billionaire’s Kept Woman》The Billionaire's Kept Woman
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That night, Alessandro held her wife and only slept for less than seven hours to make sure that his wife was safe. Now that Wendy Charles, the girl that once he had a relationship with, is out there. The crazy girl once tried to kill his woman and he won't let that happen again. Although Keira wouldn't tell him what happened in her dream, he knew well that it was about the trauma with that crazy woman.
"You didn't sleep well?" She asked him as she slipped off from the bed and fixed the bed.
"It's fine, love. I'll just drink coffee."
"Too much caffeine is bad for health. Why won't you take a nap in your free time?" She tried to convince him to take a little break. He nodded at her as they went to the walk-in closet to ready the clothes that they are going to wear. "You are the boss and you can always take a two hours nap." She took the black suit and pointed it to him. "This one." She told him.
He wasn't picky with the clothes that she prepared for him.
"I'll go for a crimson tie." She took the crimson tie and partnered it to the black suit. "Also, I think we should have a half-day off to the spa. How about let's go tomorrow? My schedule wasn't full."
"Tomorrow?" He thought for a bit. "Sure, love. Anytime. I can cancel my afternoon appointment."
"Okay, let me know." She hung his suit. "And put something on before we have breakfast." She said. He chuckled and looked down at his lower part.
"How about morning sex?" He shrugged.
"Later," she winked and scratched his chest.
The couple left the penthouse and arrived at their office five minutes before the office hour. Alessandro always checked on his wife before he proceeded on the appointments. He called his assistant and secretary as he checked the appointment for tomorrow. There's no personal appointment that he didn't need to meet up with.
"Reserved a spa for me and my wife. I want privacy and security." He said.
"Yes, sir," Moira said.
"That's all." He waved them off as he started with reading the papers. He has to make sure that he finishes half of it before he leaves for tomorrow.
He was working nonstop for three hours. Every hour, he asked for coffee and suddenly, Moira came with flowers.
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"Sir, you have flowers."
"From who?" He asked puzzled as he stood. "Is it from my wife?"
"Uh, no sir." She checked the card. "From Wendy Charles." She extended the letter to him. He quickly took the card as he opened it. His eyes become furious.
Hello, Baby Sandro. Miss me? I know that it's been a while but I was just wondering how have you been? I heard that you contacted the hospital to check if I was fine. But guess what? We can be together again.
Lots of love, Wendy.
"Throw it." He demanded Moira.
"Yes, sir."
Moira left his office. He clenched on the letter. He nearly punched the vase. But the vase was innocent from his anger. He breathed in and out to calm his nerves. He sat down and pulled out the other phone that he used for personal use. He just noticed Sabrina's email and it was all of the locations of Wendy Charles. At the moment, she's not in the Philippines. She's in Hawaii. The girl was controlling pieces to make sure that he got the hint. She's paying someone to send him a letter and to play with him.
When lunch came, he left the office as his driver took him to Golden Age Entertainment. He waited for access to the VVIP elevator and he used it when her bodyguard came down to escort him inside. When he reached his wife's office, she seemed to be busy with papers and he approached her and kissed her passionately. She was taken aback by his sudden action. He lifted her from her swivel chair and put her on the desk. His mouth savored her neck down to her chest.
"Love, why are you suddenly horny?" She asked him. He stopped and breathed on her neck. "Or you are just stressed. You smell like coffee. Just how many glasses did you drink?" She scooped his face and kissed his nose. He didn't answer her. His eyes were on her. It looked different than before. He looked anxious and stressed. "Oh, love." She kissed his forehead. "You need to take a break."
"I'm sorry," he mumbled. "I won't attack you like that again, maybe." He grinned. She giggled and wrapped her legs around him.
"I don't mind. I like it. But," she scooped his face and squeezed his cheeks. "Next time don't drink too much coffee. I don't like the smell of it."
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"Okay." He kissed her lips again and again. "I'm starving. Let's go?"
He gently put her down and fixed the folder that he messed up.
"Sorry about the mess." He mumbled and took her purse.
"Are you sure about lunch this time?" She asked and fixed her lipstick. She checked a few lipstick stains from her neck and then to her chest. "Look at the mess you make." She then fixed the lipstick that messed on his lips.
They reached the restaurant that he reserved for them. But two black men approached him with a smile. He frowned and quickly pulled his wife closer to him.
"Mr. De Alegre." He extended his hand. "I'm Isaac Achebe. CEO of Oil Company. Sorry to approach you like this." He said apologetically.
Alessandro accepted his hand and squeezed it a little and shook it.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Achebe. But I am not here for any business." He said and withdrew his hand. Mr. Achebe looked at Keira and smiled.
Keira only nodded her head as she gripped Alessandro's arm.
"We'll be going now," Alessandro said as his bodyguards that were protective a while ago covered them. If it wasn't for Alessandro's signal, they might have already pushed them away.
"Who was that?" She asked him as soon as they reached their seat.
"He worked with De Novo." He mumbled. "And my step-mom's favorite toy." He chuckled as he shook his head.
"Oh, crap." She mumbled. The waiter came once that he sat down. She checked the menu for a few seconds and told the waiter what she wanted.
"I'll have the same." He told her. Then, he reached her hands.
"I have another bodyguard set up for you." He told her.
"Oh, why? I have loads of bodyguards." She creased her brows.
"This one will be standing next to you always. And she's a female agent from the best security agency."
"Okay." She shrugged. "But you have to tell me what's been bothering you."
"I'll tell you tonight. How about that?" He decided. To lessen the burden on his chest. He has to tell his wife. Although, he knew that she's been through a lot.
"Alright." She shrugged. "It wasn't another woman, right?"
"Nope. You are my only woman." He flashed his most charming smile. She giggled. "By the way, I already reserved our spa for tomorrow."
"That's great." She rubbed her finger to his ring finger. "And how about next month? They said that you'll be engaged to De Novo?"
"Oh, crap." He almost smacked his face as his wife laughed.
"I don't know what you and dad plan but don't you let her kiss you. Understand?"
"I won't, my love." He kissed her hands.
A couple approached them with a grin. Keira quickly stood as Alessandro turned his head.
"You guys are here!" Keira quickly hugged Sophia while Alessandro greeted Adamson with a punch on the chest teasingly.
"Lucky bastard." Alessandro teased.
"Well, it's been there for seven weeks," Adamson said as he gently pulled Sophia close to him and rubbed her stomach. "The baby is strong." He mentioned.
"Well, congratulations to both of you. Make sure to invite me to the baby shower. I will be there." Keira said.
"Of course," Sophia said. "It will be a little celebration." She looked at her husband. "Right, babe."
"Yes, anything for you." He kissed the temple. "We are also off here for our lunch so I already made reservations for her cravings. But you don't mind us joining you guys?" Adam asked.
"Sure!" Keira told as they called for the waiter to have a table for four.
They all sat down and soon their food was delivered to their table with freshly squeezed juice.
"By the way, the two of you should visit the Hyatt Hotel," Adamson told them. "You've been there Keira?" He asked as he sliced the beef for his wife.
"Nope." She shook her head. "Well, my husband can set up a reservation." She looked at her husband who nodded. "It's settled."
"We have a sauna and spa that you can also enjoy."
"That's great. My husband needs a break from stressful things."
"What stressful things could it be?" Adamson eyed Alessandro with a grin.
"Don't look at me like that." He frowned at him.
The boy's phone chimes and Adam puts his wife's plate in front of her. Then, they checked their phone at the same time. The boys looked at each other.
"And what's that?" Keira asked them.
"Well, boy's night's out on Friday night. Zach invited us."
"And how about us girls?" Keira creased her brows.
"You girls can stay in the hotel nearby," Adamson suggested.
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