PBS #2: The Billionaire's Wife

PBS #2: The Billionaire's Wife

StilettoGodmother01

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I took a deep breath."Antonio I....I'm pregnant."His smile suddenly faded and his brown eyes turned darker by the second. He removed my hands from his. "She was right. I can't believe that manipulative bitch was right I thought you were different.I thought you weren't like that." I looked at him in confusion. "What the hell are you talking about Antonio?" I asked him without beating around the bush. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. You used and trapped me all at once and like the idiot I was. I allowed you to." He yelled, with venom lacing his words. "I don't want to see you and I don't want anything to do with that thing inside of you." I was on the verge of tears but didn't want to show him that. "I want all your things gone when I return home." **** Venus Angelopolis is forced into a marriage for her brother's life because of a feud that started years ago between the two families. When she meets Antonio she wants nothing to do with him, especially after he admits commitment is not for him but things take a turn one drunken night which results in an unexpected pregnancy. Antonio DeVaio finest, youngest and most successful bachelor of New York claims that love isn't anywhere to be found in his long and complicated book. Seeing Venus for the first time caused him to misjudge her drastically so he lays down his rules from the start but when his brother Luca returns with a magnetic attraction towards Venus one drunken night Antonio begins to see a side to her that wasn't there before which causes his point of view towards her to change immensely. Author: StilettoGodmother01 Publisher: EasyReading

Chapter 1 No.1

Venus's POV

"Your beauty is far too rare for the horror of the world."

As if it were yesterday my father informed me that I could not leave the mansion when I wanted. He clarified that half my life was going to lay here in between these walls for my protection and being the age of sixteen I couldn't really argue.

Arguing with a man as powerful as my father was like yelling at a wall that will later on give you no subtle response. It was meaningless and will remain meaningless until this day.

With my mother, he was never as heartless or stone-cold as he is now. Somehow she found a way to cover the beast within him but after passing away, that beast came storming back into our lives with fiery mass destruction bulging through that once kind-hearted man.

Glaring at my reflection in the mirror I combed down my curly blonde hair and watched the curls straighten out then once again reform as my brother came storming through my bedroom door with hardly any balance.

I stood up immediately to help him.

"Venus, "He said, caressing my left cheek and by the stench of his breath, I knew he was drunk.

"What's wrong Christopher?"I said, helping him lay on the bed.

Being older than me my brother wasn't the most responsible person on this earth. He tends to drop one shiny toy for the next and could care less about the upcoming consequences.

"I need to marry her Venus."He blurted out, gazing my way.

"Who do you need to marry Christopher?"I said, laying his head on my lap beginning to run my hands through his silky smooth hair. It was a habit I got into every time he came to me with a complaint about his life.

"Who?"I smiled warmly to ensure him my mouth was sealed.

"Annabelle."

"Oh that's quite a lovely name," I said, trying to comfort him.

Annabelle..... Annabelle... Annabelle... I knew that darn name from somewhere I just couldn't put my finger on it. Oh, crap! Oh, crap! We are in deep dew dew do.No no no it can't be her it can't, can it?

Oh, fuck what if it is. What if she is a DeVaio. Dad would slaughter us joyfully.

I gulped before finally saying"Chris is she a-"

"DeVaio."He said, nodding his head.

My heart began beating rapidly, as my hands began to jitter. If the two families knew there death would occur the same minute of the notification on their phones. I have not even lived my life yet, I am only eighteen. What about all the hot men with accents I wanted to see?

"Are you insane? Have you lost your barnacles? If your father knew-"

"You think I give a damn of that man's opinion, "He yelled, as I got up to circle the room for a hidden solution.

"Well, your gonna give a damn when he comes knocking on your door with a gun to your head, "I announce, placing my palm at the top of my forehead, "Dad will shot you in a heartbeat and you know that."

"I could care less about anyone. I have to marry Annabelle," He yells, with anger fulfilling his facial features as he runs out the door.

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