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BILLIONAIRE LEGAL WIFE

BILLIONAIRE LEGAL WIFE

Author: C.C
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 2057    |    Released on: 08/11/2023

jero when the car collided with a bus bound for Manila. There was a pile-up of vehicles on the zigzag road, and she suspected that her father's brother, Octavio, had someth

ck on some of the survivors, but their daughter was not among them. He fervently prayed that their child wasn't among the casualt

tives were arriving. He stepped out of the hospital, and there were a few bodies already declared dead. His heart poun

d's hand. He couldn't bear the sight, as it reminded him of his own child, and he couldn

He also couldn't face his wife, who was crying even harder. He sat for

poke, immediately sending

who had been crying earlier, clutching the body of another young girl. "Ana!" He immediately em

ned to..." She nodded in understanding, her face still et

e replied through her tears. He could

you. Where

s why we're here. I wish I hadn't brought her." She br

ust need to see my wife, she's worried about Ana." T

nodded before bidding him a mome

lp them leave the area. Octavio didn't need to know their current situ

to," Diana said when she explained her pl

ll accompany her to Mother Tina's. We won't let any harm come to her." Mother Tina, referred to by Agusto, was the woman who had wor

Diana decided to distance herself from him. When he found out about the two of them, he offered to marry her and take responsibility for the child she was carrying. It was then that her feelings for the young woma

ed to his mother, Manuela Mondragon, and when his father died first, his mother ensured that Octavio had no claim, as he was the child of her husband Roman fr

his, Diana. Ana's safety is at stake here. You would

ided her husband away from the ho

IL

agreed to be his girlfriend after eight months of courtship. But it seemed she wasn't ready for their relationship to progress to a more serio

ude. Maybe next time,

frustration. Suddenly, a headache struck her as they talked. Jude was actually kind and a gentleman

me," she gave another excuse. "L

you, Nikka. You've alr

her. She wasn't even ready to introduce him to her parents, let alone get married. She had

f the gate. Her father was outside, talking to her mother Lucila, seemingly waiting for her to arrive. She quickly said goodbye to

a good answer. His face darkened when she couldn't speak. "Goodnight," he said wi

said, and her father immediately tur

kissed his che

g with her into the house. Their house was small with only three small rooms. She put

ck, Ana. I will give you an

when they left that place, and there was an accident where Lucila's real daughter, Anikka, died. She was too

t name, it felt like a stranger to her because she grew up using Anikka. Al

" she said as she to

sorry, my child, but you're the only one I can rely on because you're the only child of your mother," her father conti

why you took me away? Why do I have to go b

claim half of the ranch and the ear

s a right as Lolo's child," she reasoned. Truthfully, she didn't want such

s because he needs a large sum of money. He'll only sell that land if he wins. We susp

fe was in danger thirteen years ago, it will

ather said angrily. "Missing, yes. But there's

onfused by what he was sayi

Octavio brought a girl to the house who was your age. She was claiming she was

ought of someone else assuming her identity and being with her real parents. While Lucila

s using

for bringing the child to us, we don't know. But now everything is becoming clear. We suspect she is Octavio's child with another woman. Since we onl

hild is returning, what d

comfortable

sting on being called Ana. "Let her use

nally, but she didn't pay it any mind. "She won't s

ins, Papa, if it turns ou

ere eight years old. If she gets anything, it will be shares

is, Papa. I never expected it. I

still have to claim w

lso applied for a job at a local radio station here

marry the child of a

ha

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“"Would you allow me to sip on your coffee cup?" he asked. Whenever he tried to entice her, she quickly found a reason to avoid it. But he wouldn't settle for that. As time passed, he found himself more challenged by this woman who seemed unfazed by his charisma. "No," she quickly replied, her smile widening. "Why not? I don't have any contagious illnesses." "I'll do it for you," she answered. But before she could get up, he took the paper cup and brought it to his lips. "Iced coffee in the morning?" He raised an eyebrow when he realized it was cold. He immediately placed the glass back on her table. "I prefer it cold," she replied. He waited for her to take it back so she could drink. Perhaps she felt embarrassed, which is why she took another sip. "Now you just tasted my lips, sweetheart," he said with a smile while she still held the glass. He also noticed her cheeks turn slightly red. "How does it taste?" "It tastes like coffee," she shrugged and turned her attention back to the screen. Her reactions were starting to irritate him. He quickly stood up and headed to his office. Not even five minutes later, she entered his office with a pen and a few folders. He stood up and sat on the edge of the desk in front of her. "What's my schedule for today, sweetheart?" "You have only three meetings today because Mr. del Mundo suddenly canceled yesterday," she replied. "Yesterday was Sunday, Anikka." "He called my number," she answered, furrowing her brows at him. "He's calling you off office hours?" He handed Anikka the company phone she was supposed to use. It slipped his mind that clients would use it to call her even when she was off duty. "Just to cancel the meeting for today," she quickly explained. "Is Oliver calling you often?" he asked, referring to the supplier who now stood in front of her table. "Sort of." She shrugged again. He cursed quietly. "Add my visit to Zenclub at six in my schedule later," he instructed and returned to his swivel chair. "You're going with me," he added. "That's not within office hours, Jayzee," she declined, as he expected. He didn't pay any attention to her, instead starting to go through the folders she brought. "You will now be in charge of taking minutes of the meeting from now on," he also ordered, a task usually handled by his father's secretary. "You'll be with me in the conference room later." "A bit sudden, isn't it?" she smirked. He, on the other hand, was boiling with irritation at the thought that Oliver was often talking to her when she wasn't in the office. "It's part of your job as my secretary. I didn't assign it right away because you're still new." "Okay, boss," she said, teasingly this time, still smiling while he was serious. "Is there anything else you need?" "I need a coffee," he said without looking at her. "Hot or cold?" she asked. He stared at her, seeing her amused by his apparent annoyance. "I don't drink cold coffee, sweetheart." He looked at her intently. "I want it as 'hot' as you." He emphasized the last part, but she still didn't react. She left his office for a moment before returning with a cup of coffee. "Here's your hot coffee, sir," she said, still teasing him. He stood up to meet her. "Is this as hot as you?" he asked playfully, deliberately taking her hand as she handed him the cup. If she thought she could outsmart him with teasing, she was wrong. And if Oliver thought he could beat him to the girl, he was also wrong. He wouldn't be Jayzee Albano if he could be easily surpassed by another man. "You decide," she replied, waiting for him to take a sip of the coffee to answer his question. "I can't decide yet," he said after taking a sip. In truth, he had burned himself slightly because the coffee was still hot. But he had to stand by his words. "Why not?" she challenged him. "Because I haven't tasted you," he almost whispered, automatically placing one hand on her waist and kissing her in surprise. He quickly placed the cup on the table and raised his other hand to the back of her neck to deepen the kiss. To his surprise, Anikka responded in a way that showed she knew how to drive him further from reason. They both struggled to catch their breath afterwards. "I think you're hotter," he quickly said to dispel any awkwardness between them. She didn't respond, but quickly turned and left his room. He sat back in the swivel chair. Her mouth was sweet; a mixture of mint and coffee. He had answered one curiosity about Anikka - how she kissed and what her kisses tasted like. He was sure that was her first. He smiled and felt a sense of pride. He promised himself that wouldn't be the first and last. Welcome to my world, Anikka Merced... he said to himself.”