The Billonarie's Hidden Wife

had from just two bottles was enough to make her min

ge contract,' she muttered under her breath, then led herself out of the bar, lookin

l man, I

This wasis where the root of her problem began two years ago. She n

f her heart increased abnormally, making her sign the

copy of her house keys were her grandfather, who had traveled t

he reception room and lotus flowers on the sofa caught he

ly. She stood in front of the door in confusion. But she threw all her thoughts and what had happened hours ago in

s arms, hugging him tightly. "'I knew that you would not leave me. I... I was sure that you would come

d of that marriage. I hadn't even seen his face before. I signed the contract so..." Her voice disappeare

ast chance to make him stay with her. Despite the darkness obscuring her vision, her lips found t

. While pressing his fingers against her delicate skin, he carried her to the bed. He plac

y what had transpired between them was not a fleeting dream. She sighed in embarrassment as the phantoms of

rapped in the towel hanging at the side of the bed. The room was in utter chaos; s

s scent is still clinging to my body," she whispered in a hoarse tone. Her eyes widened in

forehead. The moment she saw him, a numbing chill crept into her very marrow, while he wore a disd

round her and demanded, "What are you doing here? Who are you? Where is Nawah?" Her voice wavered as memories of last night flooded back, h

ne before her. Clutching her head as a pounding hea

a trace. This man, though she knew little about him, shook the very foundations of her self-confidence, making her hesitate for t

e villain. I never expected you to be so despicable, Melody," the words spi

mb stagnation-and to make matters worse, she had spent her first night with this man she despise

greement between us my dear from the very beginning, do you remember? W