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BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Chapter forty-five
ELOISE I didn't want this moment to end. it was like my body always wanted him. however a phone rang across the room.. "Ignore it" Luciano said with a deep voice.. I wasn't ready to put in mind that a phone ever rang but after about the tenth ring and my orgasm has almost reached the climax,a knock sounded on the door. With a splintering Greek curse on his lips, Luciano vaulted off the sofa and raked his hand through his hair in a gesture of fierce frustration. "‘Whatever you do, don’t move—and don’t start thinking" He said in a commanding tone and I almost nodded, laying half naked like a cheap slut on the sofa without giving a fuck. For several seconds I lay there obediently, I was still drowned by the flood of excitement he had released inside me. And then the low murmur of voices from the door at the other end of the room, Hauling my clothing back into place with clumsy hands, I sat up and scrambled upright. I was shaking like a leaf inside and out. How could I ha
Last Updated : 2025-01-14BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Chapter Forty-six
LUCIANO I was angrier than I had been in a very long time as I watched her leave. I had always appreciated the fact that ELOISE didn’t play female games with me. What she said she always meant; what she promised had always been delivered. More than anything, I hated pretence. That she should deny me when I could feel her hunger in every fibre of me annoyed me. Another knock appeared on the door and this time, I was ready to deal with whomever it was. James appeared with a smiled " I see you are not in a very bright mood. Eloise isn't either and I wonder if. Should get married so I could share my mood with my wife ""Then She'd be grumpy and frowning every single time" "Exactly what I thought of Eloise when you guys got married. I guess I wasn't wrong""Go away James. I've got no time to chitchat with you" I pushed him off the door and was about to jam it close when he swinged a brown envelope inside. I raised a brow " what's this ?"" Not a love letter" he said. James kne
Last Updated : 2025-01-15BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Chapter Forty-seven
ELOISE. The housekeeper, a trim middle-aged woman, was waiting for me at the foot of the magnificent staircase. I felt as though she had gone ten rounds with a boxer and had staggered up after being knocked out cold. Luciano would not have hesitated to take me on the sofa, and I would never have recovered from letting myself down like that.. Glancing up as I climbed the stairs, I focussed on the huge oil painting of a woman on the wall above. It stirred a vague tense feeling of jealousy. "Who’s that?" I asked immediately my eyes clicker with her beautiful painted pairs of green eyes. "The late Mrs Greco, madam" A stunningly beautiful blonde hair woman, wearing a magnificent blue evening gown and looking everlastingly hot . Mrs Greco Late? As in…dead? Luciano was a widower? Having denied that he was either married or divorced, what else could he be? My face became tight and pale, "When did she die?" "Five years ago. Around middle of the year. She died in a terrible wa
Last Updated : 2025-01-16BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Chapter forty-eight
Luciano. "How very considerate of you" I breathed with scarcely leashed impatience, forcing my attention to a level above her head while I questioned the juvenile fascination he had with her skinny little body. It was dark and I was drunk so I couldn't really recall. "Eloise, I should not need to state that I fully intend to be a father to my own children That is a duty I will not take lightly." "I'm not sure I want my children to look up to you as a role model" Eloise finally voiced and the serious gaze she said that with meant she wasn't joking a bit. " Eloise, why are you doing this? I Thought we were good. Did I do something wrong or say something to hurt you?" Eloise practically avoided my gaze and focused on a book in the shelf. "Doing what? What exactly am I doing?" I rolled my eyes. I hated when people won't come clean with their emotions. " If your uncomfortable about what happened earlier...". Eloise quickly took words out of my mouth " what's there to be uncomfo
Last Updated : 2025-01-17BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Chapter Forty-Nine
ELOISE For the past two weeks after I found my way out of Luciano's vacation home, I noticed a car stalking me every single time ..It usually waits outside for me during work and once I was done for the day, he drives behind me. At first I thought it was just a coincidence …but coincidences don’t happen every single day for two damn weeks straight. My gut told me something was off, but I’d managed to convince myself it wasn’t worth panicking over. After all, what kind of stalker uses the same car and parks in plain sight? Either they were incompetent or trying to mess with my head. Tonight, though, I’d had enough. The car had been tailing me since I left the museum and as I turned onto a quieter street, it picked up speed. The soft hum of its engine grew louder until it was impossible to ignore. My heart thumped wildly in my chest, and I gripped the steering wheel tighter, pretending I wasn’t rattled.Just keep driving. Don’t stop. Don’t engage. I assured myself, regretting why I
Last Updated : 2025-01-18BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Chapter FIFTY
ELOISEI got in the car. I told myself that this atleast would be the last favor I'd grant him and since he already apologized. "Where are we heading to?" I asked after about thirty-minutes of the ride. "We are almost here" Damon said Few minutes later, we stopped in front of a house that was well enough familiar for me. "What's this Damon?" I asked with rage burning down my heart. "I haven't sold it yet. I couldn't sell it because we built this very house together. You remembered how you wanted a vacation home very close to your father's museum but a little far from home so you could stroll down this street side by side with me to the museum to watch the paintings ""Doesn't this sound stupid to you Damon? Why are you trying to remind me of how foolish I was?" I countered back with a response he never expected. He alighted from the car and opened the passengers sit for me to alright. And I did . "I haven't changed the passcode yet. I'm not sure if you remembered. ""I sure
Last Updated : 2025-01-19BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Chapter FIFTY -ONE
ELOISE"But I would have thought of another way, I'm sorry Eloise. Atleast I owe you the Truth"I walked toward the dinning room, determined to put as much distance between us as I could. "I need to go home now please" "I will give you time to think. That's the right thing"."This isn't going to change any shit! I'm married now and you should move on" “I know about the contract, Eloise.”My heart skipped a beat, and I slowly turned to face him. “What are you talking about?”He leaned against the wall with a kin smile . “The one-year marriage contract with Luciano. You don’t need to lie. I know everything.”A mix of shock and fury surged through me. “How do you even know about that?” I demanded, stepping toward him. “Have you been spying on me?”Damon shrugged, his calm demeanor annoying “Let’s just say I have my ways. And for what it’s worth, I think it’s pathetic.”“Excuse me?” I hissed, my hands clenching into fists. “You don’t get to judge me, Damon. Not after everything you’ve
Last Updated : 2025-01-20BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Chapter FIFTY -Two
LUCIANO.I sat on the edge of the couch, my phone clutched so tightly in my hand that my knuckles ached. It had been hours—hours—since Eloise headed home , and she wasn't back yet . This past few days has been hostile between the both of us but I seriously wasn't expecting her to decline my offer to driver her home. The triplets were scattered around me, their small voices filling the empty air, but none of their words could drown out the anxiety eating at me. It wasn't safe out there. Especially for her. "Daddy, when’s mommy coming home?" Nicole asked, his small brow furrowed as he tugged at the sleeve of my shirt. His voice was the soft, sweet sound of a child’s curiosity, but I could hear the worry there, too. . "I’m not sure, buddy," I said, forcing a smile, though it felt like it cracked when it reached my lips. "She’s probably just stuck in traffic. You know how that goes."But I didn’t believe it. Eloise always checked in. Always. She'd text me that she's stuck or she'd be
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DAMIEN POVWe moved quickly, staying low, and taking cover behind the nearest warehouse. My heart thudded in my chest, but I didn’t let it show. Every muscle was coiled with anticipation. Eva was close. I could feel it. And I was going to make sure Marcus didn’t get away with what he had done.I signaled to Marco to take the left side, while I led the team to the right, the area where Marcus’s phone had been traced to. The building was run-down, the kind of place where people went to disappear. But this wouldn’t be where Marcus disappeared. This was where his story would end.I couldn’t let him hurt Eva.As we closed the distance, I signaled to my men to stay alert. I was just a few feet from the entrance when I heard a noise. It was a slight scuffle followed by a faint whimper. It was enough to make my blood run cold. Eva.I moved forward, silently, my hand on the grip of my gun, eyes scanning for any sign of Marcus. There was no room for error. We couldn’t risk a standoff. We had t
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DAMIEN"No,’ Chairman Huxley said. ‘We found out late tonight. A call came through, and the man on the phone threatened to kill Eva if the FBI or the cops are brought in.I need your help,’ he said, appealing to me ‘I have to get my daughter back safely.I clenched my fist. Marcus just doesn't know the boundaries that are not meant to be crossed. How dare he kidnap my wife in my absence. He didn't even try to be anonymous. He fucking told her father he was Marcus. Which means he has so much guts and no fear. "Well, ‘this is unusual. Of course, I understand the situation, and if you wish to pay him in that fashion, I can arrange it. However, I never recommend paying kidnappers and, believe me, I’ve had my share of threats.’‘What would you do?’ Chairman Huxley asked."I wouldn’t call in the FBI, they’re useless,’ I said. ‘I have my own people who use the latest technology. When he phones again, we can put that into action."He’s calling tomorrow at 10 a.m.""Where?""L.A.," Chairma
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Eva.Finally I got it. This was no joke.When I’d started to struggle with the short man, he’d run out of the room, slamming the door in my face and locking it so I couldn’t get out.Shit! I thought, looking around. I really am a captive.There were no windows, a stone floor, a big old heavy door, a rickety cot with a stained mattress in the corner, an old blanket and a bucket.I'm screwed.How had this happened?I shut my eyes for a moment, trying to summon all the strength I could. Don’t panic, A little voice whispered in my head. Stay calm. You will get out of this.The short man with the pop eyes had tried to force some pills into my mouth. I’d kicked him in the balls and the pills had scattered on the ground. If I’d been quicker, I might have reached the door before him, but he was fast for such an unfit-looking man. Strong and smelly, too. I wrinkled my nose in disgust.Kidnapped. It seemed like a plot from a movie. No wonder I felt so sick, they’d obviously used somethi
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A year later.Brenda's pov"From the moment we met, I liked you. I think about you all the time and I even dreamt about you at night. I know this might seem sudden but I don't think I can wait any longer"I smiled. Watching Micheal from across the table in the fancy exquisite restaurant. He knelt on one knee and brought a ring box out of his jacket pocket, the velvet catching the soft candlelight between us. My breath hitched as he opened it to reveal a delicate diamond solitaire, shimmering like a secret under the stars."Will you marry me?" he asked, with a low earnest voice , his eyes locked on mine like I was the only person in his world.For a heartbeat, the whole restaurant seemed to fade away the clink of glasses, the low hum of conversation, even the soft classical music floating through the air. All I could see was him, his trembling hand, and the hope in his eyes.Tears welled up before I could stop them. Not because I was surprised—but because I had waited so long to hear
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Eva I woke up two weeks later “Eva, come home right now.”The urgency in my father’s voice froze me in place. I dropped my phone and rushed out, not even bothering to change out of Damien's pajamas. Yes his own because they are bigger and thicker and the weather is just damn too cold. Within seconds, I was behind the wheel of my Land Rover, tearing down the road, my heart pounding with worry.This wasn’t like Chairman Huxley. My father never called like that—never sounded that rattled. A thousand thoughts flooded my mind, each worse than the last. Was he sick again? Had something happened? I imagined him on the bed whimpering about how he loves me and that I should take care of myself. Oh God! I dreaded that thought. I must agree that the worst part of having parents is watching them grow old I parked haphazardly in front of the house, not caring that the tires weren’t straight or that I’d blocked part of the driveway. Kicking the door open, I ran up the stairs, two s
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EvaThis isn’t what I was expecting at all. Ever since I got back, I’ve been starving myself. Not on purpose, okay, maybe a little out of pride. I've texted Damien for his address so I can easily order something to eat but he won't reply and I wasn't going to call him Gosh I literally haven’t eaten a single thing today and I slept off only to wake up by past 11pm. my stomach is punishing me for my negligence. The growling is so loud it could probably summon the dead. I tried to sleep, I really did, but the hunger pangs were too painful to ignore.It was too late to order anything. No restaurants will be open for delivery. So I was left with the one option I always end up taking a midnight snack.I tiptoed to the kitchen like a thief, praying not to wake anyone. The first time I tried this at home, Chairman Huxley nearly turned my head into a pancake with a frying pan. He thought I was a burglar. I still don’t understand why he chose a frying pan of all things. What if
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Eva’s POV“What am I doing? Seriously?” I asked, trying not to let the irritation in my voice rise too much. His cold tone had sparked an ache I couldn’t quite describe. I only wanted to celebrate with him, to share in his moment and maybe, just for a second, pretend there was something real between us.But apparently, even pretending was asking too much.The audience hadn’t picked up on the tension between us yet. We were both still smiling like a picture-perfect couple. All fake. All for show.“You should stop acting up, Eva,” Damien muttered under his breath, though his smile remained intact, perfectly sculpted for the cameras that wouldn’t stop clicking. "Or else I will do this" He pulled me closer, his arm tightening around my waist as if this moment actually meant something. His lips cut mine I was so flustered by the sudden kiss . What was he doing. This is going overboard To the watching world, we were the romantic headline of the week: Office Romance Goals—The Alexa
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Eva's POV"Get up."The deep voice cut through my sleep. Blinking my eyes open, I saw Damien standing in front of me. My surroundings felt unfamiliar—this wasn’t the plush hotel suite we’d stayed in the night before."Where…?" I began to ask, startled and confused. I felt embarrassed to be so disoriented.“We’re back in the States. Now get up. The car is already waiting,” Damien said, his tone sharp and devoid of warmth.Back in the States? My mind raced. I didn’t remember boarding a plane, let alone arriving here. The last thing I recalled was collapsing into bed, exhausted from the gala night. We were supposed to stay for two weeks, not just one. So why the sudden change?I covered my face with my hands, trying to wake up fully—and to hide the panic rising inside me. Something didn’t feel right.“Come on! I have things to do,” Damien snapped, grabbing my wrist and dragging me toward the exit. I stumbled down the stairs, still groggy and struggling to keep up with his long strides.W
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Eva’s POVThe suite was quiet . The kind of silence that presses against your ears, heavy and watchful. I stared at the three dresses laid out on the bed, each more extravagant than the last. velvet. Midnight blue silk. Gold sequins.All picked by Damien not me. Apparently, even my wardrobe was part of the arrangement.I chose the midnight blue one. It was elegant but simple, the kind of gown that didn’t scream for attention, but still turned heads. As I stepped into the walk-in closet and zipped it up, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror.My makeup was flawless. My hair swept into soft waves. I looked… expensive. But I didn’t feel that way.Not when my heart was still sore from this morning. Not when I still heard Damien’s voice in my head like a cruel echo. “After the divorce, I doubt I’ll even remember your face.”I grabbed the silver heels from the box on the wardrobe and slipped them on just as the door creaked open.Damien stepped in.He wore a black tux, with a dark bo
