MY BILLIONAIRE HUSBAND WANTS ANOTHER

Bianca“You’ve got no right to dictate what happens here, we’re gonna pick her up, and that’s final,” my husband, Liam, shot the words at me, gripping the wheel tightly, and I went mute.We had to address the elephant in the room.Kira Wilson.Liam’s childhood friend, whom he took dearly as a sister.It’s been three months since Liam and I got married, and not felt a single feeling of true marital bliss.We were on our way to the grand opening of the Smith Towers, a new subsidiary largely owned by my father-in-law Frederick Smith. This was our first event together as a couple and Liam insisted that Kira joins our ride. What was it with Kira?We arrived at her residence and without a single word to me, Liam jumped out and headed into the house. Moments later he walked up to the car hand in hand with Kira, both of them laughing loudly at God knows what, and my stomach churned.“Hi Bianca, it’s good to see you. You look lovely.” Kira said, her smile dripping with sarcasm.“Same here, Ki

Bianca“What the hell are you talking about?” I asked, turning to look at Dad, confusion tightening my chest. “ I never signed no papers,”“Remember when I asked for your signature on some family asset? He asked, locking eyes with me, “There was no asset, you signed a binding lifetime marital contract,”At his words, my heart dropped, and I let out a gasp.I couldn’t believe my ears. I’d been deceived.“How could you Gary,” Mum shouted, her eyes fixed on him.“I did what I had to do Martha,” he replied “you both ought to be grateful to me, I gave her a better chance at life, for us all,”“You’re unbelievable,” Mum muttered, “how could you do this to our daughter?”“You.. monster,” I whispered at last, my voice trembling. “How could you?”Silent tears slid down my face, and my jaw clenched.I wasn’t going to let some Goddamn papers scare me.“I don’t care about some stupid papers you cooked up, my marriage to Liam is over. I’d advise you to tell them to expect the divorce papers any m

Bianca“Dad,” Liam called out, his voice suddenly straight as he straightened, his unbuttoned shirt still hanging loosely on his body. “What.. what are you doing here?”Fredrick stepped in slowly, staring at us, arms folded.“I was headed to my quarters,” he said slowly, “when I heard raised voices.” he stared closely at us. “So who exactly needs protecting.. and from what?”“Oh, common Dad,” Liam said, forcing a laugh. Eavesdropping now? We’re a married couple, for crying out loud.”He let out a nervous chuckle, placed a hand on my waist, and pulled me close, and I felt a sudden warmth.“Just a little friendly banter, nothing serious,” he added, glancing at me with a soft smile.“Tell him, babe,”“Yes.. of course, Mr Fredrick, it was nothing serious at all,” I managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper.“Oh, Bianca quit with formalities,” Fredrick said,” it’s Dad to you now, you’re part of the family now.”“Okay Dad,” I forced a small laugh, glancing briefly at Liam, who now kep

LiamI woke up earlier than usual, unable to sleep. Kira kept slipping into my thoughts, so did Bianca, and our mess of a marriage.I wasn’t supposed to defend her at the gala last night, but I did.Why?What was it about her that made me act against everything I’d planned?I poured some wine into a glass and took a slow sip, trying to steady my thoughts.Belinda burst in, her breath short.“Sir there are some strange-looking men here to see you,” she said, voice shaking.I looked up sharply, my grip tightening around the glass.“Who are they? What do they want?”“They wouldn’t say. Just that they must see you immediately.” she said.I set the glass down, my heart beating fast.“Get my wife," I said coldly. “Now. And let them in,” I added.“Yes, sir,” she replied quickly, before hurrying out.I walked into the living room and saw two men standing stiffly. One of them introduced himself and accused us of some silly crimes.He went further to accuse Bianca of leaking some confidential

Bianca “What the hell is going on,” I managed to utter again as I glanced at the photo.Adrian looked up to me, his tone grave.“Bianca, someone is trying to erase you.”“Kira,” I blurted out, my voice low and tired.“What the hell are you talking about?” Liam asked, raising an eyebrow.“She threatened me back at the party Liam, you must believe me, I had nothing to do with this,” I said pointing towards the laptop.“Excuse us, Adrian,” Liam said, raising a brow as he took my hand and led me out of the living room.He stopped and turned to face me, standing so close our faces nearly touched. He leaned in slightly, and for a second, I thought he was going to kiss me. I could feel his warm breath on my face, and my throat tightened as I swallowed hard.“From now on, never mention Kira’s name again,” he said in a low, firm voice. “Especially not to Adrian or my father.”I blinked in confusion, my voice trembling “Why not? She might be behind all this,” I said carefully, watching him.