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The Billion Dollar Wife #21.
The interior of the limousine was thick with the scent of expensive leather and the staccato rhythm of Dominic’s voice. Ava sat beside him, her spine pressing against the seat until it felt like a board. He was hunched over his phone, his jaw working as he barked orders to a world that moved at his command.Finally, he ended the call with a flick of his thumb. He didn't look at her immediately, his gaze fixed on the tinted window as the city blurred past."Did you pack everything you needed?" he asked, his voice dropping low."Yes," Ava replied, her hands folded tightly in her lap.Dominic turned toward her then, his expression unreadable. He reached into the inner pocket of his charcoal jacket and withdrew a sleek, matte black card. He held it out between two fingers, a silent offering."If you find you’ve forgotten anything—or if you simply want more—use this," he said. "It has no limit. Buy whatever suits you."Ava stared at the card, the gravity of his wealth manifesting in a smal
The Billion Dollar Wife #20.
Ava stared back at him, her chin tilted at an angle that spoke of a defiance her trembling hands couldn't quite mask. Dominic straightened up, his movements fluid. He reached out, his fingers brushing the hem of her gown where it had ridden up against her thighs and smoothed the silk down over her knees with a gesture that felt less like gallantry."You might want to start packing for our honeymoon," he said, his voice dropping into a low, detached tone."Honeymoon?" Ava’s voice tripped over the word, her eyes widening in genuine shock. Dominic locked eyes with her, his gaze as cold as the marble floors under them. "Do not look at me with such expectation, Ava. I didn't organize this farce. A vacation is the last thing on my mind, and quite frankly, the last thing I have time for. But it seems my father has decided we need to play the part of the blissful newlyweds for the world to see.""Where are we going?" she asked, her heart hammering a rhythm against her ribs."Italy," he repl
The Billion Dollar Wife #19.
The journey back from the gala was a stifling affair and with Dominic’s unspoken fury. He sat in the far corner of the leather seat, his profile a silhouette against the passing city lights. He didn't look at her, didn't move, didn't breathe a single word. The violence of the corridor still hung about him. Ava watched him from the corner of her eye, carefully. The silence pressed down on her chest, but she refused to break it first.Good.Let him stew in it.Let him feel it.When the car finally came to a halt within the safety of the estate. Dominic stepped out the moment the door was opened, his stride long and purposeful as he vanished into the house without a backward glance."Dominic!" Ava called out, her voice echoing off the stone walls of the garage.He didn't stop. He didn't even flinch. He simply continued on, his back a wall of unyielding charcoal wool. Ava watched him go, a slow, calculated smirk spreading across her lips once he was out of sight.“Possessive,” she murmur
The Billion Dollar Wife #18.
Dominic didn’t just approach, he laid claim, his arms winding around her waist from behind with a possessive force that left no room for escape. The man saw this a scramble away immediately. "Why are you trying to get their attention?" he murmured against the shell of her ear, his voice a low rasp.Ava went rigid, the sweetness of a berry bursting on her tongue like a secret. She forced herself to remain calm, though her heart was performing a rhythm against her ribs. "I’m not doing anything, Dominic. I’m simply eating berries.""Every man in this room has been tracking you like a hungry hyena from the second you stepped inside," he growled, his grip tightening until the silk of her dress groaned. "Every eye is on you, Ava. You’re practically glowing under their scrutiny.""It isn’t my fault," she whispered, leaning back just enough to feel the solid, unyielding plane of his chest. "I didn't ask them to look."He raked his eyes slowly over the curve of her shoulder, his gaze heavy an
The Billion Dollar Wife #17.
The interior of the limousine and the ride was quiet. Dominic sat in the darkness of the plush seat, his gaze fixed on Ava with an intensity that lacked even a shred of modesty. He didn’t hide his scrutiny, his eyes moved over the shimmering gold of her gown, tracing the lines of her throat and the way the silk clung to her frame.Ava felt the weight of his stare. She shifted, the sequins of her dress whispering against the upholstery. Eventually, she couldn't help herself and met his gaze. Her pulse skipped, and she offered him a small, nervous smile that barely reached her eyes before she looked away, swallowing hard against the tightness in her throat.Dominic didn't look away. He turned his head slightly, his eyes performing another slow, thorough sweep of her silhouette."Why are you looking at me like that?" Ava asked, her voice quiet but edged with the friction of the evening."It’s nothing I haven’t seen before," Dominic replied, his tone clipped and cool. He adjusted the cuff
The Billion Dollar Wife #16.
The silence of Dominic’s departure the following day had lingered for a full day, He had been absent, ava retreated to the velvet sofa, her mind looping through the man’s instructions.The sudden knock at the front door shattered the quiet. Before she could rise, a small procession of women entered the foyer. They moved with elegant urgency, their arms draped with heavy garment bags and their hands clutching professional makeup kits that clinked softly with the promise of a transformation."Hi, you must be Ava," one of the women said, offering a polite but distant smile that suggested she was used to dealing with the wives of powerful men.Ava’s face scrunched in a moment of confusion, her guard rising instinctively. "Yes, I am," she responded, her voice cautious."Dominic sent us," the woman explained, smoothing the plastic of a garment bag. "We’re here to prepare you for the gala. We have the Dior selections ready."The tension in Ava’s shoulders dissolved, replaced by a sudden spar
The Billion Dollar Wife #10.
The drive back home from the warehouse was a blur of rain-slicked pavement and the low hum of the Mercedes. Dominic gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white against the leather. The exhaustion was more than physical. The crisis at the docks had been handled with his usual ruthless way but the
The Billion Dollar Wife #9.
Ava stood frozen under the spray, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. Then, she heard it, the distinct, heavy click of the bedroom door settling into its frame.She reached out with a trembling hand and wrenched the handle, killing the flow of water instantly. The sudden sile
The Billion Dollar Wife #8.
Ava stiffened, her lungs seizing as she drew in a ragged, shallow breath. "You must be out of your mind!" she roared, the sound tearing from her throat in a rasp.She lunged for the door, her fingers clawing at the polished wood, desperate for the hallway, for the street, for anywhere that wasn't
The Billion Dollar Wife #7.
The ride back from the chapel was defined by a silence. Dominic sat reclined in the leather seat, his attention fixed entirely on his phone. The blue light from the screen cast a cold hue over his features, making his expression unreadable, almost statuesque. He didn’t offer a single glance toward
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