The Billionaire's Perfect Wife

Prologue - Who do you think you are?I walk into the darken bar, I walk up to the bar I place my purse on the dark countertop. I take a seat and my eyes fall around the room. He’s not here yet. I stop myself from tapping my foot nervously. I hated these meetings. I cross my legs one over the other.The bar is famous for being discreet, a place you could come to, and no one will know who you are. It’s an upscale bar, used by the rich and famous, dirty Politian’s it looks like Las Vegas threw up in here. From the pink flamingos at the door to the show girls on the stage.I hated meeting here, but it was the only place could meet with him. He was known for hiding in the shadows. He was known for his games more than anything. He was worldwide known for his attention to detail as well as his love for being a playboy. Meeting with him more than once a week was so damn risky it could blow up in my face one day. Not that I have much time though.I flag down the bartender at the end of the bar

Chapter 2 – Hate you.Allister CrossPOVI can recount every second of the worst day of my life. The day my father sold my soul to the devil. To the Ricci family.Antonella Ricci or Antonella Cross now.Seven years ago, her father struck a deal with my father and that’s how our marriage came about. I was dating my then girlfriend Scarlett Harper. Though I refuse to call the witch my wife. I remember the day my life was taken from me like it was yesterday.Of course, I would never disrespect Scarlett like that and have her as a mistress, so we broke up a year before the wedding. I had any public appearances with the witch. She has everybody charmed; I was not so easily charmed.Starting a charity, noble now all of the world loves her. The woman could do no damn wrong in their eyes.She wore a simple dress out in the streets, the next day it’s sold out an hour after the store is opened.I couldn’t understand their love for her. Why would they love the devil herself?"Those for the vote.

chapter 4 – AnatomyAntonella CrossPOV“Wendy, I promise I’ll do everything in my power to help you.” I take her hands in mine.A smile finally forms on her face. Her face is swollen and beaten black and blue.“Thank you, Jianna. Thank you so much for helping me. When Arla told me about you, I didn’t believe her at first, but I didn’t believe her.” she confesses.Arla Quinton, a woman I helped vanish from her abusive father, her father and Wendy’s husband are friends. Wendy was forced to marry a man twice her age because her father only cared about money. “I’ll contact you as soon as everything is sorted. Do everything you’d normally do. Don’t pack any clothes. No personal belongings… I want to stress the fact that you’ll have to leave everything behind…” I look right into her eyes; I wanted her to know how serious I am.“I have to do this. I found out I’m pregnant last week. I can’t be with him anymore…” she says. My eyes widen. Carter’s not going to like this. We’ll need to use a

Chapter 6 – PaperAllister CrossPOV Finally having a moment to myself away from my mother’s prying eyes and my daughter’s questions about her mother. I go through the media reports. My assistant should have taken care of this.Why the hell is it everywhere? Why hasn’t Larce’s side taken care of this damn reports?Dear God! I’m surprised my father wasn’t the one going down my throat this morning.One headline catches my attention.Breaking news Allister Cross leaves Gala with ex-girlfriend while his wife is away.It takes everything in me not to roll my eyes.Trouble in paradise in the Cross residence???How unoriginal, if there was trouble in paradise me going home with Larce would be the last of our problems.I’m seen with one woman and suddenly I’m getting a divorce and I’m a terrible husband, yet Antonella is seen with multiple men, but no one ever says anything.Allister cross seen spending most of the evening with ex Larce BowenHas the perfect family started to show cracks?I

Chapter 8 - Soon you’ll get betterAllister CrossPOVRING RING RINGThe sound of my phone ringing wakes me from my sleep. My head pounding. I feel like a truck had run over my head at least ten thousand times.Bloody hell did I drink too much last night? Did I drink last night?Too lazy to get up, while laying on my stomach I reach for my phone on my bedside table. I answer the call without looking who it is.“What?” I bark. Who had the nerve to call me this early in the morning? It was morning right? I didn’t even care to open my eyes.“Sir we’ve got a problem...” My assistant says.I sit up “What? What’s going on? Has a deal fallen through?” I ask confused.I look around the room and see my daughter asleep beside me... When did Leah sneak in here? I sigh standing up from the bed. I walk out of my room and close the door so she could sleep on.“Sir Mrs. Cross is the hospital. Someone got pictures of her being escorted out of a hotel by paramedics yesterday afternoon its all over t