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Chapter 6

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Samantha's POV

As I walk down the aisle with my father beside me, the only thing I can think about is how I don't even know the people sitting on the side for the bride's family and friends. Some faces I may have seen at some party or event, but some are so foreign to me that I start to think that they might be from the groom's side, but mistakenly sat down in my aisle.

This is what I'm thinking about as my heels sink into the rolled-out white carpet leading into the church. Not the fact that I
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  • The Billionaire's Plaything is his Wife   Chapter 6

    Samantha's POVAs I walk down the aisle with my father beside me, the only thing I can think about is how I don't even know the people sitting on the side for the bride's family and friends. Some faces I may have seen at some party or event, but some are so foreign to me that I start to think that they might be from the groom's side, but mistakenly sat down in my aisle.This is what I'm thinking about as my heels sink into the rolled-out white carpet leading into the church. Not the fact that I'm getting married. Not the fact that I have hardly spent even an hour with my groom. Not the fact that I'm ending up in the same situation as my parents, a situation I had sworn to avoid. No, not one of those thoughts is in my head. I guess I have finally cracked. Took me long enough.The processional song; Here Comes the Bride fills the halls. Everyone is on their feet, watching me. I would have felt nervous if my brain was displaying the right emotions for this moment, but it seemed to have s

  • The Billionaire's Plaything is his Wife   Chapter 5

    Samantha's POVLooking at myself in the full-length mirror, I run my hands down the soft silk of my wedding dress, a twenty-thousand-dollar Alice Temperley dress. It has been a month since the encounter with *him* and I'm proud to say that I have shoved it to the back of my mind where it will forever reside. The fluorescent overhead light catches against my eighteen-carat diamond ring, the ring Lucenzo had sent over the previous week. I lift my right hand to my face and pull the ring off my ring finger- to think that such a beautiful ring is all for a sham of a marriage."It's so beautiful." I'm pulled away from my thoughts by Eve's dreamy voice. I put the ring back on my finger as I turn around to face her. She is dressed in a flowery red dress as per my appointed bridesmaid. Eve and I have been friends for as long as time. Our families were friends, so we became friends by default, attended the same school, and rented an apartment off campus together where we hosted parties, to my d

  • The Billionaire's Plaything is his Wife   Chapter 4

    Lucenzo's POVThe air in the room is supercharged with unrestrained lust as the couples walk in. A woman with three men. Samantha stiffen beside me, emphasizing her presence, not like I could forget it. Samantha is the epitome of near-perfection. Just one look at the file of hers stored away in my office told me so. Ivy League School. Perfect grade. Perfect job, working for daddy. Perfect boyfriends even, but right now, standing here with that God damn dress, she looks so far removed from her perfect world. She looks like she belongs in my world...With me.Crazy.Samantha is breathing hard now and I look at the platform to see what caused it. One of the men, a shade darker than the rest, unzips his pants and takes his cock out. He reaches down and tugs at the woman's lower lip, opening her mouth for him. Then he runs his fingers through her hair and tilts her head back.“See this? This is how sluts are treated.” His voice resonates over the club and Samantha's breath hitchesHe pushes

  • The Billionaire's Plaything is his Wife   Chapter 3

    Lucenzo's POVI notice her as soon as she walks in and I am not the only one. Her outfit screams sex and calls out for attention.What is she doing here?I watch her from the end of the room. Watch her as she watches the performance, captivated by it. Watch her when she goes to the bar and that is when I move."What the fuck are you doing here?" I growl out, watching as her back stiffens before she turns around."Lucenzo?""What are you doing here?" I echo my question again."I want to talk to you." She stands up from her seat, her drink all but forgotten."This is neither the time nor the place," My voice stressed 'place'. I watch as she takes a look around. I know what she sees, men and women in all states of undress, couples fucking on the platforms, but most of all, she feels the atmosphere, sex, and lust.She snaps her gaze back to me. "You left me with no other choice. Why are you avoiding me? I just want to talk to you."A mocking laugh escapes from me before I can help it. "Av

  • The Billionaire's Plaything is his Wife   Chapter 2

    Samantha's POVThe woman is petite but curvaceous. I can see it even as she's bent over. She isn't entirely naked because her shirt is bunched up to her shoulders and a red collar is wrapped around her slender throat, but other than that, she is naked. She is bent over and her ass is pressed against the bars of the cage she is locked in, her fingers gripping the bars in front of her for purchase. The vertical lines are probably leaving lines on her ass with how hard she presses against it. Her large tits sway each time the man behind her slams his hips against her ass from outside the cage, the sounds coming out of their mouths more animalistic than human.What the hell? Where am I exactly?Tearing my eyes away from the image in front of me, I take a look around. At first glance, it is like any normal nightclub. There is a bar along the back wall and a dance floor in the center, raised like a podium, currently empty. But then I look to the end of the room, and that's when I see it. Th

  • The Billionaire's Plaything is his Wife   Chapter 1

    Samantha's POV"Did you think you could run away, princess?" he growls those words over my ears, and dread washes over me. Every sense I have, every fiber of my being is focused on one person: the man standing over me, my husband.His ocean-blue eyes are locked on mine with an intensity that makes every single part of me quake with carnal, deep primal fear. The dark red light in the room highlights various parts of him.The rope is being wrapped around me like I'm a sack of potatoes, big hands tying knots around my body with a precision that scares me to my bones.All my survival instincts for escape are pointless as he ties the rope around my hands, so tight that I know they are going to leave bruises."You thought you could run away from me." He ties the rope around my ankles, pinning me to the post. He stands up, towering over my tied-up body."You thought you could escape this monster." He nibbles my earlobe, adding a new layer to my fear."I... I'm sorr...""Shh." He pauses his m

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