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The Billionaire's Revengeful Wife Court hearing
ROSALIE'S POV ~The morning air felt heavier than usual as I stepped out of the car and onto the marble floors of the company’s entrance. My heels clicked sharply, echoing through the hallway. The staff I passed smiled and greeted me with the usual polite enthusiasm.“Good morning, ma’am.”“Morning, Miss Rosalie.”I nodded gently in return, keeping my mask of calm intact. Isla, ever dutiful and always on time, stood waiting inside my office, back straight, her hands clasped neatly in front of her. The moment I stepped in, she moved toward me with practiced grace.“Good morning, ma’am,” she said softly, taking my bag from my shoulder and placing it on the desk. “I hope you slept well?”I managed a small smile. Forced, brittle.“As well as anyone can,” I replied, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. “Please serve me all of the pending paperwork immediately. I don’t want any delays today.”“Of course,” she said with a polite smile. “I already made your coffee the way you like it. I’
The Billionaire's Revengeful Wife She's mine
ROSALIE'S POV~The next morning, I felt the warmth beside me was gone.My fingers curled against the empty sheet where Ezra had been, and my brows furrowed as my eyes cracked open to morning light. His scent still lingered, clinging faintly to the pillow, to me, but the man himself… he was nowhere in sight.I sat up slowly, the sheet slipping off my bare chest, and I scanned the room, my heart dropping a little at the stillness. No sound of water running. No creak of the floorboard near the door. Nothing. Just silence.I reached for my phone and tapped the screen. No message.I called."Number unreachable."My chest tightened.Pulling the duvet with me, I swung my legs over the bed and sat there for a second, a hollow ache crawling up my spine. Guilt scratched at the back of my throat. I lied to him. I knew it. He looked me in the eye last night and said he believed me… kissed my hand like I was something fragile and sacred.And I… God… I lied.The panic from yesterday had clawed its
The Billionaire's Revengeful Wife Lied to me
EZRA'S POV~Her body’s tangled with mine—skin on skin, heat still lingering between us, breaths uneven and shallow like we just survived something. Maybe we did. Maybe this was survival, in the most intimate form.I drag my fingers down her bare back, slowly, lazily, like I never want to stop touching her. And God, I don’t. I feel her shiver a little as my fingertips graze the dip of her spine. I smirk against her hair and press my nose to it, inhaling deeply.“Mmm. You smell like peaches and sin,” I murmur against her damp skin. “I’m fucked.”Rosalie giggles softly, her voice a little hoarse. “You were already fucked the moment I walked into your life, Ezra.”“Touché,” I grin, and tilt her head back gently to look at me. Her eyes are heavy-lidded, glowing with that post-orgasm haze, and still… still she looks like trouble. My kind of trouble.“You okay?” I ask, brushing a damp strand of hair from her cheek.She nods, humming. “Better than okay. You?”I kiss her shoulder slowly, then
The Billionaire's Revengeful Wife You're such a good girl.
EZRA'S POV~I fucked her harder, gripping her curves, pounding into her, her breathless moans fueling me. "That's it, baby," I grunted, "Come on my cock. I want to feel you shudder for me." She moved in rhythm with me, ignorant of anything other than my cock stretching her walls with each plunge. I felt her climax building, her pussy clenching, trying to keep me deep inside. Rosalie's tits bouncing with every deep thrust. Her arms reached upwards to grasp the edges of the counter, as I pushed her thighs wider, allowing me to impale her with long, relentless strokes. Her cries filled the room, her pussy gripping my cock tightly as I grunted, "That's it, baby. Take your my cock. Come on.”Rosalie's head lolled back, her long hair cascading downwards. "Fuck, Ezra..." she whimpered, her body tensing. I knew she was close. I gripped her hip harder and changed my angle to slide over her G-spot. "Don't lose it, not yet," I growled, pounding into her wetness. Her arms flew around my neck, h
The Billionaire's Revengeful Wife Every time, you move, every time, you breathe, it's mine.
EZRA'S POV~My fingers delved into her curls, fisting her locks, holding her in place, wringing tiny gasps of pain and pleasure from her lips. "You're mine, Rosalie," I growled against her skin, trailing hot kisses down her jaw, her neck, claiming her fiercely. Her curves yielded to my rough touch, her body arching on the Calcutta marble. "Say it, Rosalie." My command burned in her ear. "You're mine, Rosalie. No other man will ever touch you." I nibbled on her earlobe, feeling her quake against my body. My other hand snaked down to cup her large breast, kneading her softness. "And now, my love, I'll claim this pussy with my hand.”My hand slipped between her thighs, her breath hitched as I dragged it upward. Her legs parted under my touch, and I knew she was mine, without her having to say the words. She was already wet for me. I slid my fingers over her silk panties, not rushing, feeling the heat of her core through her thin underwear. "You're soaked, my love," I chuckled in her ear
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EZRA'S POV~The Rolls Royce slowed to a smooth stop in front of my penthouse, the engine purring quietly. Rosalie, of course, wasn’t looking at the luxury. Her brow furrowed, eyes darting to the looming structure before us.“We’re here?” she asked, voice tinged with confusion. “I thought we were going to the hospital, or... to your main house?”I shot her a look, letting a mischievous smirk curl on my lips. There was something about seeing her like this, unfamiliar with my world that made everything just a little bit more exciting.“No,” I said, leaning back in my seat and giving her a wink. “I’m getting treated here. At my place.”Her lips parted in surprise, but before she could process it, I was already out of the car, the heavy doors opening for me, guards immediately taking position around the perimeter, their cold eyes scanning every inch of the surroundings. I reached for the door and opened it, holding my hand out to her. “Come on, sweetheart.”She hesitated for a beat, but t
The Billionaire's Revengeful Wife Have you been betraying me?
DAMIEN'S POV~It was quiet. Too quiet.I sat in the back seat, legs spread, elbows resting on my thighs, staring dead ahead at the massive glass building that housed Ezra's empire. His precious enterprise. Cold, towering, gleaming like a monument to everything I hated.My driver sat silently up front, his back straight, eyes forward, too afraid to glance at me. Smart man. There was something ugly crawling under my skin, and I was one wrong word away from snapping.And still, the silence bled into my bones.Rosalie was… pregnant?The word felt foreign in my head. Heavy. Sticky. Like oil in water. It didn’t fit. It didn’t make sense.Was it mine? Or was it Ezra’s?No. No, no fucking way.I know her. I made her. I broke her down, reshaped her, tested her loyalty like a scientist dissecting a body. Again. And again. And again.She never failed me.Not once.Rosalie was obsessed with me. She loved me so much it hurt. She begged me for scraps, swallowed my lies, waited through my silences,
The Billionaire's Revengeful Wife What do you mean by baby?
ROSALIE'S POV ~He dropped to his knees.One leg first, slow like some damned martyr and I swear I heard my heart stop. I took a step back, barely aware of my body moving, just staring at him like he was a stranger.What the hell was this?Damien’s head tilted up, eyes locking on mine, and he stretched his arms out, wide and open. “What more do you want from me, Rosalie?” His voice cracked, but not from pain. From desperation. “I’m here. On my knees. For you. I’ve never…never done this for anyone. You want me humbled? You want me broken? You’ve got it. But I’m not walking away without you. You’re coming back. I’ll make sure of it. That’s final.”I stared at him, mouth twitching, but it wasn’t grief curling in my chest.It was disgust.A short, sharp laugh escaped me. Not because he was funny. Because he looked pathetic. A man who had ripped everything out of me was now kneeling in a puddle of his own delusion.“You should see yourself,” I said. “Actually no. You need to. Go find a mi
The Billionaire's Revengeful Wife I feel for you is disgust.
ROSALIE'S POV~Ezra was seconds from losing it.I could feel the fury humming through his body, his hand tightening on mine, his jaw ticking. He was about to snap at Natasha, when a voice resounded. That voice."That’s cute. Never figured you for a man who liked leftovers."Silence. Deafening, bloody silence.Every molecule in the room turned its head in horror, like they felt the insult ripple through the air. I didn’t have to look.I already knew. Stupid Damien.The sound of his voice alone made my spine snap straight. Made my stomach twist into something sharp and livid. My body rose before my brain could stop me, fists clenched at my sides so hard my nails bit into my palms.I didn’t dare look at him.Because if I did, I might actually fly across the table and claw his eyes out. Right here. In front of Ezra. In front of the board. In front of God.Ezra moved too, rising tall and slow like a storm building up pressure. His arm slid around my waist, tight, warm, possessive. He pull
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