Trapped With The Billionaire

“You don't need to work! You can keep on being the perfect wife you have always been! Why can't you just do that?” Lucas West yelled at his wife. He was fuming as he stared at her in anger. Aria, his wife, remained unmoved. This is not the first time she has been yelled at by her beloved spouse. His new attitude just started recently and Aria wondered what was behind it. He was now returning home late at night, and the sight of her seemed to disgust him. What was once a perfect family was now crushing slowly. “But–” “–I'll speak and hear no more of this,” he abruptly interrupted. He then grabbed his briefcase from the couch and stormed out of the house in anger. When he was gone, Aria let out a deep breath, one she had been holding in. She sniffled and tried not to imagine any negative thoughts. Memories of their once beautiful relationship came flooding back into her mind, and that strengthened her. “Maybe he has been overworking himself,” she said to herself, sinc

Aria arrived at Damien's Penthouse, an opulently decorated residence. She was astounded by the contemporary architectural design, which she had never seen before. He led her into the building and took her directly to a room, “This would be your room.” he announced as he closed the door before them. Aria's gaze wandered across the room, which, unlike the one she shared with Lucas, was lovely and well decorated. Before she could say a word, Lucas was already in front of her. His gaze lingered on her brown, melting eyes, which defied innocence before shifting to her heart-shaped lips. He licked his lips, wanting to have a taste of the plumpness in hers. Aria, on the other hand, was stiffened. She was unable to move her body as he stood before her. With one hand, Damien raised her chin towards his face, making her close her eyes. He gazed at her attractiveness as she closed her eyes, one which had piqued his interest in her. He wondered why any man would reject her for anothe

Aria heaved a sigh of relief as soon as she entered her room. She was relieved that the day was over so she could finally get some rest. She was now a legal wife to the youngest billionaire, something that was beyond her wildest dreams. She had thought she would spend her whole life with Lucas and her children, but it wasn't the case now, and she had flushed those thoughts from her mind. Now, she was moving forward to her next action. “Have I mentioned that you look really sexy?” A voice asked as she was about to pull her dress. She swiftly turned to see Damien as he strode in, still fully dressed in his suit and pants. “Mr. Damien,” Aria said softly. Damien grinned. “Quit using the honorifics, after all we are married, aren't we?” Aria was speechless. “What sexy name would you like me to call you?” Damien asked with a seductive smile as he stroked his fingertips around her neck. “I–” “–Shhh,” he laid his finger on her lips, “Don't say a word, darling.” In an i

“Did the talk with the HR work?” Lucas asked Isabella as she paced around the bedroom in anger. “He said he cannot do anything to revoke it.” Isabella said in a low tone. “Aren't you the same person that claims to always get what you want? What about now? Will you let them retain that lowly woman?” Isabella lifted her hands in annoyance, “Can you please keep quiet? Can't you see I am trying to think about the whole goddamn thing?” “I still wonder how she was able to secure a position like that.” Lucas continued, ignoring the tantrum displayed by his lover. Suddenly, Isabella took a pause from pacing and turned to face Lucas, “I presume you gave her those files to send to you, right?” “Yes–I did,” Lucas answered, unsure of what she planned to do next. “Let's start from there,” Isabella said, “I don't think she will be able to finish the load of work by tomorrow. If she is unable, we may have a justification to report her to the HR.” Lucas nodded slowly, “What if she del

Aria smiles as she walks into the penthouse, glad that she is finally making progress. With Nicholas, she has a chance to execute her strategy. She intends to take advantage of the young man in order to get revenge on Lucas. “Where are you coming from?” A voice thundered. Damien was right in front of her and his demeanor is not pleasing at all. Aria smiled again, “I was at a restaurant having dinner with a friend.” “A friend?” Damien repeated, as he walked towards her and grabbed her wrist lightly. “What is wrong and where are you taking me to?” Aria asked as she struggled to get out of his grip. Damien remained silent and escorted her to a room. When he closed the door, he released her wrist. “What did you do that for?!” “Who did you have dinner with?” Damien asked as he removed his tie. “A friend,” Aria repeated with a weird look on her face. She wondered what had gotten into him. “Who the hell is this damn friend?” Damien asked as he reached into his pockets and brought