บททั้งหมดของ The Betrayed Wife Is A Secret Billionaire : บทที่ 161 - บทที่ 170

KennaThe meeting is dragging, it is all about our new development in Asia. I didn’t even know Isaac was expanding into Asia. Holy smokes, why didn’t anyone inform me? This is utterly ridiculous. I have only been out of HQ for a couple of weeks on the tour and nobody thought to inform me via messaging or email. Why wasn’t I included? Maybe it was because Isaac had decided to drop a bombshell.In any case the unit looks impressive over twenty floors high, all smoked glass on the outside from the generated images. “And the projections?” I ask our head accountant, he looks like he has aged since I was last in HQ. I am not surprised with this new development and where is our CFO? He runs through the figures and I have to admit they are impressive, we will be hiring only local people nobody will be hired from outside the area. “And we are sure there is expertise locally?”“Yes, we have done a lot of research, Miss Bodega. You know we wouldn’t even be considering this as an option if it

KennaTalk about having to do a man’s job and if you want anything done, then do it yourself. Honestly, I thought Xander had more balls than that. Although I do surprise myself with how brave and bold I am right now. There is too much to lose with a man like Antonio out there trying to harm me to get back at Xander. I have no hesitation in having someone shit the life out of him or even wipe him off this planet. But how I am now involved yet again in Xander’s business is unbelievable.I call Dante and wait for him to pick up. My whole day has been literally turned upside down. The meetings I was supposed to have are now cancelled and shifted out. The flight I wanted to take to go and visit Riley was also moved out. Fucking pisses me right off. His phone picks up.“Kenna, everything okay?”“No, Dante, not really. Xander has told me everything and it isn’t good. This Antonio guy thinks he has some kind of debt owing to him because of Violet and her drug running days. Who knew, eh, that

Kenna“What a day, the worst,” I say to Dante as I wrap my arms around his trim waist in the kitchen. I’ve kicked off my heels that were making my feet ache and now he towers over me. I inhale his masculine fragrance, woodsy and citrus. I love it. He kisses the top of my head.“I’m just glad you are safe and well, Kenna. I have decided that whatever this Antonio guy wants, I will pay it.”I move out of the circle of his strong arms, “what the hell? No way. It is Xander’s problem, Dante. You can’t just pay someone off. I told you we should do something a lot stronger and get rid of him.”“My decision, Kenna, is final. I want this chapter over and done with. I do not want your precious being in any danger. He is a money man, he doesn’t care about anything else. So, let’s just get it done.”“It’s too much money, Dante.”He sighs and rubs the back of his neck with his right hand. I can see the frustration in his eyes. “Do you think you are not worth it, Kenna? Hell if the fucker asked fo

KennaStanding in Dante’s kitchen with his housekeeper who has just arrived, I drink my black coffee enjoying the first of it going down my throat and hitting the right spot. Talking of which I ache, my pussy feels like it has been stretched and then some. Our love making last night was wild and raw. Remembering how he went down on me between my legs, his tongue gliding over my wetness and probing into my slit makes me tingle with delight, goosebumps appear on my skin. She doesn’t notice since she is too busy making us pancakes and eggs for breakfast.His words as he entered me asking me if my cunt was ready for him. Oh, boy was I ever ready so wet and slick for his large, long cock to dive inside me. I feel wetness between my legs just thinking about it. A smile crosses my face. Dante walks in looking hotter than sin in pale blue pajama bottoms and no shirt. His tan skin makes me want to reach out and touch it, his pecs on fine display. I hand him a mug of coffee I just prepared.“Goo

KennaWhy I am nervous again already is anyone’s guess but hell I am. It isn’t the first time that I am meeting Riley but it is the first time that I am actually, physically picking her up and flying back on the jet with her to Dante’s house.We have everything ready. Her room has been painted in soft cream with a mural of a rainbow and teddies having a picnic on one wall and the rest are left as a blank canvas. She has a canopy bed in there fit for a princess because to me, my daughter is my princess.I knock on the door and wait for Tate to open it. Today she is dressed in pistachio colored slacks and a matching jumper with a cream shirt underneath, since I can see the collar peeking over the top. “Hello, Kenna.” She takes me into a warm embrace, I have to admit I am not used to such displays of affection. My mother was affectionate but not like this and once she met Isaac he became her world and I was in college in any case too busy studying to really care. Thankfully, my mother i