Todos los capítulos de Secret Billionaire CEO Daughter-in-Law: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

*Anna*Grant is smiling at me like I’m a delicious snack that he can’t wait to swallow whole. I unclasp my bra and toss it aside, and he drools. My panties come next. I kick them aside like I’m trying to make a goal in soccer. Then, I back up a few steps and drop down into the pool.The water is slightly cool, despite the heater being on, since it is autumn outside. Instantly, my nipples harden, but it feels refreshing on my skin. Grant stares at me for a moment as I crest the surface and brush my hair out of my face.“Well, are you just going to stand there, husband, or are you going to join me?” I ask in the most sultry voice I can muster.He slips his boxers down his hips and attempts to wiggle out of them, but they catch around his ankles, and when he goes to jump into the pool, he nearly trips. I cover my mouth as we both burst out laughing, and Grant basically falls into the pool in a belly buster.When he comes up, he says, “Now, that was sexy, wasn’t it, baby?”I’m still laugh

*Grant*We are quiet on the way to the restaurant. Anna is wearing her disguise, so she doesn’t look like my wife. She looks like the woman I once insisted I wasn’t dating, that I had no link to whatsoever. Even if I wanted to kiss her right now, I couldn’t. I might knock her fake nose off.She’s staring out the window, her mother sitting across from us on her own seat, facing us. Evening is falling across the city, with ribbons of pink and orange glinting off tall silver buildings. In my opinion, the city is at its most lovely this time of day, and in the morning when the opposite effect occurs from a rising sun.Traffic is lighter than normal through the business section of town, but the closer we get to the restaurant district, the more crowded the streets and sidewalks become. Taxis fly by, honking their horns. Pedestrians hurry across the street, sometimes obeying traffic laws and sometimes taking their chances that drivers will stop. A cacophony of noise melds together, becoming

*Anna*“What the hell?” Scott demands, flying up out of his chair. “This entire time, you’ve been lying to us? Fred, did you know about this?” he demands, shouting at his brother.“Not until yesterday,” Grant’s father admits. “That’s when I told her she needed to tell all of you right away so I didn’t have to keep lying to everyone, the way that Mary has been lying to us.”“You knew before yesterday?” Hattie asks her sister-in-law.Mary keeps her cool. “I’ve known since that day we went to plan Grandmother Trudy’s retirement party at Grant’s office. He told me then.”“And you didn’t tell me?” Hattie asks, as if the two of them are good friends who share all each other’s secrets.“No, didn’t, Hattie. Grant asked me to keep it a secret. Of course, I’d honor my son’s wishes rather than tell you something like that. Besides, this is Anna’s story to tell, not anyone else’s.” This is the closest to mad I’ve ever heard Mary sound.“When did you find out, Grant?” Veronica asks, a disgusted lo

*Grant*I don’t go to work on Monday. Instead, I accompany my wife to her building so that she can tell the world the truth about who A. Savage really is. Her mother is with us in the car as we make our way downtown bright and early. Honestly, it’s so early, it’s not even bright.Anna is squeezing my hand so tightly, I think she might cut off the circulation to my fingers. It’s okay, though. I won’t complain. If it helps her feel better about the news conference she’s about to attend, I’ll gladly sacrifice my hand.We get to the office, and the driver pulls us around to the parking garage entrance. Even with us sneaking in the back door, a ton of reporters are standing around, cameras ready to snatch as many pictures as possible. The office building’s security stands around, creating a barrier of sorts. I’ll just need to keep my head down so that the rumors don’t start flying again before they all know the truth. Anna owns only one of the tabloids, after all–not all of them.Some of t

*Anna*I pick up the stick I just peed on and walk out to where my family, the doctor, and Poppy are waiting for me. My knees shake, as does my hand. Tears streak my cheeks. I can hardly believe what I’m looking at.Grant’s eyes widen as he tries to decipher my expression. “Well, baby? What’s the verdict?”I take a deep breath and turn it so that they can see it, but the writing is fairly small, and they can’t all lean over my pee stick. “It’s positive,” I say.Screams and laughter erupt all around me. Grant rushes me and wraps his arms around me. Mom hugs both of us, and Poppy does, too, as if she is part of the family–which she truly is. Dr. Maxwell’s chuckle is low and rich. “Congratulations, Ms. Savage. You must be thrilled.”“Thank you,” I say, once I can speak and everyone has let go. “But it’s Mrs. Savage-Young,” I tell him. I will be changing my name legally as soon as I get a chance. Not that I want to disrespect my mother and her last name, but the world needs to know who I