Semua Bab The Billionaire's Captive wife: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Adrian laid down on the bed, he ruffled his hair and straightened up, his eyes reddened, his overthinking getting the best of him. "Adrian please,we need to talk about this"Irma's voice muffled through the door,he scoffed. "Won't she let me sleep in peace "He groaned and drank a glass of water before falling on his back again. He closed his eyes, trying to get some rest. He needed it to free his head and forget the fact that he saw his wife's ex embracing his wife. He headed to his closet to sit for a while. Maybe that will do,he won't hear her voice. "Adrian, please listen to me." Irma called but no response from him, she breathed out and reluctantly left for her room. *NEXT MORNING* Irma was dressed in a backless mini red gown, her hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, hugging her body very well. She smiled seeing Luna and Noir downstairs so she descended down the stairs. "You think I like nonsense, joking!"Luna scoffed. "I hate Lunatic seriously, your parents

“She’s Adrian’s wife!”“Mr. Blackwood, please tell us, is she really your wife?”“It’s obvious, Mr. Adrian gives her too much freedom.”“They look perfect together!”The reporters’ voices collided, microphones shoved into Adrian’s face while the camera flashed violently on Irma.Ariana gasped in the crowd, her chest tightening. Every time Irma carried herself with confidence, Ariana had doubted her but today, after the way she stood against Crystal, Ariana couldn’t deny it anymore. Irma’s his wife. Those hickeys, oh God, what have I done?Crystal’s legs trembled and she ran out before she passed out in front of everyone, because fainting here would double her humiliation.Adrian didn’t flinch. Irma had broken the kiss, her lips swollen, both of them smiling. He leaned down once more, brushing his lips against hers, then touching her cheek with possessive tenderness while the cameras went wild.“Adrian, take me home. I can’t face anyone anymore,” Irma whispered, breathless.He nodded

(LUNA'S PLACE)With her parents away in India, Luna finally had the house to herself and Noir could visit her anytime.He stepped into her room, balancing a bag. “Luna.”She hissed, still sulking about her stolen chocolate.“You don’t wanna see what I bought?” he teased.She rolled her eyes. “What now?”“Pizza and ice cream.” He grinned. “But no, Luna is allergic to them so…”“I’ll take the ice cream,” she cut him off quickly.“Finally, something in common,” Noir muttered, handing her the bowl before settling with the pizza.“You should smile more. You look extraordinarily ugly when you frown,” he remarked casually while chewing.“Dude, why ‘extraordinarily’?” she shot back.He laughed. “The Queen of Lunatic wants me to take it easy when I haven’t even started.”“Nonsense,” she chuckled despite herself.He stared at her lips, smudged with ice cream. His voice dropped husky. “Beautiful.”She blinked. “I’m ugly, remember?”“That’s only when you frown.” He leaned in, brushing his thum

The car screeched to a halt at the emergency entrance. Before the tires had fully stopped, Jace was out, yanking the back door open. Nurses on duty spotted them instantly and rushed forward with a gurney.“Call the doctor!” one of the nurses shouted, already checking Rosy’s vitals.“Please, help her!” Tamara sobbed, stumbling after the stretcher as they wheeled her mother through the sliding glass doors. Jace followed close, his tall frame tense, his chest heaving as if he could barely breathe himself.“Family?” the doctor demanded quickly as they pushed Rosy down the hallway.“Her daughter,” Tamara choked out, her hands shaking as she kept pace. “Please...please save her.”The medical team swept Rosy into the emergency room, the doors swinging shut in Tamara’s face. The sudden barrier felt like a wall of ice. She slapped her hands against it, tears spilling down her cheeks. Jace caught her shoulders before she collapsed completely.“She’ll be okay,” he said firmly, though his voice t

After leaving the hospital, Adrian walked around the car and opened the door for her. Irma smiled softly before sliding into the seat. He closed the door gently, then walked to the driver’s side and got in as well.Without a word, he leaned toward her, pulled the seatbelt across her, and clicked it into place. Then he did his own too.Irma’s lips curled into a teasing smile. “Any special occasion?” she asked suspiciously.He chuckled and shook his head. “No, can’t I give my wife that special treatment?”She shrugged, still smiling. “Of course, you can. Anyway, I’m hungry, drive fast.”“You eat too much,” he teased.She frowned immediately, her brows pulling together.“Hey, I was just kidding,” he said quickly, laughing softly. “You can eat as much as you want. In fact, you can do whatever you want.”“Good. Now, give me your phone,” she demanded, stretching out her hand.He passed it to her obediently, his eyes glancing at her every few seconds as he drove.She opened TikTok, scrol