All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Devious Wife: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“Kendra,” I felt somebody’s lips on my cheek, causing me to wake up. My vision was slightly blurry, but then it cleared, and I saw Declan sitting beside me on the bed.“What’s going on? What time is it?” I frowned, slowly sitting up. Had I slept in? For the second night in a row, I didn’t sleep beside him. I wanted him to understand that I wasn’t his punching bag.He got angry at me because my ex sent me flowers, as if I had something to do with it. And I absolutely despised the questions he asked me because they made me feel like he was accusing me of cheating on him.“It’s pretty early, but can you come with me?” he asked me. He was dressed in some sweatpants and a plain T-shirt. I looked at my phone and frowned when I saw it was almost five in the morning.“Let me wash my face first. Do I need to change or something?” I asked, getting out of bed. I hated waking up this early, but maybe there was something important.“You don’t need to change,” he said with a smile, and I nodded. He

Nobody had ever thrown me a surprise birthday party before, but I guess being married to Kendra came with lots of perks.“Are you the mastermind behind all of this?” I wondered as I looked at my gorgeous wife.“Me?” She feigned a shocked expression. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” A smile was fighting its way to her lips, making me laugh.“Come here,” I muttered, pulling her toward me. I wrapped her in my arms as I kissed her. I could never get enough of this woman. She had made my life a hundred times better in a matter of mere months. I didn’t know what I’d do without her.Before her, my life was a mixture of black, white, and grey. Now that I had her, she added colorful hues that gave my life all that it had been missing.As more days passed, I became more certain that what I felt for her was more than love. People fell in and out of love all the time, but I knew that what I felt for her would never change. It was deeper than the ocean and stronger than anything in life.

“This feels so good,” I murmured as the masseuse worked on my back.“I know. I needed this,” Lana said with so much relaxation in her voice.Lana called me yesterday, asking me if I wanted to go with her to the Marlow Club—an elite social club that was known for being pretty selective about its members. I was already a member since my father was a member, but I rarely went.When Lana called, she suggested coming here to go to the spa. Since I hadn’t gone out with her in a while, I agreed. Who would say no to a good massage anyway?“This week has been hectic. I needed something to make me relax,” she told me.“Can’t say the same, but I can’t say no to a massage,” I said, giggling a little. I was living in a dream—a fairytale I never thought could come to life.Declan told me he loved me exactly six days ago, and even though our routine had been the same—somehow things had become better. I couldn’t exactly point out what kind of change took place, but I felt lighter and happier. I felt

“Wake up, beautiful.” I smiled as I felt my husband’s lips connect with my cheeks. I snuggled more into him, too lazy to get out of bed.Even if it was Christmas morning, I didn’t feel ready to wake up.“Don’t you want to see your gift?” he murmured, playing with my hair. I knew that he was going to blow my mind, but that didn’t make me open my eyes.“Is the gift going to disappear if we sleep for another hour?” I asked, sleepily.“No, it won’t, but I bet everyone is already awake,” Declan said, trying to push the cover off me, but I held onto it tightly.“Don’t. I’m cold,” I whined, wrapping the cover tighter around my body. “What time is it anyway?” I asked, finally opening my eyes. If it was before ten, I was going to kill him. We went to sleep at three in the morning last night because we watched a couple of Christmas movies with Ares and Lana.Since the day at the club, Lana and I had grown closer. She usually passed by after work, and I sometimes visited her in her office. When

I walked into the house, looking for Declan to tell him the news. I couldn’t believe that one of the most famous galleries in LA called me because they wanted to feature my work. This was a dream that had come to life. When I first received the call, I thought I was imagining things because it never occurred to me that this would ever happen to me.I wondered if my husband and his family had anything to do with this. They had given men tremendous support, and I was grateful for everything they had done for me, but there were some things in life I wanted to do on my own.The secret account nobody knew anything about has been growing slowly but steadily. I planned on telling Declan about it on our one-year anniversary. I didn’t like keeping things away from him. However, telling him was one thing, and revealing my identity to the entire world was another thing.I still needed time to stabilize myself in the industry if I wanted to be untouchable. I knew that becoming a Davenport had al