Semua Bab Despised By My Billionaire Husband : Bab 41 - Bab 50

The air smelled of a sweet, seductive, mix of expensive vanilla and aged leather. The far end was styled like a bedroom, though a heavy-looking chain dangled from the ceiling, centred directly over the bed. Its end was encased in a vibrant red, soft foam-like material— meant for holding, I imagined, while I rode him. A chill ran through me as I looked around. Why does he even have a place like this? What is Aldwin up to? He snuck behind me and fastened a mask over my face. I turned around to find he was wearing one too. He sat on a throne-like chair, his legs spread wide. My eyes fell on his cock, it was hard again. “Crawl to me like the good girl you are,” he said, positioning himself on the chair. I walked towards him instead. Then I knelt and took him in my mouth, his big co*k filling it. A soft groan left his lips. He led me to the bed, spreading my legs apart in missionary, then he held his c**k, rubbing the outside of my wet centre in a playful tease, taking shallow, re

My discomfort affected my sleep, too. My first night in this mansion was much easier falling asleep than tonight, after three years of making it my home. I had nightmares of myself drowning in a well while everyone watched. My mom. Lisa too. Aldwin didn’t even blink. No one gave a fuck or even attempted to help me. Then I died. In that dream, I died. Then I woke up. It was morning.I had been awake for most of the night, drinking and hoping the booze would erase the pain, hoping it would numb me, but it only made everything crystal clear. My demons hunted me even in the day. And when I finally drifted into an unexpected sleep, morning came too quickly.*** I woke up earlier today. It was the first day of the start of my freedom from this expensive cage. I had looked forward to a day like this. I skipped breakfast, took a cold shower and suited up in a mauve blazer. I let my hair down and took a long stare at my reflection in the mirror; a thousand thoughts raced through my mind.I

“Aldwin, I'm tired.”“That, you don't have a right to. You don't get to want out.”The words sounded heavy in my ears. I managed a daring smile.“This isn't the ‘80s. The world has evolved. I can walk away from a marriage that no longer favours me—sorry, that has never favoured me. I don't feel…loved, or wanted. I'm just here for whenever you want to fuck!” Aldwin let out a hysterical laugh. Why was that funny?“What's so funny?” I asked.“You don't get to leave. Not unless I say so.”“Says who?”He smiled. “Says the contract you signed.”“I read the contract. There was nothing like that.” I shot back.He walked to his desk, opened a drawer, and pulled out a leather document holder. He slammed it on the table.“Have a look then.” He motioned towards the document.I walked over to his desk, took out the document, and scanned the signed pages.“Let me help you with that.” Aldwin flipped through the pages and stopped at the second-to-last one.“Here,” he said pointing at my signature. “

I stepped out the moment I saw him.Wow. This wasn't the Ralph I remembered. He looked even more handsome than the last time I had seen him. His beard was well-groomed and he’d filled out—muscular, the athletic kind of build. Who is this and what have you done to my friend? I was left wordless. He stared at me with new eyes.“Damn, Ralph. You look…hot. What in the transformation happened to you?” I covered my mouth, eyes wide in disbelief. “I'm so glad I get to see you again.” I hugged him, wrapping my arms around him tightly. I felt his abs—thick like a wall. “I only ever imagined this. I never thought it would actually happen. I'm so sorry, Ralph, I know I…”“Kora… Kora. No. Don't.” He cut in with a friendly pat on my back, then pulled away. “Enough with the sorry talks. Let's go inside.” He glanced at my car once more.“I was in a meeting when you arrived, that's why I couldn't take your calls.”“It's alright. How's work?”“Better. I don't work at that company anymore.” There

“Exactly,” Marcus countered, leaning forward. “And that is why your case is a graveyard. Those two attorneys are senior partners at Ideal Law Firm They are the ‘Lions of the Bar.’ If we go before a judge and claim they participated in a Bait and Switch, we aren't just accusing Aldwin of fraud; we are accusing two of the most powerful legal minds in this city, of professional suicide. Without the initial physical draft as proof of the swap, their testimony will be a coordinated shield. They will say you read every word. They will say you smiled when you signed.”“He actually asked if I had properly read the terms, and agreed to the conditions stated.”“Who asked?” Marcus scribbled something on a notepad.“Mr. Brookes.”“Attorney Brookes?” He raised an eyebrow.“Yes. That was right before he initiated the signing.”“And you said yes.”“Yes. I had no idea there was a hidden condition.” I slapped my forehead in regret.“Take it easy. Don’t be too hard on yourself.”I felt the walls of the