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All Chapters of The Billion Dollar Wife: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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#21.

The interior of the limousine was thick with the scent of expensive leather and the staccato rhythm of Dominic’s voice. Ava sat beside him, her spine pressing against the seat until it felt like a board. He was hunched over his phone, his jaw working as he barked orders to a world that moved at his command.Finally, he ended the call with a flick of his thumb. He didn't look at her immediately, his gaze fixed on the tinted window as the city blurred past."Did you pack everything you needed?" he asked, his voice dropping low."Yes," Ava replied, her hands folded tightly in her lap.Dominic turned toward her then, his expression unreadable. He reached into the inner pocket of his charcoal jacket and withdrew a sleek, matte black card. He held it out between two fingers, a silent offering."If you find you’ve forgotten anything—or if you simply want more—use this," he said. "It has no limit. Buy whatever suits you."Ava stared at the card, the gravity of his wealth manifesting in a smal

#22.

Ava felt the weight of a gaze before she heard a sound.She slowed her stroke, treading water as she turned toward the villa. Dominic stood at the edge, his silhouette stark against the white stone. He looked as though he had been watching her for a long time."I looked for you when I woke up," Ava said, her voice carrying across the still surface. "I didn't think you'd vanished so quickly."Dominic didn't answer immediately. He walked to the very lip of the pool and crouched down, bringing his face level with hers. The proximity was startling, she could see the golden flecks in his dark eyes and the dampness of the salt air on his skin."I didn't realize I had married a professional," he remarked, his voice a low grate. "You move through the water as if you were born to it."Ava drifted closer to the ledge, her fingers gripping the tile. "I won quite a few championships back in the day. It was the only time I felt like I could outrun everything else.""Interesting," Dominic murmured

#23.

"Who are you on the phone with?"The voice was a low threat that seemed to materialize from the very shades of the room. Ava stiffened, her heart leaping into her throat as she fumbled with the device. She disconnected the call with an urgent press of her thumb.She turned, forcing a nervous, brittle smile onto her face as she looked up at Dominic. He was leaning against the doorframe, his silhouette broad and imposing, his eyes unblinking as they tracked the slight tremor in her hands."Just a friend," she said, her voice sounding unconvincing even to her own ears."Male or female?" Dominic asked. He didn't move, but the atmosphere in the suite tightened, the air suddenly feeling scarce."Female," she lied, the word tasting like copper.Dominic continued to stare at her for a long, agonizing moment, his gaze searching for the lie he knew was there. Finally, he straightened, his expression smoothing into a mask of polite indifference. "Shall we?"Ava nodded, her knees feeling like wat

#24

Ava felt her pulse fluttering at the base of her throat, a trapped bird seeking exit."I—I should get to the garden," she stammered, her voice barely heard. She made a move to slip away, her dress rustling against the chair, but his presence was a wall she could not scale."The garden can wait," Dominic murmured. His voice had dropped into a low, register that vibrated through the small space between them. He reached out, his hand firm as he urged her up from her seat, shifting her body until she was pinned against the solid heat of him. "Tell me, Ava. What is your deal? What are you truly doing?""Nothing," she lied, her eyes searching the shades of the room. "I’m not doing anything.""You’re a liar," he countered, the words sounding almost like a caress despite the accusation.Ava began to squirm, the friction of her skin against his suit jacket igniting a spark she was desperate to extinguish. Before she could find a foothold in the argument, the intrusive trill of a phone cut thro

#25.

The drive to the warehouse was quiet. Outside the limousine window, the island was a blur of jungle and white sand, a playground for the wealthy. Ava turned to him, the silence between them becoming a distant she couldn't bear to carry any longer. "How do you justify a warehouse on an island like this?" she asked, gesturing toward the dense treeline that hid the industrial structure. "It seems… incongruous."Dominic didn't look at her. He was scrolling through a stream of data on his phone, his thumb moving with a repetitive flick. "Everywhere I go is a boardroom, Ava. Commerce does not care for scenery. If there is land, there is a profit to be squeezed from it.""Do you ever rest?" she asked, her voice softer now, bordering on genuine curiosity. "Or is it always just the next batch, the next shipment, the next conquest?"Dominic finally turned his head. His eyes, dark and unreadable, raked over her face, and for a fleeting second, the sharp gaze of his expression softened into a sm

#26.

The tranquility of the villa was shattered by the thundering intrusion of heavy boots against marble. Security alarms, usually dormant and silent, erupted into a chorus as a phalanx of armed men poured into the foyer. Dominic’s own guards moved to intercept, their weapons drawn, but they faltered instantly upon seeing the crest on the intruders' uniforms. They stepped back, lowering their rifles as if confronted by a force of nature they dared not defy.Dominic’s bedroom door was kicked inward with a crash. He was hauled from his bed, his hands pinned behind his back by men who moved with efficiency."What the hell are you doing?" Dominic roared, twisting against the iron grip of his captors."Following orders, sir," one of them replied, his voice devoid of inflection. "Please, just follow us."Dominic snarled a string of profanities, his eyes darkening with a fury as they marched him into the living room. There, standing at the center of the villa like a king surveying a conquered p

#27.

The holding area of the station smelled of coffee and a sensory insult to a man accustomed to the pristine air of his own estate. Dominic paced the length of the cramped room, his expensive suit rumpled, the fabric straining against his broad shoulders. He turned on the officer stationed at the door, his voice a low."Do you have the faintest idea who you are detaining?" Dominic demanded, his eyes gleaming with a repressed fury. "By morning, I will have your badge, your pension and the deed to this entire precinct."The officer, a man whose face had gone pasty with terror, fumbled with his clipboard. "Sir, please. It is not our choice. We are following orders. We’re sorry, really.""Save your apologies," Dominic hissed, the words coming out as a curse. "They are as useless as the men who issued them."—Back at the estate, the silence was deafening. Ava paced the length of her room, She held her phone.Cain.He was expecting the file. He was expecting the destruction of a man who, des

#28

The drive back to the estate felt like a procession. Dominic didn't speak, his hands white knuckled on the steering wheel, his gaze fixed on the road with the intensity of a man staring down an executioner.When they finally arrived, he didn't even wait for the engine to cool before he was out of the car, his movements jerky and filled with barely contained violence. Ava hurried to keep up, her heels clicking rapidly against the gravel driveway. She led him through the grand foyer, past the silent staff, and up the stairs to her room.She went to her storage box, her fingers trembling as she pulled out the file. She turned to offer it to him, but the air vanished from her lungs before she could move.Dominic snatched the folder from her, his fingers biting into her skin. In one swift, terrifying motion, he backed her against the wall, his hand clamping around her throat. He didn't squeeze, but the threat was unmistakable."You think you’re smart, don't you?" he hissed, his face inches

#29

The walls of the villa seemed to be inching closer with every passing hour, Silas’s threats were a cold reminder in her chest, but it was the vibrating of her phone on the nightstand that finally snapped the silence.It was Cain.She stared at the name on the screen, her heart performing a slow, painful thud against her ribs. Every instinct told her to let it ring out, to bury the device under a pillow and pretend the world outside this room didn't exist. But the persistence of the call was a demand she couldn't ignore forever. With a trembling hand, she swiped to answer."Why don’t I have the file yet, Ava?" Cain’s voice didn't offer a greeting, it was sharp and impatient. "You’ve had more than enough time to slip away."Ava closed her eyes, leaning her forehead against the cool glass of the window. "It’s not that simple," she lied, her voice a fragile thread. "Dominic is... he’s suspicious. He’s keeping an eye on me. I can’t move without one of his men tracking my movements. I need

#30

The only sound in the room was the breathing of the woman in Dominic’s arms. He held Ava close, her head tucked into the crook of his shoulder, feeling a strange, unfamiliar stillness settle over his chest. He had lived his life expecting treachery at every corner, yet here they were. Behind everything and the defiant glares she threw at him like daggers, he had discovered a responsive, gentle lover who had unraveled him with a single touch.A sudden buzz broke the silence. Ava’s phone vibrated on the nightstand, the screen illuminating her sleeping face. Dominic reached out, his fingers grazing the cold glass as he picked it up. He tried to swipe the notification, but the lock screen held firm, a digital barrier he couldn't breach.One name sat on the display: ‘Cain.’Dominic felt a cold knot form in his stomach. He stared at the name, the light reflecting in his dark eyes. ‘I hope this isn’t one of your lovers’, Ava, he thought, his jaw tightening. The possessiveness he felt for her

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