The Billionaire's Mistaken Wife

What a bad idea to challenge someone with the wrong sword. I can’t believe my father has finally abandoned me. Instead of living the life I wanted, I was stuck in a place where I shouldn’t have been. When the man called my father, he denied me. He denied having a daughter. He said that he has no idea who I am. That shattered my heart and made me despise him even more than I already did. I recall that night before I ran away from home. I'd returned home after a long day at work. My father was the president and I was the finance director. I enjoy my job, which is why my father's announcement that I would be promoted from finance director to vice president caused me a great deal of distress. I live a lavish lifestyle. My life was everything but ordinary. I was homeschooled until I finished high school. I was highly guarded throughout college, so I definitely don’t have a life to enjoy. My relationship has always been kept private. I was Andro Ympress’s perfect daughter. He had high

"Wait! Where are you going to take me?" I attempted to free myself from his grip, as he proceeded to tug my arm elsewhere. We were walking down a familiar corridor. It's the corridor leading to the master bedroom. What does this man have planned for me?! "I was just kidding! Don't take it seriously!" I said puzzled as we neared the room. I can't give up now, oh my god! Being with him was wrong since it was a sin and against the law! He dragged me inside the room and closed the door behind me. He leaned against the door and slammed it shut. In fear, I close my eyes tightly. Shit! What did I get myself in? He asked softly but forcefully, “You truly love testing my patience, huh?” When I opened my eyes, I was struck by how close his face was to mine. My eyes widened even more as I noticed his lustful eyes! The darkness made it difficult for me to see him! I could feel the heat radiating from his body, and the smell of his apparently exquisite scent made my mind almost roll! My body

I couldn’t believe it. I recall the day I moved into my condo for the first time. Three weeks do not appear to have passed. It was as if I’d never been lost and it was last night when the incident happens in the bar. Yesterday, I fell asleep while waiting for him. He had not yet returned home at one o’clock in the evening. He hardly looked at me when I woke up that morning. As if I were a gust of wind. You can sense it, but you won’t bother it. It makes me feel disappointed however I know couldn’t do anything to change as it was my decision to leave. Karious took me back to my unit after breakfast. Our journey included a lot of silence, something I wasn’t used to. We are constantly arguing and fighting. Today, however, was not one of those days. Karious doesn’t look at me or talk to me, thus I believe he despises me. His gaze was fixed on the road as if it were the only thing worth looking at. He was so frigid, and it appeared as if he would never accept my decision, and that in or

When Veronica returned from her rendezvous, it was almost lunchtime. She arrived carrying a pizza box. I wasn’t in the office because I’m having a conversation with my office employees.“Sister, I’ve received your lunch. Pizza, really? This isn’t healthy, and it’ll harm your body. I suggest you change your habits.”I was initially perplexed by what she was saying. I felt like pinching her like a lice when I comprehended what she meant.I responded flatly, “I didn’t order pizza.”She pretended to be surprised. “Is it true? It’s in your name, and I paid for it so the delivery man wouldn’t have to wait downstairs any longer,” she added. “But if you don’t want to because you’re afraid your coworkers will find out about your unhealthy habit, I guess I’ll simply give this to someone who needs it,” she shrugged and walked away cheerfully.As I stare at her, my brow furrows. Attention seeker! As if she was noticeable. Eww!I let out a sigh of irritation as she walked away. I bet she actually

I step out of my car and my face lights up as I spot him waiting by his car, arms crossed and leaning against it. The sight of him instantly fills me with joy. His attire exudes sophistication, with black pants and a sleek black dress shirt, its elbow sleeves rolled up effortlessly. He looks impeccably groomed and undeniably attractive. In contrast, I'm sporting a body-con dress, accentuated by a stylish blazer. It's a bold and slightly sexy choice, but I feel confident wearing it. Fortunately, there's no strict dress code at work, allowing everyone to express their personal style, except, of course, for swimwear. As I approach him, he envelops his hand around my waist, a gesture that always makes me feel secure and protected. "How about we catch a movie before dinner?" I suggest, as he guides me into the mall. "Are you no longer interested in going shopping?" he asks curiously. Initially, our plan was to go shopping, as I wanted to find a present for Rious. However, I've decided