The Billionaire’s Mysterious Wife

The sound of alarms is traumatizing. Eve let out a loud groan and aggressively pushed her mobile phone out of her bed. The lucky phone landed on her rumpled clothes on the floor, closer to the bed. "Bloody alarm." she blurted and sat up. Sleep had eluded her and after finally falling asleep around 5:00 am that morning, the disturbing alarm had to awaken her to the reality of life. It was 7 am. Eve had been trying to reach out to her boyfriend all through the night but all her efforts were futile. "Oh my God!" she gasped and jumped out of the bed. She grabbed the phone from the floor and flipped it around, checking whether it had sustained breaks from the fall. After being satisfied with her inspection, she swiped up the phone screen but the phone seemed to be glaring at her. "What the hell?" a disappointed Eve lamented and moved to the white tiled floor with her back against the bed. Her boyfriend didn't return the twenty-five missed calls and neither did he text her back. Eve imm

Olivia ran to Eve's side and held her hands. "Are you okay?" she asked with her gaze fixed on the shattered glass that slipped out of Eve's hand. Eve's eyes were fixated on the stage.Eve slowly lifted her hand, pointing toward the stage with her lips trembling. The people were engrossed in the speech still ongoing by the master of the ceremony."What is wrong with you Eve? Who are you pointing at?" asked a confused Olivia. Eve tried to speak but no words came out of her mouth.Meanwhile, Devin and Eve had been dating for four months and Olivia had never met him. Whenever Eve fixed an appointment with Devin to meet up with her best friend, he always came up with an excuse that prevented him from meeting with Olivia.He claims to be always on business trips and Olivia only got the chance to speak to him once in a while via Eve's phone."Devin... That's Devin." Eve stammered with two fingers pointing at the soon-to-be groom on the stage. Devin and his fiancee were exchanging smiles.Oli

"Olivia is that you?" Eve demanded and placed her left hand on the hand around her waist. Then she felt a bulge behind her and she knew it was a man standing behind her with his hands around her. "How dare you?" Eve screamed and turned around with her left arm lifted to the sky, ready to strike the man, standing hard behind her. Even though she was in a drunken state, Eve could sense the situation she was in. When she saw the face of the culprit, Eve gasped for breath and her lifted palm slowly went down. "Are you okay?" came his deep voice. "I just want us to dance," he added. Eve's jaw dropped. Who could this man be? she thought with her eyes fixed on his well-sculptured eyebrows. His hands were still around her waist. Eve moved her eyes to his forest-green eyes and then t

 "Why are you staring at your phone like that?" The driver questioned Eve and folded his arms across his chest. Eve lowered the phone from her face to her chest and sighed. "I'm sorry. My battery died." "What? " The driver smiled mischievously and moved closer to Eve.  He eyed her and smirked. "Listen to me." began Eve while placing one hand on her forehead, the other on her waist. "I don't mean for all this to happen." "You are such a liar." "What? How dare you call me that?"  "Yes. You heard me right. You are a lia

Dane put his right hand into his left pocket and drew out a slim plastic lid containing mint, he popped a mint into his mouth and kept the plastic back to its previous position. He stood up from the sofa and sales towards the bar stand opposite Henry, he took calculated steps all the while flashing Henry a leering grin. It was obvious he was testing Henry's patience and Henry wasn't having any of it. "Cut the crap Dane, how do we find her," Henry snapped dashing towards the bar stand Dane was headed. He was sure Dane wanted to pour himself the half bottle of scotch he had left. Henry glared at Dane and poured himself a large quantity of the scotch, slamming the remaining on the table. The both of them shared a knowing glance, they both were aware of the game Dane was playing, sometimes in the previous week, Henry had something of importance to tell Dane and had pushed him to his limit before finally spewing the news. Henry knew this was Dane's way of paying him back. Meanwhile,