Billionaire’s Unwanted Wife
"I can't believe you're acting like this. You can't just come in here and ruin it for me when I try to enjoy a fucking night!"
"I don't care," he replied, his voice low and full of anger. "You're still my wife, and I won't let any other man touch what's mine!"
I rolled my eyes, my patience wearing thin. “We are getting a divorce, remember?” I spat, my voice laced with bitterness.
But to my shock, he leaned in closer, his dark features contorted into a sinister smirk. His hot breath tickled my ear, sending chills down my spine. His words were like poison, his tone cold and calculated as he whispered,