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“So… congrats on your new accomplishment, this means I’ve gotten a new hangout spot whenever I’m stressed.” “Speaking of being stressed, what do you do?” “Well, I’m a manager at the famous M’Hotels, and I’m doing pretty great. “ “Really?” “Yeah really.” “How about you join me as my wife, let’s rule this large empire together.” I was dumbfounded for a little while. Did I just hear him correctly? “What?” “Yes Adina, make me the happiest man on earth and be my wife, you should know how long I’ve bottled this inside, and now I’m coming in the open to say this…”

She finally mustered up the courage to look up at her cousin who just asked about her personal life and smiled, “it’s the truth. I haven’t seen my dear husband in six months” Six months was a bit of an understatement. Four years she’s been married to the number one business mogul in the world, four years and she could count the number of times spent with her dear husband Damien Castillo. Seeing the twinge of pity at the corner of her cousin’s eye she sighed deeply, “Come on Jeff. You know my matrimony isn’t the regular- “I don’t care Eva. You should leave him.” “I can’t” “Why??’. Raising his voice in disbelief.

They were like two pieces of puzzles who completed each other and I found asking myself that what I was doing in this equation. I never I would become the billionaire's mistress. Yeah, I knew I was his mistress from the very start as he and Pearl were always together. But I was in so much love with him that when he told me we have to keep our relation a secret I agreed and when he married her, I tried to be the understanding girlfriend. You can say that I'm a gold digging whore but believe me I'm not.

Stacy said, tucking a strand behind her ear nervously as she pushed an open glossy magazine towards Dmitri. He was about to slam it shut and tell her that he didn't have time to read this nonsense when his eyes fell upon a picture that was in there. The color drained from his face. "What the..." His brows furrowed as he left what he was doing and pulled the magazine closer towards him. Is hot shot billionaire Dmitri Kaverin's wife cheating on him? The headline of the article read. And below it were several pictures of Trinity with none other than Tyler in various intimate positions.

I took steady breaths in, I should be able to handle this, I need to act fast before it escalates…. The next headlines that popped up immediately left me breathless… 'CHEATING SCANDAL: BILLIONAIRE IMPREGNATES MISTRESS WHILE MARRIED' 'ELARA THORNE HUMILIATED AS HUSBAND STARTS NEW FAMILY' 'THE MOST EMBARRASSING CELEBRITY BETRAYAL OF THE YEAR' What in the world did I just read??? The comments were worse. “He never loved his wife.” “Imagine finding out this way.”

ANTONIO DANTE BRINGS IN A NEW MISTRESS AND DIVORCES HIS WIFE, STELLA ROMILLY. I read. I looked down to read further. Antonio Dante, the richest billionaire in the world divorces Stella Romilly, CEO of Romilly's Enterprise, and brings in a new mistress. Her identity has not been confirmed yet and Antonio is being called to a press conference. I couldn't read further. My breath had ceased in her throat and my gaze was hazy. I felt sick. I threw the paper in the bin and sat down, breathing heavily. I hadn't realized one hour had passed till my assistant called to inform me. I rushed to the meeting to sit down before the board did.

“I’ve seen enough. I have a daughter to go home to. Unlike some people, I don’t have the luxury of wasting my life in theatrics.” With that, she turned on her heel and walked out. The silence she left behind was suffocating. Xavier sat frozen, Lilith still clinging to him, but her triumphant smirk flickered only for a second. Aurora’s words echoed in his head, clawing their way under his skin. Was she right? Was he too blind to see? — The next morning, Aurora wasn’t surprised when the headlines blared across every major outlet: “Wife of Billionaire Pushes Mistress Down the Stairs…Husband Rushes to Mistress’s Side.”

"Shasta doesn't understand that, being even newer to the Dominance business than you." "She's not scarred now. Looks quite lovely in fact." "That's a story I can tell. William Thornhill paid for her plastic surgery, Mistress." "Thornhill, the multi-billionaire ,Thornhill." "The very same, Mistress." "Oh, I will have to hear this story. Could I make a news story out of this?"

"My wife has a saying: 'Gossip reveals the man.' She believes that a man who cannot manage his own household, or who betrays the woman who stood by him for years, has a character deficit too great to trust in a boardroom. She advised me to never, ever collaborate with you." Beside Xavier, the assistant Fong nearly choked on a suppressed laugh. He had never seen his Boss care about a partner's morality before. In the world of the ultra-rich, mistresses were common; they were rarely a dealbreaker. Since when did the Boss and the Young Mistress become this close? Fong wondered.

The Face of a Little Girl Who Looks Like Me "Tell me about your wife. I will become your woman, but I refuse to be the third woman. I know the media gossip that you took the 'Screen Queen' as your secret lover, but she died seven years ago. I will never become your secret mistress. Even though I am not a woman from a billionaire background like you, I am not that cheap," Jennifer replied. Julian’s face registered shock, and he fell silent. Jennifer, growing annoyed, immediately spoke again.