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Damian manages to open the door, go to the bathroom, I turn and stand before him with my arms crossed. "You're an Idiot." I insult him by glaring at him with my eyes. “Control that jealousy, Abigail.” he mentions clenching his jaw. I roll my eyes. “I'm not jealous, Damian,” I lie to him, shamelessly, “It bothers me that you want to control my life, what is this about me being your wife?” Damian looks down, I only see his bright pupils under his furrowed eyebrows. “You know I want to be with you, Abigail.”

Isabella smiled, "What makes you think that you see better than him?" "It is a known fact, We don't have to dispute that. "That's right," Lena interrupted them. She didn't want to talk about it but she couldn't resist the question that Isabella asked about Darian. "He's my husband and I need no soothsayer to tell him that he is the best of all the men that I have met in my lifetime." "I see." Isabella smiled. "I believe all that you've said and I am truly impressed. "It might take a while but I hope that we get along together." She smiled again.

"What! Did you buy him? Are you crazy, Dion? You married him only for your father's legacy, not to fall in love with Purnawan's ex-mistress." I clenched this fist. The woman's words ignited the emotions that I had almost suppressed. I'm a mistress? Wasn't he the one who left Mr. Purnawan? "Dion, talk! Don't just keep silent!" "Why didn't Mama come when I had an accident? Where have you been all this time?" "Don't change the subject, why did you buy that cheap woman fancy clothes? Huh!" "Because Savira is my wife!" What, I heard right, right?

Once she was done she looked at Meagans mother who was throwing daggers her way. She smiled a proud smile and walked up to her husband and kissed him with pride. " Your no criminal your my Billionaire psycho one I love and cherish you might be crazy baby but your crazy about me as I am about you your mine forever. I love you Damian " " I love you too my princess "

I nodded and gave Idris a go ahead. I entered the mansion and strolled into the house. Everywhere was still quiet. It seemed like even the maids and staff went on Valentines. I smiled and shook my head in bewilderment. I entered the bedroom and changed my clothes. I showered and sat on the bed in the dark room. I couldn't help but think about the concert. Goodness gracious! Was that really Damian? It was incredible to know he was my husband. I left the bed and went to face the window. I suddenly felt so lucky to be his wife. I mean, I get to see him everyday and touch him if I want to and he allows it, yet, millions of girls are out there were dying just to feel his jacket.

"No dami, it's not hurting, you know I am a strong girl..." Isabella replied in her baby voice. Damian chuckled at her reply... "Yeah, yeah you are strong but a stupid girl..." She pouted at his words. " I hate you, you called me stupid..." "Ok I am sorry your highness, you are smart, happy now..." Damian kissed her chubby cheeks lovingly... "Yes! You are so cute dami..." She pinched his cheeks with her small fingers, giggling and said... "Will you marry me ?" Damian laughed at her words...

, she again said in a agitated tone. Riya was about to answer her in a mocking tone when her dad came seeing Dia was angry and saying something to Riya. She badly wanted to tell her how and how many times she was fucked by her dear husband to add more fuel but was dragged by her father forcefully. Ira mumbled in a low voice 'wasn't it enough to make my bhabi cry on her wedding day once that now again she is speaking in a rude tone. I just hate her'. Karan heard her saying that and stared at Dia then at Ariha.

Her legs wrapped around his waist as he dipped his large cock into her vagina and thrusted in with speed. “Fuck!” Aria said out loud as he dived in deeper. Soon his lips were on hers again, sucking on her plumpness, while his hand squeezed her breasts. Suddenly, she squirted all over and Damien took a pause. He pulled out and his cock dangled below him. *** “I'm still surprised you didn't know your wife has a degree in business and financial accounting. I thought you claimed to be the best husband.” Isabella mocked Lucas as she applied her skincare.

"Why is he such an asshole?! Can't he get it that you don't want him anymore? What kinda man is that, to force people to stay with you, IS IT BECAUSE OF MONEY? Did he offer money? Another million?" This time only Dian gasps in shock, because she's hearing this for the first time, "What do you mean by that?! Another million? So he gave you a million before? Is it in USD? Or Rupiah?" Both of us look at her upon hearing her stupid question, "That's all you care? We're talking about our sister here! Who's being blackmailed by her billionaire husband! And that's all you care? If it's in USD or Rupiah? The fuck, Dian?!"

Isabella The weight of frustration and exhaustion settled heavily upon me. Natalia's relentless pursuit of Damien had worn me down, leaving me questioning my worth as his wife and partner. Why did he continue to indulge her, despite knowing the turmoil it caused me? My mind raced with insecurities and fears, each one gnawing at my confidence and sense of security. Did Damien still harbor feelings for Natalia? Was I not enough for him? Those thoughts consumed me, festering like a poison within my mind.