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I huff and look over at my smirking husband through the transparent walls. Who comes up with shit like this? Yes, there's a remote that can opacify the glass. Except the said remote happens to be with the object of my wrath. I throw him the finger, the same finger I had moved my wedding ring to as a big F-you to my husband and grab a face wipe. Maybe he will run for his life when he sees me without makeup. I start to peacefully remove all the muck on my face but will it be normal for Dante Russo to sit still and let me be at peace? Um... No.

Her voice trembled with the effort of keeping her composure, but she straightened her shoulders anyway, remembering every lesson in survival her past had forced her to learn. The doors swung open. Light exploded—camera flashes everywhere, lightning white and blinding. June flinched, eyes watering, but Dante didn’t even blink. He pulled her close, letting everyone see his grip. This was their big reveal: the most eligible billionaire in New York, stepping out with a secret wife and a four-year-old heir. The “Public Debut.” All eyes locked on June. The hush was palpable, a living thing, as the city’s powerful and petty alike measured her with hungry curiosity, ready to pounce at the first sign

“Happy that you finally told me the truth.” His jaw tightened, but he didn’t interrupt. His hand came up, brushing away a tear from my cheek, his touch careful—like he was afraid I’d pull away. “But I meant it,” he said softly. “Everything. I wanted the world to know who my wife is.” I nodded faintly. “I know.” The room around us slowly came back into focus—the sound of clapping, murmurs of approval, the shifting weight of people witnessing something they weren’t supposed to understand.

"Ms. Whitmore. Will you marry me? Will you become Mrs. Ellsworth?" My eyes filled. I held out my hand, smiling wide enough to hurt. "I will." (The End)

Chapter 6 Alexis I nearly fainted! I never thought Zac would pull off his mask and reveal his face. And, friends, it wasn't just my drool that flowed - my panty also fell off without me realizing it, haha! But that was just a joke! I was just being overly dramatic because of the shock. My knight in shining armor and the man with gray eyes is my Old Billionaire Husband! Shocking, right? "It's you!" Of course, I had to play it cool.

She quickly adjusted her emotions within a second and said calmly to him, "I'll go see Grandma now." As she climbed the stairs in her high heels, brushing past him, she took a closer look at him. She noticed his sharp, unreadable eyes were fixed on her, as if deep in thought. Her heart suddenly raced. She felt as though his gaze could see right through her, exposing the schemes and plots buried deep within her heart. "I'll head in now," she said, trying to sound composed despite her extreme uneasiness. She walked away with an air of calmness. The Darwin family had been ordinary merchants, but Tessa’s brilliance had brought them into the limelight. Their status had soared, placing them among

It was too late when the billionaire looked up, he had swerved off the road and was driving into a building… Bamb! Romero gasped out into reality with a name on his lips. “Ocean!” His wife was with Justin. Romero quickly sat up, he winched as pain sliced through his head, “Ah.” He tried to raise both of his hands to his head but it was then he felt another hand in his, he looked beside him … and the billionaire had to close and open his eyes still he saw the same oceanic eyes staring at him… It was as if two pools of beautiful ocean were staring at him.

Her green eyes glinting with sudden excitment. And soon she engulfed me in her arms "oh god Meera, I have missed you. How have you been? How is your married life going on? But I thought you dropped out did you got re enrolled but that's not possible--" I looked at her as she bombarded me with her numerous questions. I giggled at her and shake my head i definetly have to stop her "well my husband is a billionaire, he can make everything possible and yes my narried life is going on fine" I lied the latter part.

“No—no, I mean it! You don’t get to hush me. You married into the damn Archer family! Do you even realize how insane that is?” “I realize it more than you think.” She paused on the other end. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Diana…” I trailed off, leaning back against the headboard. “You wouldn’t understand.” “Try me,” she said with a playful tone. “Because from where I’m standing, you hit the jackpot. Gorgeous billionaire husband, insane mansion, no bills to pay—girl, are you even real anymore?” I laughed, but there was no joy in it. “You think this is some kind of fantasy, don’t you?”

Watching him load shopping bags into his own car was, somehow, the strangest normal thing I'd seen all day. Once we were settled inside and moving again, silence stretched between us...long enough that I found myself studying the ring on my finger, it was beautiful....then the mountain of bags, then him. "Mr. Blackwood." He glanced up. "Adrian" "Sorry, Adrian, If I'm supposed to be your wife, I should probably know something about you. And you don't know much about me, either." "I know enough." "You don't. What happens if your family asks me what your favorite color is?"