THE BILLIONAIRE'S WIFE.

it, a lady came between them, planting a kiss

ed his brows, staring at her as if he had just seen a ghost, Gisèle sta

, she giggled and leaned closer to him, wrapp

r hand from around his neck, Gisèle scoffed, and t

ack to him, and his eyes glued to her, Gisèle lo

remove her hand from his grip about to leave but Émil

's, and her confusion wasn't yet explained, who exactly was this woman? Émile looked at her, and sto

, what was this man planning? "Gigi, Tonya Olsen, I'm sure you know her," he breathed, "She'

act as his wife and it was not like she was his real wi

ly and she looked away, her gaze met Lisette who stared at her with pity. Grea

hers disappeared and she looked at G

caught Gisèle's attention and she stare

to their hands locked in each other's, but she stared for a while. Gisèle followed

mbled, never taking

rupted their conversation and they all looked in the direction

it was appreciated." She started, seeing she had attracted

ed, Gisèle looked at her and

ave

have kept their relationship away from the media they have been married for f

d looked like a failure now. Fay wasn't with her, and not only did

e," She said, stretching her hand to her, the whole crowd was staring at her now an

ay, she thought as she walked to Mrs Marie. She took Marie's outstretched hand and stood

d Émile walking towards her, her hear

k, Gisèle held her glass with both hand

r glass from her hand and Gisèle's eyes followed the glass unt

hand caressed her face gently. He looked like he was

d, nearly choking on her saliva. Ok now, what was this? Five years together, and they barely even saw each other. Gis

id as his eyes held hers. Émile stared at her red soft lips, he leaned, planting a kiss on her cheek. Gisèle's eyes blinked t

what he was about to do. His thumb grazed her lips softly while he stared at them, Gisèle swallowed, and Émile took her lips in his, capturing every part of her soft, tender lips. He cupped her cheek

ady. Gisèle pulled on his lips hungrily taking every bit of him, loving the way he tasted and the feeling of his hands a

Their lips parted and their breath mingled together. Émile's hair was soft and silky as she ran her hands thro

he pulled away from her, their eyes locked in each