Bought By The Billionaire

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I wasn’t surprised. This was the way both Adela, and her driver preferred to drive. She had texted me a minute a

h soon morphed into horror as she watched Adela’s ride drive out of my compound in the same speed whi

arm than good if she decided to escape. I am one hundred percent sure the only place she knows in this state is

swept over it once. And again, but this time, it landed on me. Her eyes widened a bit, then she

ile and flipped the pages. It already has the basic things I knew. Her name. He

Adela send to me. A similar file on Hera. Only that this one ha

opened and my chief maid came in. Maria. She had a bright grin on her

on her face, but her tone chiding.

d I while we were growing up. She worked for my parents then. And since I really love

, looking for the right w

t. She didn’t tell me she is the Mrs Grey everyone was talking about this eve

ads. I wondered how my home workers got t

ost missed the way she flinched. I didn’t know if it was because I finally decided to lo

g me and returning her focus to Hera. I had no doubt I’d receiv

…um

ngs I hated. I couldn’t help the

,” she replied, and clea

orrow morning, I’ll make a proper welcome meal,

and gave the confused look

ight, da

e she finally spoke hurriedly. “

asually. “You’re now the lady of the house. It’s n

ilts. Great! Now my op

ile Hera’s head was still turned, eyes on

over her left wrist as she shifted on her heel. She looked at me, not more than a seco

e, but the words came out as mocking in

hook her head.

word ‘bought’. “I signed a freaking marriage contract because I wanted to help you. A co

here her fingers were digging into. “So I think it’s o

visibly before lookin

, cutting her off. “You do not have

era. I turned eighteen last month.

the information Adela had gathered for me. If not, she’d have me

p a jewelry box my mother had sent over once she found out I had bought her. I opened the box as I walked to H

t hand, and slipped it on her ring finger. There was also a golden necklace in it, which the box origin

le made its way to her face, lighting it up. I took the necklace, and swept her hair over one shoulder before putting it

r. Shockingly, my mom already liked

on her face. I stiffened as I really look

rin away from her face. “In private, Hera,

isappointment glittering in her eye

, Mas

I brushed my thumb on her cheek caressingly. “Go to bed, Kitten.” The nickname slipped out

loset. She was almost there when my mout

or her to come, which she did. I placed a kiss on her foreh

he stairs, I wondered why both Adela’s report a d Vivian’s file