Billionaire's wife by Ashleh Queen (free ebook novel TXT) 📗

“Your mouth…I am not a fan of thin mouth but…you are changing my mind.” This got me to look at him.

I looked down to only notice how he was growing behind his pants. “What the fuck are you doing Julie?” He hissed making me jump and it was only now that I realized. I opened the knot holding my robe and take it off.

His two fingers came to rest on my shoulder. My body got tense when he came to graze my chest while his other hand came to my mouth to rub my lips with his thumb. “Have you ever given a blowjob to a man?” He asked and I looked up. Of course, I knew what it meant. I was still when he held my chin up.

“You should always be thankful to me. I am taking you to a nice place. And, you…are neither excited nor grateful. You know…you keep showing me how ungrateful bitch you are...Say thank you.” I got a sting in my eyes.

“I…I didn’t ask you to…” I whispered but looking at his pissed eyes I knew it was a wrong move. I gasped when he pinched my mouth with his fingers.

“Good…now this trip will be everything about me. And, you won’t be getting any gifts or fancy dinner…saved me a lot of money I tell you. Fuck! Julie why you have to be this ungrateful?” He left me with a jerk while I caught my mouth wondering if I have dislocated my jaw.

I got shades on my eyes the moment I got out with him. I planned to wear one of my dresses but he made me wear a brown dress that was way too short for my comfort.

“You know what? This attitude of yours doesn’t suit women like you!” He came close to my ear making me gulp hard. We were already seated on the plane.

“You are such a disgrace to women!” He came to hiss making me flinch and held my inner thigh. Someone came to tell us to get our seat belts and once we were alone he pinched my thigh. “Don’t know how to earn and don’t know how to treat your man right. I fucking provide for you...are you even listening to me?”

I hiccupped letting a tear fell off but it was from my right eye and he couldn’t see. I brushed it off and wanted nothing but to die when he kept kneading me violently. I held my hands tightly when the plane took off and shivered when the time to get the belt off came. He held my hand and motioned me to walk but I couldn’t move. I was scared like never before.

He was angry…and I didn’t know what to do. I knew I was screwed when an uncontrollable hiccup came up and tears rolled off my both cheeks.

He jerked my hand and I finally got up with my shaky legs. He opened a door and has his arm snaked around me. The door was closed with a thud and I was plastered against it. He took off my shades and I knew what my eyes were right now.

“What the fuck is wrong with you!” He yelled making my ears ringing. I was hyperventilating. He seemed murderous I couldn't help it.

“I am sorry, Matt…I am so sorry, Sir!” I hiccupped while I fear his eyes fixed over mine. His jaw was clenched when he seethed.

“When you depend on someone you don’t give your smart mouth to them.” I inhaled sharply before uttering.

“Matteo, I am…I am so sorry. I…know that I want you…I am…am nothing without you.” I recalled some faint words from Sasha.

“No, no, no, no,…you tell me what is wrong with you?” He asked to which I look at him in disbelief. He knew I didn't mean the words I just said.

“You don’t know what is wrong with me? You are abusing me literally with your words and hands…mentally and physically…and…I…”

“I am abusing you?” He seemed surprised while I only lowered my gaze hoping he could notice his hand around my neck.

“Aww, you want me to treat you like what?” He asked making me look away as I sniff.

“A wife?” He added making my breath hitch.

“If not...like a human being?” I shot back making him leave my neck while a very satisfied smile came to rest on his mouth.

His hand came to rest on my jaw suggestively. And, I knew by now what this look of his meant. “I…I can’t do that…because for me you gotta have a large sum of money, power, and status to pass for a human?” I looked at him in disbelief while he shrugged his shoulders and leaned into my neck.

Mr. Lucca’s words rang in my head and I was pissed at that old man more than ever. His son didn’t need a woman. He wanted a fucking asylum to be treated.

You are allowed to curse Mr. Lucca SR. or JR. all you want.

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