The Billionaire's secret Love by Manogyna Marthi (positive books to read .txt) 📗

Moving closer I study every detail of her with a stoical countenance. I want 'my angel' to be the 'most beautiful woman' in the party. Tugging my hand behind I detach the clip that was holding her tresses in a bun and allow her locks to fall freely in curls. "This is better." I whisper to her maintaining a straight face and move to the door with her following behind.

It was raining cats and dogs on the outskirts of the city and there was no way that we could reach the venue in time. I bring out my mobile from my pant pocket and try to find a hotel to pass the night. By the time Angelica was already in panic. She tries to ring up her dad but there was no signal in either of our phones. Driving further we were lucky to trace an old cottage which appeared like a rest house.

We reach the reception area in anxiety. An old man with gray hair was sitting at the reception. Smelling the stench of cheap liquor from him I spread my hand sideways and push Angelica behind me. But the man doesn't seem to take my signal. He tries to peak his head to look at Angel. I grit my teeth and turn my head to look behind. "Go to the portico and sit there for a minute. I will come soon." She makes a face and whines like a five year old. "But it is raining. I will get wet in no time." I look at her unplugged with my eyes widening in anger. Noting my boiling expression she trudges back towards the patio mumbling curses.

After a few minutes we were inside an old fashioned, substandard room. But the positive point was that the bed was clean in white linens with a neat washroom. I exhale a sigh of relief looking around and open one of the windows to allow the fresh air to enter the room. Angelica leaves to the washroom. Unbuttoning the first two buttons of my dress shirt, I remove my coat and hang it on one of the chairs with my phone on the night stand. My fingers move to the sleeves folding them. I then lay on the bed closing my eyes to take some rest with my hands at the back of my head and legs crossed.

No sooner I hear the click of the door knob and a fuming Angelica comes out of the washroom. "What's the matter?" I ask her still keeping my eyes closed. "I cannot sleep in the same room and share a bed with you." She yells out breathing fire. I glance at her apoplectic. "You know what Angelica? I am not dancing here in happiness to sleep beside you. There was only one room available." I tell her incensed.

She tightens her lips in a thin line and was about to throw another fit but I stop her with my words. "Your dad has raised you as nothing but an arrogant, indiscipline, ill-mannered brat. But I am not at any price going to tolerate your misbehaviour." Pointing my forefinger to her I continue to speak in deterrence. "Behave or else I very well know the ways to tame you because I don't tolerate discourteousness as you are soon going to be my wife." I warn her in a stern voice and walk to the washroom to relax my fatigued nerves.

After some time

"Why aren't you sleeping?" I ask her opening my drowsy eyes. She was looking outside the window sitting on a chair. "It's none of your concern." She seethes making me get out of the bed in livid, wild steps. This girl always qualifies to pull me to the end of the rope.

Lifting her up bridal style I carry her to the bed and was about to wrap a comforter on both of us when she stops me with tears holding out of her eyes. "I cannot sleep in this dress. It is uncomfortable." My stance quietens looking at her and the next moment I find myself unbuttoning my shirt. "Go change and come." I tell her extending my shirt. She quickly grasps it and comes out of the washroom within seconds looking at me with her innocent questioning eyes."What are you looking at? Come on lay down and sleep."

Damn! She looks so hot and beautiful in my shirt. I try to calm down my growing lust. Holding a deadpan expression I pull her to my chest and wrap a blanket around us closing my eyes in contentment.

Darn it! This night is not going to pass easy for me.

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Well I think something juicy going to happen.

Goodnight and Sweet dreams, dream about Augustus what is he going to do to Angelica.

Stupid me I am so shameless 😆 but please don't calling me names. I don't write porn.