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

The entrance of the mansion was marked with lush green trees and beautiful plants on either side with varieties of flowers. In the midst of the nature's beauty was a big fountain that marked the centre of attraction. I could spend my whole life sitting beside this marking beauty.

Ahead of the awe striking nature's paradise was a huge garage with all the latest and high priced cars parked in a line. At the garage entrance was a valet standing. He bowed to me tipping his hat. "Madam I am here to assist you. If you need to go anywhere, please let me know." He informs in a polite voice. I thank him and walk ahead to further explore the earth's basket.

Towards the right was a breath taking swimming pool to which I go instantly attracted. Dipping my legs inside it I play like a six year old recollecting the past times when I used to play with my mom. After sometime I go to the bedroom and change to a swim wear to enjoy the cool waters of serenity. It has been a long time since I went for a swim. The last few months were quite hectic with work in the office and marriage arrangements that I seldom could devote time to myself.

It was nine in the night when I hear the twisting of the door knob and my heart started to beat frantically.
Augustus came inside locking the door behind him. His tie was hanging lose to his shirt and face completely drained and exhausted. He was rubbing the temples with the tips of his fingers. Probably he had a bad head ache. I wish I could give a massage and ease him of the pain.

As he turned the other side I could get a perfect view of him that resembled the physique of an athlete. The shirt he was putting on did little to his sexy figure exposing the strong muscles of his robust chest. His coat was gone hanging on his right arm. Pulling out the phone from his pant pocket he typed something and lighted a cigarette.

Walking ahead to his right he reached the bar. Pouring a drink he eases on a comforter with his legs crossed and relaxed on the centre table. My legs trepid in agitation receiving his distraught state and impulsively my hand makes contact with the crystal flower vase sitting on one of corner tables when his eyes meet mine in a complete shock.

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