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   Chapter 3 2 To Love A Monster

The Billionaire's Wife By XxBlueBlusherxX Characters: 10522

Updated: 2017-12-13 12:07

?S A F I E

Chapter 2


I woke up in haste.

I could feel the cold wind hit my back as I stretch out. Feeling sore and tired as I moved unto the side, I groan as the sun burned my eyelids. I'm closed to sleeping again only to hear the devil speak, "You're awake now..."

I opened my eyes and came into realisation that the man I've slept with last night was again possessed by the devil. The happening from last night made me blush both in embarrassment and anger.

Why does he need to be so cold and heartless now when all things are great?

Without looking at him, I muttered a small, "Yes, I am."

I waited for another minute for him to just go and let me sleep but when I took a peek, I still saw him there. He was sitting on the couch watching me like I was some dirt on his carpet.

"Why are you still in here?"

"I waited for you to wake up, " he snapped, his gaze still lingering on my face.

Oh, how sweet, Not!

"And--?" I urge for him to continue, pulling the comforter high up on my chin as I stare at him. "I waited so that I can apologize about what happen last night." He confessed.

"Oh? That's all you're going to say?" I bit my lip and nodded before saying, "It's oka-"

"No! Don't say that, " He sighed, brushing his hands on his hair. "I want to clarify to you the fact that you shouldn't assume on things that can happen after this. I don't want to make you long for my love. Elle, I can be a husband to you–I can protect you and provide for you–but I cannot love you the same as you do to me. Please, listen..." I am startled when he snapped his fingers at me, pulling my chin to make me look at him. "I'm so sorry if I took advantage of you last night and I promise that it won't happen again." With those words he stood, leaving me shock and cold as he leaned down to kiss my cheek. "I need to be back at the office in ten. I'll see you tonight..."

With that he left, shutting the door behind him. The tears I've been trying to suppress from the last ten minutes he was there in front of me betrayed me. I let the tears fall and sobbed my heart out.

I thought we were perfect last night. That we finally have a chance but he shut himself off again, transforming back to that monster I have feared. It hurts me that he keep on treating me like this--That he doesn't care about me or what I do. I hate the fact that he treat me like a trash after he's done with me.

How could I be so stupid that I give it all to him? And look at how he treat me after he got what he wanted...

I'm used.

I know full well that we married because of the company. It was for the sake of partnership between long time rivalries, and not because of love but then...we fell.

Or so I thought. Was it just me that have fallen to that cheeky bastard?

AM I WRONG? Am I wrong to fall for his tricks and to yearn for him too?

I thought he finally accepted me. That he can already love me back but the last five months seems like it's only from a distant dream. I hated that all the efforts are gone because he chose to lock himself away again after his father died. If only I could, I will bring back the memories like the way we were together only about a few months ago. Living in simplicity and happiness as we culture the love that is developing between us.

But now it seems impossible. He's back to that monster I have married...

I grab the sheets and cringe when I saw blood on them. My virginity, I gave it to him and even lied to him because I am an idiot, an idiot who is in love with a man that has so many issues. I yank it off, only to change it with a new one.

It's my fault. I am the most stupid idiot, ever.

Though I don't care now if he's going to be like this forever. I'm pretty sure the divorce papers are on its way, that he's only waiting for the right time for me to gave in and let him be. To surrender, yet I still wait for him, to go back and be with me...

And I won't be the one that is going to wave the white flag, because I know that in the end, it will be him.

Oh, before I forget, "Happy Birthday to me."


"El, "


"ELLEANA!" I sat up on the tub only to cover myself with my hands.

"W-why are you in here?!" I stared at his blue eyes as he frowned down, though it didn't hide the amusement in them.

He straightened himself before he remove his tie. Looking down at me, he said "Frances gave me a chocolate cake and he told me that you want that flavor, so--"

"What?" I asked, not sure if he is serious. He gave me a look before opening his mouth to continue, "Do you like it?" He stared at me with his hooded blue eyes looking me up and down. His eyes lingered on the level of my chest, half buried on the water and my hair.

I cleared my throat before reaching out for the towel, "Of course! I love it like, like really..."

I kicked him out of the bathroom, resting my back on the door and shaking my head. He just saw me naked again and I hated that I feel different emotions seeing his very happy friend straining against his jeans.

I headed inside our closet and rummage for my clothes. I am quite ashamed of how I acted and the cake, I thought he bought it for me. I guess he already forgotten that it's my birt


Oh, this guy.

I grab a tee and boxers on my side of the closet before putting them on. Well, this is what I call sleeping outfit. I'm not a fan of lacy lingerie or night gowns.

I slipped in my favorite bunny slippers and headed down only to see my husband preparing dinner.

Ooooh, that's new.

I've never, like ever, saw a man in black suit preparing dinner; like a really hot guy preparing dinner. Did I just say that my husband is hot?

Well I think I did, but I'm not going to say that again. Not ever. And he won't hear it too, I won't give him a chance!

I sat down on my seat and was surprised when a hand slipped on my shoulder only to put a plate on my line of vision, "Chocolate..." I just nodded as I watch him walk to his seat and look at me.

"El, I have something to tell you..." Oh great, here it is, the mighty announcement.

Elle, we're going to have a divorce....Wtf. What the fu*k or Well that's fantastic?

I stared at him as he focused his eyes on his own slice of chocolate cake "It's about our divorce, right?" I murmurred making him stare at me before nodding his head. "Okay. You'll say that you don't want to be with me now, are you?" He had his head down, determine of not answering me.

"You are tired to try. You are exhausted, annoyed and irritated to see this stupid moron face as you clearly stated it, am I right?" I pointed at my face as he continue to stare down on his plate, playing with his cake. "Well, when do we sign it?" I bit my lips to stop myself from whimpering.

Can't he see that I'm hurt? He's so insensitive, isn't he?

"My lawyer told me that our wedding only last for two years and it depends to us now if we wanted for it to extend. Are you willing to extend?" I grabbed a spoonful of the chocolate cake and let him talk.

Whatever, I know you don't want me.

"So, what are you going to say about it? Do you want to?" He asked again after a few heartbeats. I wanted to explode right there in front of him and tell him of what I feel. Though I know that he will just tease me because I am too weak. Too weak to fell in love with a guy like him.

I grabbed another spoonful and shove it in my mouth. It did not stop him to pester me for answers and as I swallowed the remains down, I look at him and replied "Let it be."

I got out of my seat and wash my own dish, still not caring that he was following me around the kitchen.

I mean, why would he act like this when a few hours ago he can't even look me in the eye. He was telling me that he can't love me the same way I did to him. So why now?

"Elle, I know you want for us to work and I'd be happy to-- " I tune his voice off and focus on the task at hand. After awhile he rerurn to his seat, I can hear him talking on the phone but I couldn't careless. "Elle you can't get away from this forever." He told me before resuming the call with his client.

I passed by him and after a moment, I could hear his foot steps littering behind me as I went inside my room.


I warned him as I turned around yet I'm surprise to see no one. Geez, could it be possible that I'm hallucinating about all these?

I sighed once again before I enter my room, dropping myself down on my bed. Yes, it's my bed because he never sleeps here, except last night. He never really sleep here in this house in the first place for he have a freaking penthouse on his building. And I never had the chance to see it, or would I ever have the chance to because I only have a year left. Or less?


I wonder if my parents know about this or- "El, move your ass off my side."

Oooh, the pillow talks!

I turned to my left only to see the man in suit now dress with white tee's like, Mine? "Who told you that you can borrow my shirt?!" I pinched his sides only to earn a groan instead of an answer.

"Well, this is mine, okay?" He pointed down on my shirt and said, "This is my home, my room, my bed, my shirt, Mine!" he frowned down at me and turn to his side, "I'll sleep now..."

"No, you shouldn't! You promise you won't sleep with me and this is my room, Gabe. My bed and that, " I pulled the tee from his back and tried to remove it.

Keyword 'TRIED'


He turned back before flipping us and trapping me below. He gave me one of those devilish smirk that made my heart flutter before he flicked his tongue, giving me a kiss.

Wtf! This freakin' arse kissed me again!

"This is my room, amore. My shirt, see?" He pulled it out of his body and show the tag that says, GABE

"But, but--" He pulled the shirt out of my head before showing me the same tag, giving me a smirk as he gaze down my chest.

Oh my, oh my my...

I covered my exposed feminity as he chuckled, throwing me his shirt as I scrambled to put it on me as fast as possible. I can feel myself heating up as I tried to cover myself from him.

I can't believe that he saw me naked for the third time.

I pulled the blanket over me as I replayed everything.

God, one minute he talks about our divorce then the next thing I know is I'm lying down below him, naked. I snuggled close to my pillow and close my eyes tightly.

Goodness, this is so embarrassing, but I can't forget it...can I?

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