Becoming the Billionaire's Wife

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my brothers for protection and care was the most rational way possible. But not with my family. Not with my situation. Things were tight righ

don't have class. But based on the fact that I'm also the one paying for my Law School,

aid quickly. He had taken a loan from the wrong people. In adherence to this, I found myself working as I maid for six months in an extremely dangerous household. I've always suspected that they were the mafia or something. And things were extremely difficult there. The man of the House, whom I assumed was the person my father had tak

ties raided the place. when I came back home everything was perfectly normal. They didn't even seem like they worried about me. They were all ok I'm stuck with my absence. with th

nts' house, it has enabled me to c

reeps up before I rise from my chair, setting down my laptop, and advance towards the kitchen. It's like I alr

ds past..' She says with a frustrated tone, setting down the ca

the baking?' I ask, irritation flagging down my senses once again. I hated this. Bu

ng my eyes as she opens the oven and pulled out the

with other people have never been great. I'm always an introvert. I prefer being by myself than making conversations with

oking for them. What are you not telling

that we are having today. And besides, it's time for you to get out of that shell and meet new people.' Comes the boo

r groceries that you gave me to have

at I'm going to have a break this month. That I do not need to worr

er. and besides...' She doesn't finish her sentence before a fleet of flashy cars moves past our house. Advancing towar

se that I was the only one in the ki

thing and I have a feeling I'

tting mum and dad to open up. Dad trusts him more than he trusts all of us. sometimes we even suspect that Philip send

been left behind to take care of the home while still chasing my dreams. I wanted to become a lawyer. in the objective of fighting agai

jective for what they tru

ide. When I move towards them and cast my eyes upon the beautiful tarmac roads of the street, I spot the fleet of cars that had been pas

on their faces have not yet eased up. My father is on edge. Acting differently. Even though he's always acting like this

I ask, my heart suddenly beating

hood. like this compound wasn't my home. because something sinister was going on and I had absolutely no idea about it. I didn't even know that this wa

wait for me to get back from school and prepare a meal. if not she was always going to order pizza or Italian. But this right here might just as well be the answers to the questions I had the whole morning. what the hell was ev

his hair combed backward and he looks like some dangerous mystery man. assuming he's

stand next to her but I can only stare perplexed at the shoes that step out of the car before the tall manly figure finally stands. I a

he greek-god-like man approaches me. He had a dark bristly mustache, a

lips were moving, he was

law. He had defined cheekbones, Viking dark hair, and

k me out of my trance and ca

nderson Tate,