The billionaire's contracted wife

n like this all day long, it's almost frighten

ll smiles before, fr

u mean by that? How can you say that I'm fool

sh. I said that you are smi

the diff

Ella was

me, what's making you all so

is going to propose ton

you think he's going to prop

to give me a special gift, something that I have always desired. Come o

. I have to go now, I'm not going to do the night shift today. Ple

darkened i

. Just remember you owe me a favor,"

." Lena happily hugge

essly. 'She's even dressed huh? I hope that son of a

.

time. After looking at the table number he sent to her, she quickly went inside the hotel. She met one of the sta

d not here yet? What could possibly still be holding him?' Anyway, it was

e. He was wearing a small smile o

ot caught up in the studio, you know, tr

nd more time in the studio. Was it that important?' Richard was a musician-or so.

s songs, and they were all wack. But seeing how much work he put into his craft, she

ze. I do understand how important your work

happily and con

e self, but somehow he seemed agitated or nervous. She couldn't put her hand on wh

was no way you wouldn't be aware if he or she started actin

right Richard? Are you s

rking in the studio and that it was nothing much. What he said did

themselves. A few minutes after her first drink, Lena started feelin

veins, spreading all over her body. Her vision blurred, colors m

drunk alcohol on some special occasions like this, so she was familiar with her body

knew that some

forward and a

unk. Come let me take you to the room I had

on, she was still able to r

ith me? No way that can be true, right?' Lena felt amused. She had

ard if he proposed to her today, but alas, Richard wasn't patient and

rasped his shoulder tightly and balanced her shoulders

feeling now couldn't be described as simply being drunk. At the moment, her mind f

smile triumphantly. At last, he had succeeded. He had a look of pity when he

Her breath grew hotter and hotter as she clung

to hur