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Chapter 13Mikhail stood stiffly in front of the altar, the hired priest by his side, as he glanced around at the small gathering of hired witnesses. The setup was perfect for the charade he had orchestrated, but one key element was missing—Calliope. His patience was wearing thin, and he couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "What's taking her so long?"He glanced at his watch, irritation bubbling up as the minutes dragged on. Just as he was about to send someone to check, the door at the end of the aisle creaked open. Clarke stepped inside, giving Mikhail a thumbs up, signaling that the bride was about to enter. The tension in Mikhail’s shoulders eased slightly, and the soft strains of the wedding march filled the room.The photographers, discreetly positioned around the venue, began snapping pictures as the entourage started their slow procession down the aisle. Mikhail tried to maintain a composed expression, though his eyes were glued to the doors. And then, with a dramatic f
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PROSTITUTE WIFE Chapter 14
Chapter 14After the ceremony, Mikhail brought Calliope to his estate, a grand and imposing mansion that stood as a testament to his wealth and status. The car ride had been silent, filled with an uncomfortable tension. Upon arriving, Mikhail exited the vehicle briskly, barely acknowledging Calliope as she stepped out, still clothed in her wedding dress.As they got inside the estate, the atmosphere was cold and formal. Mikhail's avoidance was obvious. His very expression was distant as he led her through the ornate hallways. Calliope who was still trying to adjust to her new reality still followed him quietly, her heart heavy with uncertainty. The silence was finally broken as she reached out to him."Mikhail... honey...?" she called softly, attempting to reach for his hand.He shrugged away from her touch, a scowl crossing his face. "You shouldn’t have done that," he muttered, his tone clipped.Calliope flinched, her eyes widening in confusion. "Why...? I'm your wife now, aren't I?"
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PROSTITUTE WIFE Chapter 15
Chapter 15The afternoon sun streamed through the large windows of the estate and shone across the living room. It has been a week and Calliope who is now feeling more at ease in her new role, hummed a soft melody as she wiped down the coffee table. The remnants of Hunter's snack—crumbs and a few sticky fingerprints—were quickly disappearing under her careful touch. Her song was light and soothing, a tune she remembered from her own childhood. It had always brought her comfort, and now, in this new and strange environment, it brought her a sense of peace.As she worked, a maid named Marie entered the room, carrying a tray of fresh linens. But she instantly paused in her tracks, her eyes widening in surprise at the sight of Calliope cleaning the table. Marie hurried over, looking rattled. "Madame, please," she exclaimed, reaching for the cloth in Calliope's hand. "You shouldn't be doing this! It's my job to clean up."But Calliope turned to the maid with a gentle smile, holding the clo
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PROSTITUTE WIFE Chapter 16
Chapter 16It was a beautiful weekend morning, the kind where the sky stretched endlessly blue and the air was crisp with the promise of autumn. Mikhail sat outside on the patio of his estate, his laptop balanced on his knees and a steaming cup of coffee in his hand. He had settled into the rhythm of work, enjoying the peaceful ambiance of the morning. The soft rustling of leaves in the gentle breeze and the occasional chirp of birds were the only sounds that accompanied him—until a burst of giggles and laughter broke through the tranquility.Mikhail paused with his fingers hovering over the keyboard. He then looked up as a curious smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. The sounds of joy were unmistakably from Hunter and Calliope. And so he craned his neck, trying to locate them, his eyes scanning the expansive yard. Until his gaze settled on the maze of low hedges a short distance away, where he spotted Calliope and Hunter. They were clearly visible over the top of the bushes, and
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Chapter 17As soon as Calliope finally recovered, they continued their day's playful banter. Hunter began sprinting away from Calliope, giggling as she chased after him. His laughter echoed through the air and it was a sound that brought a tender smile to her face. She caught up to him just as he tripped, catching him in her arms before he fell, both of them collapsing into a heap of laughter on the manicured lawn.It was in this moment, their laughter still ringing out, that the distant sound of the estate’s front gates creaking open caught Calliope’s attention. She paused as her gaze shifted towards the entrance of the estate. A sleek, black luxury car glided through the open gates and made its way down the long driveway, its presence immediately drawing her curiosity.The car came to a stop near the main entrance, and there was a brief pause before the door swung open. Out stepped a stunning woman, tall and poised, exuding confidence with every movement. She wore a striking red bod
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Chapter 18Mikhail watched Olivia's reaction, his eyes narrowed as he replayed the scene that had just unfolded. Her arrival had been unexpected, but not entirely unwelcome. He had anticipated this moment, carefully orchestrating the pieces that would lead her back into his life, if only to see her beg for the family she had so carelessly discarded.When Hunter had looked up at Olivia and confusion was written all over his innocent face, Mikhail had felt a surge of satisfaction. He had never told his son who his real mother was, never uttered her name in their home. To Hunter, Olivia was just another stranger, someone who held no significance in his life. And when Hunter had looked at Calliope and declared her as his mother, Mikhail had seen the flicker of pain in Olivia's eyes, the brief moment where her carefully constructed facade had cracked.He could tell she was hurt, that much was clear. But he also knew Olivia better than she knew herself. The pain she felt wasn’t just for the
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PROSTITUTE WIFE Chapter 19
Chapter 19“You seem happy?” Calliope asked, handing Mikhail a glass of orange juice while Hunter stood beside her, his tiny hand clinging onto her dress.Mikhail’s smile widened as he accepted the glass and sipped from it. He then gently pulled Calliope onto his lap, his actions tender but deliberate, making sure Hunter saw the gesture. As Calliope settled against him, Mikhail wrapped his arms around her, positioning her comfortably.Hunter’s eyes lit up at the sight. He bounced excitedly on the spot, his face a picture of pure joy. “Me too! Me too!” he shouted, his little arms reaching out eagerly towards Calliope.Calliope and Mikhail laughed heartily at Hunter’s adorable display. She set the tray down on the nearby table and with a playful grin, lifted Hunter into her arms. Mikhail chuckled, his laughter warm and genuine, as he wrapped his arms around both Calliope and Hunter to steady them.“You’re too light, don’t you think?” Mikhail asked, his tone both curious and affectionate
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PROSTITUTE WIFE Chapter 20
Chapter 20“You look beautiful,” he whispered, his words catching her off guard.Mikhail smiled playfully and winked at her, leaving Calliope momentarily dumbfounded. “Come on now, let me take you to the car,” he proposed, placing a hand on Calliope’s lower back. She flinched slightly, surprised by the unexpected touch. It was the first time he had ever been that physically affectionate with her.He then led the two of them to the car, where he knocked on the driver’s window. The glass slowly slid down, and Mikhail leaned in slightly. “Drive carefully,” he reminded the driver, his tone light but carrying a hint of warning.“Yes, sir,” the driver responded respectfully.Mikhail hummed in approval before tapping the roof of the car, his other hand casually tucked into his pocket. With his eyeglasses, messy hair, sweatpants, and loose shirt, he looked more like a college student cramming for exams than the CEO he usually presented himself as. He waved goodbye as the car drove off toward
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