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THE BILLIONAIRE'S PROSTITUTE WIFE Chapter 46
Chapter 46After Olivia introduced herself to Hunter as his mother, she started making herself a regular presence at Mikhail's estate. Each day, Hunter’s confusion grew as he saw Olivia repeatedly, but not Calliope. His doubts and suspicions began to surface, especially since Mikhail had stopped mentioning Calliope altogether.Feeling unsettled, Hunter started hiding from his father before Mikhail left for work. It was his small act of rebellion, driven by the absence of any mention of Calliope and the growing uncertainty about this new woman in his life.But Mikhail was too absorbed in his search for Calliope to notice Hunter’s growing rebellion. His mind was consumed with thoughts of how to locate her, especially since Clarke had been remarkably adept at keeping her hidden.As he emerged from the elevator, gripping a case tightly in his hand, he headed purposefully towards his office. However, just before he could reach his door, his secretary hurried over, looking flustered.“Mr. M
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PROSTITUTE WIFE Chapter 47
Chapter 47Hunter had spent the morning hiding in his usual spot behind the large armchair in his father’s study. The room smelled faintly of leather and wood polish. It was a comforting scent for the little boy who had grown tired of seeing Olivia around. He missed his Mommy Callie, the one who always hugged him, sang softly, and tucked him into bed. But now, she was gone, and no one would tell him why.As he peeked out from his hiding place, he overheard Olivia talking to one of the maids, her voice too sweet, too fake. “Hunter will get used to me. I’m his real mother, after all. He just needs time,” she said with a smug smile.Hunter’s heart sank. He didn’t want to get used to her. She wasn’t his mommy, not the way Callie was.So the little boy waited for the right moment and quietly crawled to hide behind the study’s heavy curtains. His small fingers gripped the fabric tightly as he peered out, his heart racing. Olivia had left the room, or at least he thought she had. He had seen
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PROSTITUTE WIFE Chapter 48
Chapter 48As Hunter reached his room, he sat on the edge of his bed, staring out the window. His small hands clenched the fabric of his blanket as Olivia's harsh words echoed in his mind."She might have found a new family..."The idea filled him with dread.Mommy Callie wouldn’t leave me, would she? She promised we would always be together.He couldn’t shake the image of her with another family, holding someone else’s hand, singing to another child. The thought made his chest tighten, and tears threatened to fall again. He had to do something—he couldn’t just sit here and let Olivia’s words become true.Hunter glanced at the door while his mind raced with plans. He had tried sneaking out before, but this time it had to be different. He would wait until Olivia isn’t paying attention. His little heart pounded with nervous anticipation, but his resolve grew stronger. He had to find Calliope. She was his real mommy, the one who loved him the most.Hunter hurriedly packed a small backpac
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PROSTITUTE WIFE Chapter 49
Chapter 49Calliope’s heart pounded as she stumbled forward, her voice trembling with emotion. "Hunter..." she called out again, her voice barely a whisper.The small figure slowly turned toward her, eyes wide and tear-streaked. There he was—her Hunter. The boy who had filled her life with purpose and light, even in her darkest moments. He looked scared, confused, and cold, but most of all, he looked small. Too small to be out here, in the cold night, in a place like this.Hunter blinked up at her, recognition dawning on his innocent face. “Mommy Callie?” he whispered, his voice breaking as if he couldn't believe his eyes.Tears welled up in Calliope’s eyes as she dropped to her knees, not caring about the dirt or the pain shooting through her body. She reached out, pulling him into her arms and holding him tightly, as if afraid he might disappear. "Yes, baby, it's me. It's Mommy Callie..." Her voice cracked as she buried her face into his hair, her tears soaking into his little coat.
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PROSTITUTE WIFE Chapter 50
Chapter 50Calliope slowly stirred as the sterile scent of antiseptic filled her senses. Her eyelids felt heavy, but with effort, they fluttered open, revealing the dim lighting of a hospital room. The white ceiling above her was unfamiliar, and as she blinked, the beeping of machines near her became more pronounced.She was in a hospital bed.Her body felt weak, her arms too heavy to lift. The IV in her hand tugged uncomfortably when she tried to move. For a moment, she just lay there, taking in the surroundings in a daze as the memories of the night before were hazy and fragmented.Her throat was dry, and she tried to speak, but her voice barely came out in a hoarse whisper. “Hunter…”Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Clarke walked in. His expression softened the moment he saw her awake."Calliope," Clarke said, his voice low, but there was relief and tension with it . He quickly moved to her side, pulling a chair closer to sit down. "You're awake."Calliope's lips parted, but be
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PROSTITUTE WIFE Chapter 51
Chapter 51Clarke sat beside Calliope, carefully peeling a fruit. His movements were steady but his mind was clearly elsewhere. Mikhail who stood by the door, had brought his own basket of fruits and flowers for Calliope. He placed them gently on the table beside her bed as his gaze lingering on her while he straightened up, folding his arms over his chest. His eyes flitted between Clarke and Calliope with suspicion flickering in his expression.“What did the doctor say?” Mikhail asked suddenly, his voice cutting through the room like a sharp blade. The question caught Clarke off guard, his hands momentarily freezing as he stopped slicing. For a second, the tension was palpable.Clarke quickly composed himself, resuming his task, though there was a slight tremor in his hands. "Fatigue and stress," he replied smoothly, the lie slipping off his tongue without hesitation, though it gnawed at him inside. It wasn’t entirely false—Calliope was fatigued and stressed—but it was only a shadow
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PROSTITUTE WIFE Chapter 52
Chapter 52Clarke’s chest heaved with anger, his hands trembling as he tried to rein in his emotions. Mikhail’s words, however, only stoked the fire. He glared at Mikhail with an intensity that could have burned a hole through him. "And what about the woman she just attacked?" Clarke spat, his voice low and dangerous. "You’re defending her?"Mikhail faltered for a split second, but his gaze hardened. "I’m not defending anyone, but I won’t stand by and let you hit her."Clarke’s eyes darkened, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he stepped back, hands raised in mock surrender. "You don’t stand by, huh? You didn’t stand by while she was about to throw that bag at Calliope, right?" His voice dripped with sarcasm, each word cutting deeper.His jaw tightened, wanting to say more but before he did so, Calliope’s soft voice cut through the tension like a knife. "It's alright, Clarke." Her words hung in the air, laced with quiet resignation. She bent down, picking up Olivia’
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PROSTITUTE WIFE Chapter 53
Chapter 53As the door shut behind Mikhail and Olivia, Clarke remained rooted in place, his eyes locked on Calliope. He studied her, trying to understand what was going on in her head, but the more he looked, the more he realized he was failing to grasp it. His confusion simmered, finally spilling out into words."Why?" His voice was laced with disbelief. "Why did you have to do that? You knew the boy would be hurt if you said that."There was a hint of guilt in his tone—not just for Hunter, but for himself, because deep down, Clarke already knew the answer to his own question. Yet, he needed to hear her say it. But Calliope remained silent, her gaze distant, as if she hadn’t heard him at all.The silence weighed on him until it snapped something inside. "Say something, Calliope!" he burst out, his voice sharper than intended, his frustration clear.But when she finally met his eyes, it wasn’t her tears that made him falter. It was the hollow look in them—the emptiness that had swallo
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