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The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Olivia’s Jealousy
Cathleen stood in front of the full-length mirror, admiring the reflection of her thick, jet-black hair that cascaded down to her waist. It was one of the few things she knew about herself—everything else, including her husband, Xavier, was a mystery. She didn't want to give him the wrong impression of her lack of knowledge, but she had agreed to marry him and sign the marriage contract nonetheless. "I can't be late for work today," she muttered to herself as she made her way from the bedroom to her study.As she settled into her chair, she pulled out the contract that Xavier had drafted and placed it on her desk. A sense of unease washed over her as she opened the document, but before she could start reading, she remembered she needed some caffeine to fully wake up. She descended the stairs to make herself a cup of coffee before returning to her study and resuming her seat on the plush couch. With trepidation, she began to read through the words scrawled by her alleged husband, tryin
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Where are you staying?
A month later,Cathleen was confused as to why there was no information on her husband on the internet. So she opened her laptop once more and continued her search, but she came up empty. After that, she used her hacking skills to gain access to the Knight group and learn more about Xavier Alexander Knight. Due to the stringent security measures taken by the company, this was not an easy task. She was taken aback to learn that the man was the owner of Knight Group International.She started rubbing her temples and then dove headfirst into researching her husband’s background further. It was common knowledge that the man was a Casanova. Cathleen then smiled because she knew that the man was not one to settle down. She stood on the balcony and reflected on the circumstances that led to her marriage to Finn’s uncle. The two men were just the same to her. She went back to her bedroom and slept.The sun rose, casting its warm rays over the bustling city. With a satisfied stomach from her b
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter The Wife
The sky was a dark, brooding gray, and the rain fell in sheets, lashing against the windows with relentless force. The howling wind rattled the panes of glass and shook the trees outside. Inside her study, Cathleen sat at her desk, surrounded by books and papers scattered haphazardly around her. She had just finished putting away some notes when she heard her phone begin to ring. A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she reached for it, glancing at the caller ID before answering. Cathleen: Hello, father. A warm smile spread across the person's face as they heard Cathleen's voice on the other end of the line. The man's heart swelled at being addressed as "Father," a title the man had long longed for since the moment he laid eyes on the precious gem on the other side of the line. It was hard to believe that the usually distant and cold Cathleen was now speaking to him with such affection and familiarity. But the joy could not be contained, and he felt tears prick at the cor
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter The Slut
The early morning sunlight streamed through the kitchen windows, casting a warm glow over Cathleen as she bustled about preparing old Mr. Knight's favorite breakfast. The tantalizing scents of sizzling bacon, buttery pancakes, and freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, creating a mouth-watering aroma that filled the room.The maids watched in awe and admiration as Cathleen expertly flipped the pancakes and arranged them on a platter with precision. Some even dared to ask for her secret recipes, amazed by the delicious smells and flavors that filled their senses. Memories of cooking for Finn flooded back to Cathleen, but she pushed them aside and focused on creating the perfect breakfast for Mr. Knight. She wanted to make this meal special for him, just like she used to before Finn betrayed her.Drawn to the enticing aroma wafting from the kitchen, Xavier left the warmth of his room and descended the stairs. As he turned the corner, his eyes widened in amazement at the sight bef
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Who is she?
The pair of grandfather and grandson gracefully made their way through the ornate halls of the mansion. Finn, with a twinkle in his eye, confidently chose a seat next to Olivia, his heart racing at the thought of her company. Cathleen, trying her best to blend in as the supposed wife, sat beside her pretend husband. She eagerly began to serve food to the plate of the elderly Mr. Knight, placing a bowl of his favorite soup in front of him.Xavier, ever the gentleman, did not serve himself but instead patiently waited for Cathleen to do so for him as well. Confusion flickered across Cathleen's features as she glanced at Xavier, but he remained composed and simply gestured for her to serve him as well. She couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation, looking between the two men with amusement and disbelief."Oh, Father, you know Xavi can be such a sweet little boy sometimes." She deftly grabbed a china plate from the table, her fingers grazing the edges as she balanced it i
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Should I be expecting grandchildren any time soon?
"As a matter of fact, Xavier and I went to Bali for our honeymoon, Father." Cathleen shocked Xavier even more."Did you?" Cathleen's head bobbed up and down in agreement, her long jet-black hair catching the sunlight as she leaned forward. The old man's face lit up with a toothy grin, his wrinkled hand grasping hers tightly in excitement. "Should I be expecting grandchildren any time soon?" Xavier's hand flew to his throat, and he gasped for air as tightness squeezed his windpipe. He struggled to form words, but only strangled sounds came out."Father..." Cathleen cut him off."Of course. We are still trying." Cathleen exclaimed, her voice filled with bubbling excitement. Her gaze involuntarily flicked to Xavier's mistress, a slight smile tugging at her lips. She had assumed that Xavier had informed Olivia about their pretend marriage, so she didn't hold back. With every fiber of her being, she was determined to keep the old man happy. Leaning in closer to him, she whispered, "Maybe l
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Trying to be Cathleen
The last bites of food disappeared from their plates, leaving only crumbs and smears of sauce. Olivia couldn't help but continue to stare at Cathleen, her gaze drawn to every little detail. She compared Cathleen's eyes to her own, noticing the subtle differences in color and shape. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't understand what it was about Cathleen that had captivated Xavier so completely. And even more confusing was what had caused him to marry her. As she studied Cathleen's features, Olivia couldn't deny the other woman's beauty. Her lips were full and perfectly shaped, with a natural rosy hue. Her skin was flawless like a porcelain doll brought to life. She could have easily graced the pages of a fashion magazine or walked down any runway with confidence. It was no wonder Xavier had fallen for her charm and elegance.For Olivia to look like that, the studio would have to put on so much makeup for her to get that face that Cathleen had on. Gazing upon Cathleen, her perfect
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter You are not my wife
"Yes, but I screwed up, and now I have the feeling that she married my uncle just to get back at me." Olivia, who had been fidgeting uncomfortably at the table, was now like a hyena, her eyes narrowing as she hungrily scanned the conversation around her. She savored every moment spent at the table, feeling her tense muscles relax with each passing minute. But her engaging conversation with Finn was abruptly cut short when Old Mr. Knight stood to his feet and announced that they were leaving. The room suddenly grew quiet as everyone scrambled to finish their drinks and gather their belongings, a sense of finality hanging in the air. Olivia's excitement and enjoyment quickly turned into disappointment and longing for more time at the table with Finn.As soon as the old man and Finn had left, Olivia couldn't contain her excitement, and a grin spread across her face. With a newfound power over Cathleen, she savored the moment and took a sip of the delicious mimosa cocktail that Cathleen h
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The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Our last dance
Xavier strode through the door, the weight of the day sloughing off his shoulders at the sight ahead. Cathleen stood at the stove, her movements fluid, and practiced, with little Bella snug against her back in a carrier, her chubby cheeks squished against her mother's spine. He couldn't help but smile."Hey, my girls," he murmured, bending to press a kiss first on Cathleen's temple, then on Bella's forehead, inhaling the homely scent of cooking and baby shampoo. He watched them for a moment longer before turning away, the warmth of their closeness giving way to the chill of the sitting room."I know you don't want to hear this," he called over his shoulder, the words carrying an edge as they cut through the domestic scene, "but your father has been discharged from the hospital."Cathleen's stirring stilled, her body tensing up. She exhaled, a weary sound that seemed to carry all the weight of her dread. "I can't lose him," she whispered more to herself than to Xavier."Old man's tough
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter No one's dying today
Xavier’s heart was pounding, and his footsteps thundered as he descended the stairs. The scene before him was a twisted tableau: Avery’s arm was outstretched, her gun aimed directly at Cathleen, his wife, but Cathleen stood firm, unflinching, like stone."Aaa, right on time, babe," Avery cooed, her gaze sickly sweet upon Xavier. "I wanted you to watch when I shot her; she is the wall blocking our love from blooming.""Fuck," he muttered under his breath, his hands lifting in a gesture of surrender. "Avery, you must have forgotten; I am Cathleen's husband, not yours." His voice was ice, calmness belying the chaos."Always playing saint, aren't we?" Avery's scorn sliced through the air. "It has always been simple. Live your life to the fullest, but stay away from what's mine. Was that too much to ask Cathleen?"Her laughter was manic, echoing off the walls.Xavier's eyes flicked to Cathleen, searching for fear, for surrender. There was none. She was a fortress, her expression unreadable
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter You took my toy
Chaos erupted. Amidst the somber atmosphere of the funeral, a sudden shriek shattered the silence as William's lifeless body collapsed onto the ground. His blood stained the grass, mingling with the soil near Dora's freshly filled grave. "Oh, my God!" The cry echoed through the cemetery."She shot her own father!" Accusations flew as mourners scattered like leaves in a gale.Avery stood there, her face contorted with rage; her gun was still pointed at Cathleen. William took a shot for Cathleen because he couldn’t let her die; she was the only good one in the family. William’s body is now a barrier to Avery's twisted desires. People swarmed between them, their panic a living wall blocking Avery's line of fire."Move!" Avery's scream lashed out, raw and violent. But the crowd surged, oblivious to her fury. She spat venom at Cathleen, her voice a snarl. "You fucking bitch, I will make sure I finish what I started, and I will never stop until Xavier is mine!"Cathleen refused to let the c
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter See you in hell Bitch!
A chill wind swept over the cemetery, rustling the solemn rows of tombstones. Cathleen's heels crunched on the gravel, her black dress clinging to her like a second skin. Xavier's arm was a vice around their daughter Bella, his jaw set and eyes dark as the sky above. Murmurs rippled through the crowd as they advanced, a wave of turned heads marking their path."Look at that," someone hissed from the sea of black attire."Did she really have to come?""Shh...it's starting."They settled near the front, close enough for William to feel their presence. His eyes met Cathleen's, an unspoken storm in the glance they shared. Cathleen lowered her gaze, a silent nod to the man who'd never let her fall. Avery, standing rigid by the casket, simmered with an anger so potent it could curdle blood."You shouldn't be here," she spat under her breath, words meant for snakes's ears only.Cathleen ignored her, the air too thick with grief and old grudges. She straightened, shoulders back, defiance etch
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Your Father Needs You
Xavier's arms, sinewy and sure, cradled Cathleen's limp form as he lifted her from the cold, unforgiving floor of the dungeon. The dim light cast shadows over her face, the afterglow of their session still etched on her features. He navigated the hallway with a predator's grace, each step deliberate, carrying his wife to the sanctuary of their bedroom and throwing the walk-in closet.He laid her down on the bed, silk sheets enveloping her like a lover's embrace. Xavier’s eyes lingered on Cathleen, tracing the curve of her cheek, the swell of her chest rising and falling in slumber. She was a vision—a tempestuous beauty drained by their shared intensity.The need for taking a shower before he sleeps pulled him away, and he slipped out of his clothes, leaving them in a heap. The shower beckoned, a hiss of steam and spray echoing off the marble. Water cascaded over him, a baptism washing away the remnants of their dark play.Surrounded by a thick cloud of steam, the sound of his phone pi
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter A Beautiful Sated Mess
Cathleen's tongue moved with skilled precision, tracing the throbbing vein beneath his tight skin. Every time she sucked on it, he let out a deep guttural groan, his hips a machine of raw, carnal rhythm. he was using her as an instrument to fulfill his primal needs. She was merely an object to him, a tool for his darkest cravings, and yet she gloried in it."Fuck," he gasped, his voice a low animal growl. His body tensed, every muscle coiled tight, ready to unleash the storm brewing deep within his loins. Her mouth—so damn perfect—was both his heaven and hell. He hovered, teetering on the brink of oblivion, debating whether to cum on her face or her throat.Swallow it, he decided.He drove into her, relentless, his grip on her hair unyielding. Small thrusts turned her throat into his personal sanctum, his temple of release. And then the curse of his climax broke free—a whisper against the roar of his pleasure. Hot jets filled her, branding her insides, and though she gagged, she took
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter How I crave it
Cathleen's gaze lingered on the floor, her posture a silent testament to submission. The air crackled with tension, thick with the scent of longing and power. Xavier towered over her, his presence an oppressive force that kept her tethered to the spot."You're going to let me fuck your mouth," he commanded, voice like gravel. His eyes bored into her, capturing every flicker of emotion that danced across her features. Lust swirled there, betraying her inner turmoil. "And if you're lucky, I'll let you cum before I'm done with you for the night. But you've got to make it good for me if you want that to happen. Do you understand?"Her silence hung heavy between them until he prodded, "I asked you a question."She nodded, her voice a whisper lost in the void. "I understand.""Good girl," Xavier praised, a crooked smile playing on his lips. He made a show of unbuckling his belt, the sound slicing through Cathleen's resolve. His cock sprang free, already half-hard—evidence of his own desire
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Good Girl
Cathleen's jaw tightened, and she gritted her teeth as Xavier's fingers glided over her skin. She held herself back, resisting the urge to give in to the overwhelming feeling of pleasure. He enjoyed the resistance she put up and the battle between them as she fought against him. But he knew it wouldn't last for long."Fuck," the word hissed out between her teeth—a half curse, half sigh—as he withdrew from her most sensitive spot, only to invade her with a sudden thrust. His fingers curled inside her, an unspoken invitation to succumb. Cathleen’s body betrayed her with a shudder, slick warmth coating his probing digits."Mmm, it feels like you want my dick in you right now, Cat." Xavier's voice dripped with taunting arrogance. "Do you want me to fuck you? Bend you over?"Silence hung, broken only by her stifled whimper. Her silence was submission enough for now.As he observed her, Xavier couldn't help but notice the quickening rise and fall of her chest, a clear sign of her arousal de
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Come here
"Come here," Xavier commanded, the authority in his voice as palpable as the tension crackling between them. Cathleen’s glare could have cut glass, but she stepped forward anyway, her heels clicking sharply against the cold floor. Towering over her, he reveled in the height difference, utilizing it to impose and dominate. His hand reached out, fingers grazing her jaw, demanding her gaze."Look at me." The words were a velvet growl.Reluctantly, her eyes met his, defiance sparking within their depths. Even scowling, she exuded a beauty that was raw and real, stirring something predatory within him. Swiftly, he fastened the collar around her neck, meticulously adjusting it until it lay just so. The ring dangled, a silent testament to who commanded this game."Perfect," he murmured, stepping back to admire her. His eyes traced her form, approving yet unsatisfied. He held up a finger, a silent command punctuated by a menacing grin. "Wait one second. Don't move.""Is that an order, sir?" H
