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The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back Did you get my gift?
“The text must have been sent by her aide,” Brion said, placing his hand under his jaw, looking to be in deep thought. “Exactly my concerns. According to the doctor, she took the poison between 4 PM and 5 PM. We arrived an hour later, while the text was sent at 5:20. I believe her accomplice harmed her. But why? Why go to such an extreme to get rid of her? Did they perhaps have a falling out?” I wondered, relaxing on the chair. To avoid getting overheard by the sleeping kids, we stayed outside their ward. With everything happening, I had no intention of letting them out of our sight, which was why I always had Brion over whenever I wanted to leave. “This is something we will know the answer to when she wakes, that's if she does,” Brion let out a sigh.“The doctor said she will survive. However, she might have complications. Not like that's my concern. I just want her awake, so she can tell us where they took Dashiell. The more time we waste, the more in trouble he will be. We need
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back I've gotten their location
“Are you alright?” Brion scrunched his face as he watched me. He got up from the bed and sauntered towards me, to take the things I got. “Do you want to talk about it?”I turned to look at my kids before shaking my head. Forcing a smile I walked up to their bed. Willow and River were sitting on her bed, playing games with Brion's phone, but they stopped when I walked in. “Mum, are you okay?” Willow asked, looking as worried as Brion looked. “Of course, why won't I?” Sitting on the bed, I grinned. “So, what have you guys been up to? Still playing that game?” I made a face at that. I'd seen no attractions with playing games that weren't puzzles. Anything aside from that was a 'no' for me. “Uncle Brion downloaded a new game!” River gushed, passing the phone to me. “We have been playing it since you left. So far, I have gotten the best score. Willow can't play.”“Yeah, the same way you can't play my dress-up games better than me.” Willow folded her arms, glaring at him. “Of course, I
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back Don't come closer
DASHIELL I should have known it was a fucking trap, but I blindly walked into the house without a moment of hesitation. My only mistake was not telling anyone about it. I figured Lilith was the only one there and couldn't hurt me. Who would have thought it was a fucking ambush???Grunting, I tried to sit up on the bed, but couldn't. My entire body hurts. I believed they hit me pretty badly when I fell unconscious because the moment I woke up; it felt as if a train ran over me. Gritting out, I attempted once more to sit up. The chain clinked together as I did that; the ones holding on to my ankle, making it difficult for me to stretch my feet. Puffing out a breath. I glanced around the place they kept me. It looked rundown.The walls were cracked, with peeling paint and rusty pipes exposed. A faint smell of mould and decay hung in the air. I didn't know where I was, but I knew it wasn't in the best part of the city. A lone, flickering light bulb cast eerie shadows on the walls. The
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back Tortured
I screamed out. It felt like ants were crawling inside my body, looking for a way out. The woman's sharp laughter accompanied my scream. I didn't make out anything else she said because of the intense pain, one which rocked me to my core. I tugged on the chains holding me, screaming out as I barred my teeth. I wanted an out, to get away from whatever was in the injection. Beads of sweat trailed down my face as I continued to tug on the chain, screaming. Almost instantly, the pain stopped. It was as if someone were using a button to control the intensity. Panting, I peered up at her, my eyes narrowed, and my teeth barred. “Do you like my gift?” She chuckled, amused at my misery. I opened my mouth to speak, but couldn't let out a word before a new intense wave of shock went through me. I arched my back, my body convulsing as the electricity coursed through my veins. The chains rattled against the wall as I thrashed about, desperate to escape the agony. The woman's laughter grew loude
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back Taught to shoot
NOVAI called Ben after I got his number from Henry, and he came over to the hospital. It was late, but I asked him to escort me to check the location out while advising Brion to call the cops if he didn't hear from us. I didn't want to repeat the same mistakes Dashiell did. I knew calling the cops was the best to do, but wanted to avoid their siren sounds, alerting them of our presence. Ben thought my idea was a great one. As a detective, I knew he could tell what the best approach would be. At exactly 10 PM, we set out for the place.I was apprehensive, thinking of how dangerous this was. Back at the hospital, with Ben's arrival 30 minutes after I called him, I didn't know how late it was until we started driving towards the place. The farther we went, the thinner people became. It was like going up a hill. “Are you certain this is the location?” I asked Ben, growing cold feet the more he drove into a depilated part of the city, a place I had never been to, one I didn't even drea
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back Is this his blood?
We walked up the stairs, our gazes sharp and alert. We didn't want any of the occupants in the abandoned building to know our steps. Ben took the lead, leaving me in the rear. I was scared, thinking of someone jumping from the dark to dig their claws into my chest. The image I got was vivid. It didn't help that I recalled horror movies I watched years ago. The people at the back are mostly the ones who die first. Ben's steps were silent as he climbed, and I tried to keep the same pace with him despite the shivering of my body. I clutched tightly to the gun, pointing it in all directions. The silence in the house was deafening. For a moment, I thought we were frozen in time, walking the stairs of a haunted house. The cobwebs in every corner were the worst. I would have screamed when I caught one with my gun had it not been for the mission. I swallowed back the scream, panting heavily while seeking to remain calm. Did I tell you it was an impossible feat? Of course, it was. I'd seen
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back A different Nova
My eyes were puffy when I woke up the next morning after a restless night of tossing around in bed. I only slept for an hour, but that was enough for me. I had my bath and got dressed before I left for my kids' room. They were awake already, so I bathed them and helped them brush their teeth before I bought breakfast. After eating, Brion returned to his room to bathe and get dressed for the day, before he met me outside the children's room. I filled him up on everything, letting him know my plans. It was while we were discussing the next step to take that a nurse informed us Lilith had woken up. Brion would have gone with me, but I asked him to stay with the kids as I rushed over to her room. I opened the door and stormed in, resisting the urge to slam the door. Lilith was sitting up on the bed when I arrived. The moment she saw me, her face turned as white as a sheet. “Nova?”“Having sight issues, are you now?” I walked over to the bed, my gaze going on the handcuffs holding her.
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back Going Solo isn't as attractive as I thought
“Are you really going there alone?” Brion lifted a brow, watching me get dressed for the assignment. Surely you're joking, right? Are you messing with me? I should have known that was what you were doing.”"Not in the slightest. I am heading out solo. I still have my gun with me, remember? If it turns out to be a trap, I will shoot those damned bastards right in their eyes. He must have found the promise in my gaze amusing, as he chuckled and covered his mouth with his right hand. “Though what you said right there is funny, we can't ignore the enormous elephant in the room. That is far too massive for that. You, Nova, aren't going anywhere without informing the police. I don't want to lose you, and I know the kids don't. We still need you, and —”“You are making this sound dramatic.” I rolled my eyes at him as I checked my reflection in the mirror. I didn't dress up. I just changed my style. Instead of the beautiful flowery gown I wore this morning, it was now a black shirt and blac
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The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back We will make a paradise in the wilderness
It took the kids weeks before they got used to staying in Dashiell's house. As he promised, Dashiell was the best father to them. Most times, I'd yell because of how much he was spoiling the kids. He was making it impossible for me to caution them when they did something bad, so I had to draw the line between what he could do and what he couldn't. Brion started dating Benita a few weeks after I moved out. It started after the kids' birthday and the opening of my company. They met and bonded over a couple of drinks. At first, they were drinking buddies before they clicked. Who knows, I might be a godmother soon. I was so happy for him, grateful he found someone he loved. I feared he would stay single all his life because of how much I broke his heart, but he proved me wrong. He showed me how strong and capable he was, something I was super proud of. Amaya went to work full time, though she always made time to visit the kids. Once a month, the kids go to the house to stay with their
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back A total package
Brion didn't talk to me that day. He left me in the sitting room and took a walk around. He didn't return to the house that night. I stayed up with the kids expecting his return, but I didn't see him. He sent a text though, knowing I would be waiting, letting me know he wasn't returning that night. He asked me to go in and rest.After that day, our relationship became strained. Because of him, I didn't tell the kids about Dashiell because I was waiting for him to come to terms with my relationship with Dashiell. He was the most important person to me, and I wanted his blessings before I could pursue anything with Dashiell. It took him a week to do that. All the while, I kept the news of my pregnancy from Dashiell. As much as I loved him, I knew I would leave with Brion if that made my friend happy. I might end up resenting him for taking me away from the man I loved, but that didn't mean I was ready to see him heartbroken. He was my best friend, and I would do anything for him. With
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back Another confession
I didn't know how to break the news to Dashiell. I wanted to keep it a secret, to wait for the perfect moment to break it, but no day seemed like the right time. Because of the amount of time he spent away from the office, there was work for him to do and meetings for him to attend, which was why he hardly stayed in the office. The only times I had seen him in the office for the past two days were each morning and some evenings. Aside from that, we had only spoken on the phone. Deciding to tell Brion and the kids about the pregnancy before him, I left the office early. I wanted so badly to tell Benita about the good news, but wished Brion and the kids to know about it before any other person. Brion had already put the children to sleep when I arrived home. Greeting him, I walked to my room to change before I joined him in the sitting room. I didn't know how to break the news to him because I knew he still had feelings for me. The news will make him realize he didn't have any chanc
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back I'm not alone
We got back together after that night. Dashiell stayed at home to recuperate while I worked. Each night, Amaya came over to take care of him while I went back to my kids until he fully healed. After a week, he was good enough to walk. Amaya didn't need to come over to help with his meals anymore. He could walk on his own and was even strong enough to return to work. That Monday, the buzz his return caused in the office made me realize some workers loved him despite how detached and distanced he was from them. Okay, the majority were females. Because of how handsome he was, most of them loved him and wished for a chance to be with him. Which was why they didn't like me at all. Work resumed, and everything returned to normal. We didn't talk about me moving back to his house as I promised, but I knew it would only be for a while before he asked me about it, and I wasn't prepared for it at all. I haven't spoken to my kids, and I have yet to tell them about my relationship with Dashiell
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back Prepare yourself
It seemed like the Nova who was acting like a saint downstairs, the one who cared about his health and wanted to take things slow, had been transformed. In her place was one who didn't care at all about anything else but getting her pleasure. My panties were soaking wet already, my pussy throbbing, eager to get down and dirty with him. I doubt I would be down to anything else that didn't include getting on my back with him between my legs, pleasuring me as if his life depended on it. The palm that was on my breasts drifted down. My breath stopped as he slid his hand into my panties. I was wet and ready for him. My responsiveness should have scared me, but it didn't. I didn't even think of how odd it was that I stayed for five years without being touched by another man, only for me to start feeling this damned aroused after just a month without his touch. Had he somehow made me a slave to his passion? I'd heard stories like this, but never thought someone would make a woman love them
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back Lust craze
“Fuck, Nova,” he growled, his voice getting deeper and sexier. I loved it. Everything about him was so tempting. I didn't think I would ever feel that way for him, but here we were, years after we got married, finally in love with each other. Back when I left the country, I never imagined such a day would come, but it seemed I was wrong all along. I rubbed my fist from the tip to the bottom, still looking at him. Even though his eyes were shut, I loved staring at his face, to know his expression. It was my way of knowing if he was getting into this like I was. I repeated the action once more, running my tongue around the tip of his dick, sucking it in. He groaned, cursing under his breath. Smiling around his dick, I wrapped my fists around him, stroking from the tip to the bottom. His scent, so musky and delicious, aroused me. I was wet and ready to have him make love to me as he promised, but at that moment, I needed to feel him in my mouth, take him deeper until he came. I wanted
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back I can do it
I bit my lower lip, peering up at him through my lashes. I felt the flush go from my neck to my cheeks the more intense his gaze became, like he was staring into my soul, seeking answers I couldn't give with my mouth. He reached over to me and rubbed his thumb on my lower lips, his gaze fixed on mine. “What should we do, Nova?” His whispered voice washed through my body like a balm, reaching deep into my spirit. “You are sick,” was all I could manage to say. “You can't —”“It doesn't mean I can't satisfy you, Nova. My legs are yet to heal, but that didn't mean I can't pleasure you, can't make you moan my name as your pussy clamp down on my dick.”My breath hitched in my throat at his words. Gulping, I peered into his eyes. I didn't know how to respond to those words, to the desires swirling deep in his gaze as he placed his hand under my jaw and lifted my gaze towards him. “Dashiell —”“Do you want this just as I do?” He whispered, his breath fanning my face as he came closer. The w
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back I enjoy being wrapped around her finger
Brion was discharged three days later. Unlike the past few days, he could stand now without being tired or helped. The doctors believe he will recover well at home. After getting discharged, I took him and the kids back home. Dashiell was still getting treatments. They would have discharged him with Brion had it not been for his legs. The doctors wanted to keep him in the hospital for a week more, to check on his recovery. I just prayed everything would work out perfectly. Two weeks later, I drove him back home. Amaya came over to stay in the hospital with him so I could return to work. We had been gone for days, and the shareholders were making snide remarks about it, so I had to return to take care of the office while he recovered. The past few weeks have been a busy one for me. There were piles of work waiting on my desk for me when I returned, and I had to also combine it with Dashiell's. Had it not been for Benita's help, I would have drowned in work. She was such a darling, h
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back You are safe now
The doctor removed the IV drip before I could visit Dashiell. Ben led me by the hand, keeping me steady as he took me over to the room. Brion and the kids hadn't been alerted yet, so they didn't know we were back. My phone was off, so I hadn't gotten a call from him — yet. However, I knew it was only a matter of time before he called the police to report about me.The moment I opened the door, my eyes locked with that of a shocked man. Emerald eyes bore into mine the second I stepped into the room. "Nova?” He whispered, his voice shaky. He looked like he was imagining me because he lifted his right index and rubbed furiously on his eyes before it landed on me. “You are real?”I nodded, as tears rolled down my eyes. Dashiell was a shell of himself. Just a few days in captivity, and he had gotten so lean, I hardly recognized him. His skin was pale, almost translucent, and his cheekbones jutted out sharply. I was frozen, staring at my lover, and imagining how much he had suffered to l
