Semua Bab The Billionaire's Untamed Wife: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Madeline sat on the bench and flung her legs backward and forward while waiting for Elias to come back to her with the ice cream. Her legs could move little by little and it was better than before but she still couldn't use them to stand nor walk and it was really depressing. Just some days ago, she could walk fine like every other person but now, it is not the same anymore. But whose fault was it? Those two witches. They were so spoiled that she wasn't sure if they can ever be repaired. Old habits die hard, they say. It would take a long time to reconstruct the brain of Claire who has been used as Evelyn’s pawn for a long time now. Bringing out her phone from her pocket, Madeline smiled as she saw a missed call from Tina. She had heard from Elias that Tina had called several times and he had told her that she was not fine. She had even insisted on visiting but wasn't permitted by him. At least now they two could talk, she would ask Tina to come over and give her some gist. Tina woul

“Such a coward you are to threaten me on the phone. Cannot you just do that in person? Scared I'll blow your brain out?” Elias asked, smiling as he heard the old man growl. This old man is nothing but a miserable man. He was sure that he had gone siding with who he thought was the mightiest and backbone, but dumb enough to play tricks with the wrong family. Not just a coward but a spineless rat.“Your time is near, boy. I dare you to bet me. Sooner or later you'll be down and I'll be definitely one of those lucky people who's gonna laugh so hard and swear at your damn grave when you fucking down 6ft,” he hissed venomously, his voice showing that he was evisioning that time ahead even before it happens. His statement was so hilarious that Elias laughed so hard as if he just cracked a joke. That was the feature everyone probably hates about him. Smirking and laughing evilly even in a dire situation and making his enemy even more furious. They would likely want to snap his neck and wip

“Are you alright, Maddie?” Elias asked while patting her hair and comforting her. His driver almost had a heart attack when he heard the calm voice that his boss just used on his wife. Never in his wildest dream had he heard his boss speak in such a light tone to someone. Is this really his boss or someone else? He looked through the rearview mirror and if he wasn’t a trained and renowned driver for years, he would have had an accident. What was the boss doing? He was patting the hair of his wife and hugging her back while comforting her. Maybe it was his eyes at fault.He stared at the road again and then back at the rearview mirror and saw the same thing. Has the boss changed? Of course not. He still talks to them in the same rough tone he normally used but how come he was talking so sweetly to his wife and even comforting her? It wasn’t a piece of new news that the boss dislikes soft and petite women like her who would get scared at the sound of gunshots. Though he would say that

And how long did they kiss? She couldn't even count it. Was it seconds or minutes before he removed his lips from hers.”“Don't say a word until we get home,” he ordered as she stared at him with half-opened eyes. All through their ride back home, Madeline Kept glaring at him intently and making him feel her burning gaze while he was busy making calls and calls and non-ending calls. Obviously, he was trying to take care of the situation and all that happened in the span of an hour. Her eyes fixated on him without looking at and an evident glare was the only thing she gave him. He was ignoring her. He was acting like he wasn't there after he kissed her and devoured her lips till they became swollen. He was acting all too normal like they weren't in a dire situation some minutes back and like she didn't see him exchanging bullets with men in black. He's been an asshole. That's all he ever is. She was pretty sure that the big bad man knew that she bore an intent gaze on him. Surely he

[SMUT ALERT. SKIP IF NOT COMFORTABLE]Madeline held his big callous palm which was heavy and moved it. She moved it oh so slowly and was almost done removing it from her waist when he removed his hands from her and wrapped it around, this time, bringing her closer that her back touched his front. Oh dear lord, save her. What was he doing this morning? Was he trying to make her die of a heart attack? At the rate at which her heart was beating, she might have a heart attack this early in the morning. What happens if she gets a heart attack? She might die.He kept pressing her back on his front and she could feel something hot and throbbing touching her butt. She wanted to move it as it was making her uncomfortable but she couldn't. For one, she knew what that was. It would be so embarrassing that she might die of embarrassment. For two, he was holding her too tightly and she wasn’t sure that she would be able to move a muscle with the way he was holding her. He was holding her as if pre