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All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE'S PROSTITUTE WIFE: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40
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Chapter 31
Chapter 31Calliope’s face remained flushed, her heart still racing from the kiss. She couldn’t quite shake the warmth that lingered on her lips, her thoughts spinning as she tried to comprehend what had just happened. Mikhail had kissed her—not just a fleeting peck, but something deeper, more intimate. And now, despite the physical space between them, it felt like a barrier had been broken, leaving her vulnerable and unsure.“Mommy, I’m hungry! Let’s go eat!” Hunter’s cheerful voice broke the tense silence, and he tugged at her hand, completely oblivious to the emotional storm swirling inside her.She blinked, trying to refocus on the present moment. “O-Of course, sweetie,” she stammered, her voice shakier than usual as she smiled down at him. She glanced quickly at Mikhail, half-expecting him to return to his usual stoic demeanor. But instead, he smiled warmly, his gaze soft and lingering, as if the kiss had shifted something inside him too.“I’ll help you, Calliope,” Mikhail offere
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Chapter 32Calliope sat on the bench, focusing on steadying her breath as her eyes traced the path of passing cars. The streetlights glowed warmly, blending with the soft shimmer of stars above. She allowed herself to get lost in the beauty of the night, trying to forget the pain in her chest and the weight on her mind.But just as she was beginning to find some peace, a shadow interrupted her view. An older man, with almost entirely gray hair and a worn-out coat, suddenly stood in front of her, blocking her sight. Calliope blinked, her brows furrowing in confusion. "Excuse me... sir?" she asked, her voice tentative as she tried to peer around him.The man didn’t move.Instead, he stepped to where she tried to look, his lips curving into a smug smile. "Cassiopeia," he drawled out, the name falling from his lips like poison. At the sound of her old ‘work’ name, Calliope’s heart froze while her breath catching in her throat. Her eyes snapped up to meet his, wide with shock and disbelief
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Chapter 33"My wife?" He scoffed. “You think you’re so clever, don’t you?” he spat. “Acting all innocent and expectant. But look at you—just a womanworking at a club who knew nothing but depend on men So I thought to myself, 'well she's used to being used why not use her to get my ex-wife back?'" He paused."Did you really think you meant anything to me?” He continued as Calliope remained silent.He paced the room as his voice rose with each word. “You’re nothing more than a temporary distraction and a convenience. I married you to make a point, to get under Olivia’s skin. You’re just a footnote in my life, someone I could easily discard once I had what I wanted.”Mikhail’s eyes were cold, his words sharp as knives.“And now you stand there with your sad little eyes, as if you were ever more than a tool to me. You’ve never been more than a means to an end. You think you’re special? You’re not. You’re just another face in the crowd.”His words were relentless, fueled by an anger he cou
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Chapter 34Calliope staggered down the dimly lit street. Her steps were uneven and erratic. The weight of her bag felt heavier with each step that mirrored the heaviness in her heart. She tried to focus on the rhythm of her footsteps, but the tears blurring her vision made everything hazy. The streetlights casted long shadows as their glow contrasted with the darkness that seemed to envelop her from within.Her mind replayed Mikhail’s cruel words, the harshness of his anger, and the sting of his hate. She had tried to convince herself that she was prepared for this moment and that she had been expecting it all along. But deep down, her heart had hoped for something different, something more. The disconnection between her hopeful heart and the reality she faced now felt insurmountable.As she walked, she clenched her fists around the strap of her bag, trying to steady herself. Her fingers were white-knuckled from the pressure, and her knuckles ached with the effort. The physical pain w
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Chapter 34Mikhail’s breath came in sharp bursts as he ran through the rain-soaked streets, his voice raw from shouting her name.“Calliope! Calliope!” His calls echoed into the night, barely cutting through the relentless sound of the downpour. His clothes clung to his skin, drenched and heavy, but he didn’t stop, didn’t care. The only thing that mattered was finding her.He ran past flickering streetlights, his shoes splashing through puddles as he scanned every corner, every shadow, hoping for a glimpse of her. His heart pounded in his chest, the weight of everything he’d said to her, the hurt he’d caused, making it harder to breathe. What if she’s too far gone? “Calliope!” His voice cracked with desperation as he turned down another street, scanning for her familiar figure, imagining her sitting somewhere alone, soaked and broken. His chest tightened at the thought, guilt clawing at him. He shouldn’t have let her leave. He should’ve reached for her sooner.His mind reeled back to
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Hey, lovely readers!I hope you're enjoying the story so far! I wanted to give you a quick heads-up about a little mix-up I made with the chapter numbering. It turns out we have two Chapter 34s in the book. Oops! 😅The second Chapter 34 is actually meant to be Chapter 35. I’m really sorry for any confusion this might cause. I decided not to edit it further to avoid delays with the review process. I hope this doesn’t take away from your reading experience!Thank you so much for your understanding and continued support. You’re the best!With love and apologies,Yña Banana 💛
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Chapter 36Clarke shook his head in disgust while his expression hardened as he glared at Mikhail. "I should’ve known better than to trust you with this. I thought you were better than this, Mikhail."Mikhail with his face drained of emotion, kept silent. Clarke could tell there was more he wanted to say, but he held back, fists clenched tightly at his sides. With a deep, calming breath, Clarke heaved his shoulders before speaking again, his voice laced with frustration but leveled. "Go and rest before I punch your lights out."Mikhail flinched but didn’t argue. He gave a half-hearted nod as his once rigid posture was now defeated. His shoulders slumped, and without another word, he turned and headed toward the exit. Clarke followed closely, pushing him out of the hospital like an unwanted burden. The tension between them hung thick in the air as Mikhail made his way to his car.He then stood in place with arms crossed while watching Mikhail get in and drive away. He sighed heavily wi
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Chapter 37"Thank you," Clarke smiled as he pocketed the change and exited the store. The bottled water felt cold in his hand. As he walked back toward the park, his casual pace quickened when, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted something unsettling. It was a familiar IV stand standing abandoned by the bus stop.His heart pounded in his chest, each beat growing faster as dread crept in. He tightened his grip on the water bottle and broke into a sprint, the realization hitting him like a wave. "No... damn it..." he cursed under his breath, his free hand ruffling his hair in frustration.Calliope had run.She had vanished. The only sign of her was the abandoned IV stand. Clarke's heart pounded as he checked the bus schedule, hoping for some clue about where she might have gone.And when he finally knew where the first bus of the day was headed, he instantly raced back towards the hospital to take his car. As he approached the parking lot, he skidded to a halt upon seeing Mikhail,
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Chapter 38But even after hours of relentless searching, combing every corner of the city, Mikhail and Clarke still failed to find Calliope. With the day slipping away and their exhaustion mounting, the grim reality of their situation settled in. The sun had long set by the time they finally gave up, each man driving back in silence, weighed down by the same crushing thought—she was gone, and they had no idea where she could be.As Mikhail parked his car and made his way inside, the feeling of defeat only deepened. He walked into his home, shoulders heavy, his mind still racing for answers. But as soon as he stepped inside, his eyes landed on his bubbly son, Hunter, who came running up to him with a smile that was impossible to miss."Papa!" Hunter called out, his arms wide open, eager for a hug.Mikhail couldn’t help but frown, a deep crease forming between his brows as his son’s happiness contrasted sharply with his own inner turmoil. He knelt down and hugged Hunter, but the weight
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Chapter 39When they finally arrived at Mikhail’s estate, the staff rushed out to greet them. The maids quickly took Hunter in hand, soothing him as they helped him out of the car. Hunter, still clutching his stuffed bear, allowed himself to be led inside, his small face showing signs of tiredness after the long day.Mikhail, however, lingered outside, his mind still spinning from the conversation with Hunter. As soon as the maids disappeared inside with his son, Mikhail pulled out his phone, his fingers trembling with frustration as he dialed Clarke’s number. The phone rang a few times as each ring escalated his irritation.Finally, Clarke answered."Where is she?" Mikhail’s voice was low but seething, his frustration bubbling just beneath the surface. "You acted like you were looking for her, too, but you found her, didn’t you? You found her and chose to hide her."Silence greeted him on the other end. Clarke didn’t respond immediately, and that silence only fueled Mikhail’s growing
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