All Chapters of The Billionaire's Secret Wife: Chapter 61 - Chapter 68

Matthew's POV As a leader of a cartel, there was very little I could not have access to whenever I wanted. Women, money, wealth, there was no limit to the pleasures I could obtain. But at the end of the day, there was something that mattered far more to a man than all of that. Respect was something that could not be bought. It had to be earned, and I had gotten mine through blood and fear. I leaned back in the massive luxurious velvet sofa, hoping to enjoy the show that was currently being put on solely for my viewing pleasure. As I reclined back, several soft hands drifted across my bare chest, caressing my skin with expert seductiveness. My arms automatically extended to wrap around the two closest women at my sides before sliding down to touch them. Even though I felt absolutely nothing for them, they were very much aesthetically pleasant, pretty faces complete with curvy figures dressed in scandalously risque clothes. The multicolored lights on the ceiling above gave th

Alexander's POV "It's been a while, Alex. How have you been?" Cynthia inquired in her calm soothing voice. I didn't reply immediately, I was far too stunned to reply as quickly as I should have. How did she get my number? Why was she calling? What was going on? My thoughts were a chaotic mess as I stared at my phone, unsure of how to react to the shock of hearing her voice. "Alex?" she prompted, her voice pulling me back to the present, and only then did I realize that I might have been silent for a little too long. I cleared my throat, trying to steady myself. "Cynthia... it's unexpected to hear from you. I've been well, you?" "Well? Surely that's not all," she said with a small laugh that was all too familiar to my memories. "You did just regain your ability to walk after a year, Alex." "Oh," I said, trying my best to sound calm and collected even though I was anything but. My years of experience in hiding my true feelings helped me manage that. "You heard about that

Heather's POV I had a strong feeling that Cynthia hadn't left even after she exited the restaurant, and I had been correct. The moment I was done with Matt, she had appeared out of nowhere and had intercepted my path. "What?!" I snapped at her angrily. I knew what she was up to, and I was in no mood to play those games with her. "So when were you going to tell Alex about your hot friend?" Cynthia asked just like I had expected she would. She crossed her arms dramatically, a sly grin slowly spreading across her face. Her tone was full of mockery, and I knew she wasn't going to leave me alone unless I said something to her. “I do not owe you an explanation about who I have lunch with,” I replied curtly, but Cynthia wasn't going to leave me alone. "Then perhaps I should tell Alex that I saw you having lunch with a handsome man. You two seemed to be getting along quite well, it's a good thing I got a video of your precious moments." I felt my blood run cold the moment I hea

Heather's POV I let the curtain fall and quickly moved to hide behind the wall the moment Alex's gaze nearly fell on me. My heart was still pounding in my chest, thanks to the unplanned moment we had a few minutes ago. I could still feel the slight tingles left over from then running through my body. It had come as a surprise to me, partly because I was still in a terrible mood with all that had been going on, but mostly because I had not really expected Alex to still have such interest towards me. The man was a notorious playboy, and he had the looks, money and charm to attract any lady he wanted. There was no doubt that he had been playing around with people far higher in value than I was, but for some reason he had continued to turn his sights on me. There was another problem in the picture still. Even though I had tried, I could not remove my mind from thinking about how Alex had gotten that lipstick on his cheek the other night. After he had gotten his ability to walk bac