All Chapters of The Billionaire Substitute Wife: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Olivia’s Point of ViewI took a shaky breath, my chest rising and falling as I stared up at my husband, the man I had loved for so long, the man I had given everything to.And yet, I had nothing left. I lifted my hands, cupping his face gently, my fingers trembling against his skin. My vision blurred with unshed tears, my throat tightening as I looked into his eyes.“Oh, my dear Leonard. My dear husband.” My voice was barely above a whisper, heavy with pain. “How much I love you. But I can’t anymore. I am doing this. I am done, Leonard.”His breath hitched, his hands tightening around my wrists, holding me in place, as if he could stop me from leaving. As if I wasn’t already gone.“Can’t you see it?” My voice wavered as I searched his face, begging him to understand. “The love you show her? It’s in your actions, Leonard. It’s always been there.”He shook his head quickly, his grip firm, but I continued.“If we were both at gunpoint, you would pick her. I know it. Your actions have al

Olivia’s Point of ViewLeonard’s fingers moved swiftly over his phone as he recalled the number. I could barely breathe as the call connected. My hands trembled, my chest rising and falling in shallow, uneven breaths.A gruff voice answered almost immediately. “Time’s ticking, Leonard Crawford, What’s it gonna be?”I felt the air leave my lungs. My knees nearly buckled, and before I could stop myself, a broken sob ripped from my throat.“No! Please,” I begged, gripping the edge of Leonard’s sleeve. My voice was raw, desperate. “Don’t kill him! I will do anything. Please!”Leonard didn’t even glance at me. His jaw flexed, his grip on the phone tight, but his voice….oh God, his voice….was pure steel. It was terrifying, cold and sharp all at once. “Enough with the threats,” he said, his tone unwavering. “I’ll pay off the debt.”I gasped, my lips parting as I looked at him, wide-eyed. Just like that. He said it like it was nothing. Like one million dollars meant nothing to him.Silenc

Olivia’s POVMy body still ached, a slow, deep throb between my thighs, marking every place Leonard had claimed me. I shifted slightly, feeling the soreness in my muscles, the overwhelming presence of him still lingering on my skin.A low hum rumbled beside me.“Morning, my beautiful wife. I know you had a good night's rest ,” Leonard murmured, his voice thick with sleep and satisfaction.I tried to slip out from under his arm, but he moved faster, gripping my waist and pulling me back against him. His bare chest pressed against my back, solid and warm.“Where do you think you’re going?” he murmured against my ear. His lips barely grazed my skin, his breath sending shivers down my spine.I swallowed hard, refusing to react. “Away from you.”He chuckled, deep and rich. “That’s cute, sweetheart.”I shoved at his arm, but he barely budged, only tightening his hold around me.“You weren’t saying that last night,” he teased, his fingers trailing up my thigh beneath the sheets. “In fact, if

Leonard’s Point of View. The second time I came inside my wife that morning left me a little too smug for my own good. Olivia’s moans were still etched into my memory, her scent lingering on my skin. I hadn’t planned on going another round, but the way she’d looked at me after mocking Elena? I couldn’t help myself. But now I had to deal with her. I dragged a hand through my hair, buttoning the top of my shirt as I walked into the living room, already dreading the conversation. Elena sat stiffly on the edge of the couch, her cane resting against her leg, her fingers clenched so tight in her lap they’d gone pale. “Elena.” “I didn’t like what you did. What you did this morning was very disrespectful Elena and that I would not take from you” She flinched. “You didn’t knock. You just barged into the room..my bedroom, as if you belonged there. As if Olivia wasn’t right beside me in my bed.” I took a step forward, my tone low and hard. “You came in uninvited, asking for me, demand

Olivia’s POVThe sheets still clung to my skin, warm and tangled around my legs like his touch hadn’t left me. My breath had evened out, but my heart hadn’t slowed. It still beat with the rhythm of what we’d just done… of him… of us.“Jesus,” I whispered, blinking up at the ceiling. “I love that man.”The words slipped out before I could catch them, but they didn’t scare me. Not this time.Because for once… it didn’t feel like I was loving someone who had forgotten me.He remembered.“I didn’t think I’d ever get this moment,” I whispered, blinking slowly as I stared at nothing. “I didn’t think he’d come back to me. That we’d ever be this close again.”My voice trembled.“I hated him, you know,” I murmured. “God, I hated him so much for what he did… for how he made me feel like I was nothing. Like I was just a substitute. An accident he regretted.”I pressed my hand over my heart, breathing through the sting in my throat.“But I still loved him. Even when I didn’t want to. Even when it