Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Wife

‘I should first surprise him with his favourite chocolates.’

Elle thought to herself as she glanced at the huge bar in her handbag. She rattled out the leys and unlocked the door with excitement in her eyes. Walking inside the luxurious flat having every kind of western necessity and accessories, she had been living a great life after moving there. Elle placed her bag on the kitchen shelf which came in her way and looked around sneakily for her boyfriend.

‘Where he could be at the moment? Did he go outside?’

She concluded after not finding him anywhere and tucked her hands on her navel, Elle chuckled softly and recalled how she had been recently pampering him. Of course she wanted kids now but Sandro was not ready and had been giving every kind of reason he could to stop her. It was the moment she heard some feminine moans and a man’s panting voice. A chill ran down her spine that she could not move an inch and then denial blinded her that she shook her head.

‘No, no it can’t be Sandro. He must have given the apartment to some of his friends to spend time.’

Elle wanted to see who it was but somewhere in some part of her heart she did not want to imagine or even think seriously about Sandro cheating on her. She had been a perfect girlfriend for him and a gorgeous woman which every man would desire, because she wasn’t a nagging bitch and an extremely possessive girlfriend.

Elle was what a man would love and die to date, and then definitely keep her as wife! But Alessandro Petrakis was not the one who would ever do that, not even in his wildest and stupidest dream! The rotten billionaire son of Mr Petrakis and the younger brother of Lucas had never aimed to settle down for one woman or even to think about his life seriously!

‘What if he is-?’

Her inner voice trailed off after Elle heard his voice, he was talking to the woman who was bent over her knees with his manhood within her. She nearly stumbled upon her steps but managed not to fall, Elle had never imagined that after she started working hard; Sandro would cheat on her again! YES! She had caught him twice before too, once he apologized and the second time she herself ignored it because she was madly in love with him.

‘That’s it Sandro! I should have understood that once a cheater is always a cheater!’

She felt rage bubbling up within her after finding him a third time doing the same. Elle took her bag and walked towards her own room, the lady threw the bag on the bed and slumped herself too.

‘That’s it, it has been enough now. I shouldn’t stay with a liar and cheater now!’

She had decided to leave him and now it was the time to leave Sandro, Elle had loved him madly but after his every blow her feelings faded. And now it was enough of the torture! Elle shot up from the bed and took out all his stuff which was present in her room and slowly opened the door to leave it at the doorsteps.

“This should serve you right! I don’t want to see your face again, I have had enough of you now Sandro.” She hated how Sandro pretended each time after fucking and banging other chicks, that nothing bad had happened between him and Elle. He had normalised it as if it was nothing to him! After he was done with the woman they both walked out of the room and he escorted her with a smile. Sandro stood by the door shirtless flexing his abs and muscular body while he smiled exposing his chiselled jaw even more.

“Ah! It was so great today.”

He dusted off his hands and slumped on the sofa of the lounge when he glanced at the clock on the wall. “I should dress up hurriedly before Sandro comes back.”

Sandro stood up and rushed towards the room. They both had shared the stuff all over the house thus he walked towards her room but seeing his stuff placed precisely thrown outside stunned him.

‘No, no! This is bad!’

He panicked and wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead.

‘No, she was a good and obedient sex doll. I can’t afford to lose her, no…. no! I have to make it up!’ Sandro had no clue what Elle had decided. The lady had been taking a bath when he knocked on the door although Elle had no intention to open up to hear another list of his lies and hollow forgiveness.

Later on when Sandro pleaded to her to open up by banging at the door Elle had put on her headphones to avoid his voice. She didn’t want to get bothered by his noise since she had started packing her stuff already. The very next day when she opened the door Elle was ready to leave his house and to leave him behind. The lady sighed and looked back at her room where a flashback of her life spent with him clicked in her mind.

‘There’s no looking back now!’

She scolded herself and closed the door and walked towards the exit. Elle had an air of confidence around her after she had said goodbye to her toxic relationship with her so-called boyfriend. It was the moment when Sandro stopped her by grabbing her wrist, he had just woken up and saw her leaving with a big bag.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Hey, where are you going? I’m so sorry-” He began his hollow sentences again when Elle interrupted him. “I’m leaving, Sandro! We are done here. You will get divorce papers soon and don’t worry, I won’t take the amount written in them.” She glanced at him from head to toe with disgust which didn’t go unnoticed by him. “I don’t need your filthy money just like I don’t want any more trash in my life!” She snapped at him but in a careless and cold tone while Elle shrugged off his hand and exited the apartment.

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Volume 2

Story merges ahead.