Billionaire's Wife

Perfect Life,

Matteo's POV

“Why you didn’t tell me about your uncles?” I asked getting the phone Peter was extending me.

“I am not used to this tone Matteo…” She hushed and I knew she was somewhere she couldn't talk to me. But her disapproval was evident in her voice. This made me chuckle.

“Oh…I apologize but maybe you f*****g get used to it!…” I hissed and was on the verge of throwing this phone and the silence on the other side was making it worse.

“Matteo…” Her voice was low this time before she started, “…the whole world knows about my family…when you accepted my proposal I thought you are fine with this...think again…I will never bound you with any marital responsibilities and would better off with my lover…you want this deal or not…is on you…tell me whatever you decide…”

“I will tell you in a week…Peter?” Peter came to get the phone out of my hand and walked ahead to say something to Ms Russo I couldn’t care about.

“…What you gonna do?” I heard Peter asking me after a few minutes.

“What any sane person will do…her two uncles will meet an accident and we will hire the person their kids will hire to handle their inheritance…Nothing is going to let Ms Russo out of my hands…but…we will have to wait until her grandfather dies…ok?”

“Of course, I will keep the close tabs on the case,” Peter replied making me give him a raised brow.

“There is nothing much to look into. What happened to that blogger?” I asked,

“He will meet an accident in the morning.” I let out a relieved sigh.

“Make sure that we know who my father will hire from the next time…these climate activists are such a pain in the ass.” I cussed before taking the last of what had left of my drink.

“…what about the project?” I asked before chugging down a very hard liquor.

“…I have found a lawyer. But the lawyer is very important for us." I narrowed my eyes at this.

"...His spouse is Mrs Hashimi’s sister. He is quite close to them…” I smiled recalling how important this family was for my project.

“wow…make sure that we meet at the best times. You know we can’t compromise our image with them…do you know how important this project is?” I asked knowing that he already knows.

“Five years into this project running will be like marrying three, Ms Russo…”

Though my land had a riverbank, this family owns the lands adjacent to mine. Any kind of association with them could benefit me a lot as they had a very strong connection in the region given they were royalty too. But the only problem was Mrs Hashmi who was heard to be a strong advocate for the climate. And, I didn’t want to make an appearance in front of the family until I have a known image that I knew was very much distorted because of my project that was clearing trees for buildings.

“…And, imagine this project running for forever…until I die…” I knew I was letting him see my most creepy smile but we both didn’t care when two women entered our space in the suite.

“I will be on it,” Peter said before leaving when I called.

“For whom you think I ordered two?”

“I…have a wife…” I chuckled looking at his face.

“Peter you will be the only man I will offer my shoulder to the day she will leave you…and these angels without wings of course,” He only smiled as if telling me it won’t happen but I knew…I knew it won’t happen until I was here to offer him his huge paycheck and he was providing her tiffany every month.

I woke up groaning and stretched before noticing two women in my bed. I got out noticing it was six in the morning. I missed my place because of this hotel thing…I was never accustomed to them. I just wanted all of my things in their usual places. I got out of the room and passed the living area to get to the kitchen. I got a water bottle from the refrigerator and looked at what brand that was before taking out my most private cell phone that had my dad’s number, and other influential families who I would like to attend myself along with four people who were not friends but more like people who had become associates in different things I like to do and some agencies I trust to order strippers.

I never get any notification from any of them except my dad and that from only the last seven years. For all the people who have my number I mostly expect their calls whenever they are due. And, I kind of always knows what they will be about. Things were predictable and having the course of my life in my hand was a thing I am used to. It didn’t come as a surprise when it had nothing except three missed calls from my father and a few text messages.

Why are you staying in the hotel?

Did you like her?

Well…things didn’t go well with her. But I will soon find someone. It’s high time you get married to someone normal.

Can you be a little more specific about the physical attributes you like in a woman?

Well, I kind of like women like Julie and thought you would like her too. Like father like son. Right?

I know you still think you are going to marry Ms Russo but it is not going to happen.

…It seems you are already busy…but I have three other suitors for you...though Julie was my favourite. I really want you to marry a real woman.

I stared at those texts and barely hold my laugh. I wonder if he was on meth. I don’t know if anywhere in the world a twenty-nine year old was going to marry because of his father but I wasn’t really the one. I didn’t get here to marry someone from the average family just because that girl is good at making donations out of her father’s money. Nah! I have reached here to marry someone who is indeed more powerful than me or have more connections than me. Marrying someone was a lifetime investment and not to forget how many people were waiting to look at how good I was at this aspect of my life too.

I went back to Italy on the same day. States were really not my place. The death of the blogger went on without any hurdle. He was famous but people nowadays forget people like him in a swipe.

The project started in three days. I had to bribe the authorities, and things went on really smoothly until the day I got a call from Peter when I was attending one of my staged charity events, and two cabinet important ministers were joining with their real donations…donations I was going to decide what to do with.

“Hello, Peter…that has to be important,” I whispered while passing a smile to the old lady passing me while a seventeen-year-old couldn’t stop talking to me about how much he likes me. Only if he was not the nephew of one of the ministers I was to going to hit his head with a stone as of now.

“Your father has people over…” Peter mentioned.

“He is not twelve. He can have people over...” I asked.

“Al-Hashimi family is in there…they are staying over.”

“Make sure my plane is ready we will fly tonight…” I hissed while thinking why on earth my father didn’t tell me he had connections with the family and more than anything why I didn’t know that. To be honest, I hated the flights. And, these last minutes flights were never meant any good.

“One thing is for sure. My father has a lot of connections. At his funeral, I will be paying very much attention.” I blabbered with my mouth lost in some neck I didn’t know who anymore. I was so mad at my father. He has sworn to never help me out no matter what. But this time I did take my personal assistance because god knows how long I was going to stay there. Two girls were supposed to act like my secretaries while one will be the maid. I always had a kink with this maid kinda thing. Maybe it was something about their uniform or the way they were always there to serve you.

How we were buying more ships for our company was the last thing roaming in my head when I gave up to too much alcohol in my system.

I woke up in a bedroom I wasn’t much familiar with. It was very rare for me to wake up in my dad’s mansion in the states despite the fact he was always from the USA, and this was always meant to be my room. I only got closer to Mrs Lucca because my father and grandfather wanted me to learn the business from her family. But the place I called home is the one I have in Italy since I was fourteen. It was the place I bought and arranged whatever way I liked.

I got under the shower with my favourite slave Sasha. Jerking in her how I was supposed to stay calm this whole day was the only thing roaming in my head. With this family’s back, I was so going to secure my project Riverland without any hassle.

“I will own the world’s best trading hub,” I whispered against her mouth while she worked on getting the buttons of my shirt up before getting a tie. I held her close in my arms and closed my eyes feeling that figure, “You are so damn lucky to be here with me. Aren’t you?”

“Of course, Sir,” She replied while I grazed my hand from her rear to her lower back. “You will stay here in the closet waiting for me. Won’t you?” I asked while she smiled back. “I will,” She whispered with a smile and I couldn’t help taking her mouth.

“Good girl,” I held her both cheeks before giving a peck on her mouth again. I got out of the room with my black suit and spectacles on. It was like leaving my favourite toy at home so I have something to get back to.

There were other people arriving at the mansion without me knowing what is this all about.

“Hey, Peter…What is going on exactly?” I asked and expected an answer while all I got was.

“I don’t know…I don’t know what this party is about. No one in the mansion knows. They are only asked to prepare as important people are attending.” That did make my mouth bitter. But I knew my dad knew I will be here to play his good boy the moment I will be aware of any such event.

I got out to the dining area to notice my father and almost nine other people sitting while the two chairs to the left of my dad were empty. I plastered the biggest welcoming smile I could manage to walk to the man who was sitting at the right side of my father, Mr Hashimi, the person who will be the future king. I said my greetings to Mrs Hashimi too who opposite to what I have heard met me warmly.

“Maryam?” Mrs Hashimi said making me look at my feet to notice a very small girl who I suppose was their daughter staring right into my eyes before she blabbered,

“This is for you,” She said extending me a white rose.

“Thank you so much,” I replied picking her up and she smiled looking at her father when I noticed someone coming into the dining area. It only took me a few seconds to recall who she was. But I wonder what she was doing here in a red dress off her shoulders. Her curly hair was side braided neatly. This time I was able to look at her figure. It was pretty good like you expect from any other girl at her age...but the dress outlining her body made her seem tasty enough. I looked at the people sitting in the area briefly thinking if there was any Cole family but there was none. I knew every single person here.

“Your bride is so pretty.” I heard Mr Hashimi say and looked at my father before getting that little girl down. That was such a cheap game my father was playing but little did he know that there was no game I couldn’t ace. I walked to the woman who got her eyes on me too when I was approaching her. She couldn’t stop staring at my father or the other people in the room when I neared her.

“Follow me,…” I whispered before taking her hand and guided her to the seat beside my father.

She seemed uncomfortable. It was evident her family was making her do it too. “Where is your family?” I asked lowly and she looked at me as if I was so wrong to ask this question.

“You look so beautiful,” I found my dad’s hand on Julie’s hand and turn to look at everyone else at the table to only find dreamy eyes on the woman sitting beside me.

It was only now that I noticed the arrangement on the table. My mouth almost got twisted but I passed a smile to Maryam sitting in front of me before I looked at my father who was clinking the glass with a spoon.

“May I have your attention, please?... I am so indebted to all of you to gather here to witness my son’s engagement. He…is always busy and I am really proud to have a son like him. But it is high time that he got someone beside him that not only compliments him but also stays by his side when I won’t be around. To you my son…I wish you nothing but calm, peace, and joy.” My father raised his glass with other people following and I swear it took everything in me to not flip that table when I mouthed a thank you to him.

Sitting on that table, we exchanged the rings…in front of the Al-Hashimi family and the other two families, one of them was Mrs Lucca's brother. And, I did notice the CEO of the oil company my father owns. The same company, that was supposed to be my favourite when it will be inherited to me from my father after his death. I notice a stare at me and turn to look at my side to notice the lust in that woman’s eyes now supposedly my fiancé.

You are not getting it, love. I would rather kill you or myself than letting the chance of marrying Ms Russo slip out of my hand.

My eyes did stare at her mouth for a few seconds but my brain was trained enough to pull me out of it unscathed. I passed a smile at her before getting busy with Maryam's conversation I couldn’t understand. Mrs Hashimi apologized for having a biased opinion on my line of business. Apparently, my father was sponsoring some child care centres and he told the family that I was the one supporting those facilities and also taking care of deserted land and spending on the research for clearing ocean. Crap!

I on the other hand was ready to look into how much was being spent on these things and cut all the supplies into half at least.

“You are very lucky Julie. I hope my husband can be half sensitive about the things Matt cares about.” Mrs Hashimi tried to strike a conversation with Julie and I too waited for her response.

“Yes…he is amazing.” She replied making me choke but I tried to hold it down.

“Don’t get it wrong. But guys who look shy and geeks are really good in bed.” Mrs Hashimi’s sister commented and I tried to act as if I haven’t heard her as I listened to the interests Mr Hashimi had in our project. I spare a gaze to Julie who was staring at me too.

Fuck you! I passed my fiancé a humble smile out of respect. She didn’t have much time…you see. She deserved this much. At this point, I didn’t care about her family. I knew only one thing. She was not important than Ms Russo and she had to go. No matter how? And, of course, it was to tell my father for once and all that he can’t f**k my life ever.

The gathering finally came to an end. Al-Hashimi's family was taken to their room because Maryam was getting all jittery. The others started leaving soon. I approached Ms Cole to ask about her family once again when my father intervened and took her to the corner.

Mr Webber, the CEO of the oil refinery company, came to say his greetings to me and I could only spare a look or two to that girl before she disappeared and I found my dad all alone. For once I really wanted to get to him and shriek but no. It didn’t mean much now. He showed me what he wanted to do and now he will look at what I can do.

I get into my room and threw my spectacles away breaking them in the process and got my tie knot loose. I get into my shower and growled louder thinking why my father always has to do the worse. Of course, he didn’t want to let me live a peaceful life. A life where I am more successful than him.

“f**k!” I punched the wall so hard my mind was numb in pain.

I got out of the shower without any towel and had my left hand shivering in pain. I wanted to disinfect it but what I found in the room was a naked woman on her knees.

“Get out of here!” I growled so loud that the woman didn’t take a second to run away while I sat on the floor thinking. Peter…yes…Peter…I should call him to know who this Ms Cole is. Only after that, we could decide on the ways to remove her from my life.

I winced looking at my hand that now couldn’t move. It seems like I have broken a bone or something but before I could look at it I received a call from Peter.

“Hello?...find out who this Ms Cole is…and don’t call me right now. Let’s talk in the morning.” I asked not in the mood right now to get into the business.

“Ms Russo has announced her engagement with an African mogul…” A smile appeared on my mouth. I knew it was my father’s doing too. I cut the call and gulped hard looking at my cell phone. “I will make you regret your decision, Ms Russo. I will make you regret it.” I whispered looking at my phone before smashing that phone into the glass ahead.

I looked at the ring on my finger knowing it means nothing. "Absolutely nothing," I was about to get it off when I heard my cell phone rang and had to pick it up seeing it was from Peter. I wonder how it was still working with this much c***k on the screen.

"Ms Cole is your father's personal maid...caretaker." He said making everything in me numb. I looked at my ring realizing I let a maid touch me of all the things. But now things were becoming clear. It wasn't my father on meth. It was this maid who trapped my father into thinking she could be a f*****g part of the family. The realization that a scheming like this cost me Ms Russo was dreading enough.

Even the mere thought that I lost the one most perfect woman was enough to lose my mind. I looked at my closet and never have I ever felt this low. Never have I ever lost this big! But now it wasn't the play of fate. Someone tossed with it. And, I...I was sure I was going to make her pay. That f*****g maid had to pay this debt and as far as Ms Russo was concerned...I smiled and knew I have made a perfect plan. To the most perfect life...the kind of only I deserves.

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