The Billionaire's Hidden Heir

Lily "I want a divorce!" my lips trembled, the D-word I never thought I would ever utter echoing throughout the beautiful suite that should have been mine and Adrian's for our anniversary. I'd had a whole different set of words planned for this moment. Even if our marriage had never been what I had dreamed it would be, coming here, like every other anniversary, I felt hopeful. That maybe this time around would be a start to a whole different year in which my husband would love me. Truly. So I had this whole speech done, full of heart. They had been words of love, deep promises spoken softly to the man who held my heart. But here I was, screaming my head off because my husband of three years was naked in 'our' bed, with Courtney of all people. The hotel manager had insisted it was a mix-up when I had found the door to the suite locked. I should have known that I wasn't just included in the reservation. One more step into the suite and I stumbled on Adrian's shirt which drew my attention to his bare muscled chest. I had always thought that that would only ever belong to me. Knowing someone else had tainted it with their hands sunk a bitter bite to my heart and left me trembling with hate. My glare bore into Courtney as she sensually stirred on the bed, the satisfied smirk on her perfect lips cutting me anew. She was a true mistress and everything I wasn't. With perfectly styled platinum blonde hair that was the exact opposite of my wavy raven locks, long slender legs perfect for a high end fashion runway that I could only ever dream of, the perfect cleavage, the tiniest waist and she was apparently way bolder than I could ever be in front of Adrian. My bitter gaze fell on her red lacy thong, a lump forming in my throat as images of their intimacy flashed in my mind - Adrian's kisses on her lips. His arms wrapped around her. Had he kissed her with the same passion? Had he whispered sweet nothings as he did to me on those rare occasions I'd held on to like a lifeline over the years? Had he held her tenderly in his arms the way I'd always wanted? The questions fired in my head, a relentless stabbing on my poor heart. It was pathetic, but I couldn't help it. I wished to voice them too, but the lump in my throat grew, suffocating me with the pain of betrayal even as the tiny pieces of my shattering heart spiraled downward, plunging me into this sea of hurt I never knew existed. It burned, sending my legs wobbling under me and threatening to plunge me to the floor, but I held on. Surprisingly. I wouldn't give her the satisfaction of seeing me broken. I wouldn't give Adrian the satisfaction of witnessing just how much he had taken from me. Even when my heart screamed in agony, the pain threatening to overwhelm me, I pushed it back down, locking it away behind a wall of sheer willpower I never knew I possessed. Clutching onto my purse, I steadied myself, refusing to let the tears that burned behind my eyes fall. "I'm done, Adrian." I finally faced him, my angry gaze colliding with his cold one. How dare he look indignant? My husband's cold expression only got colder. The coldest I had seen it over the years. It was a frigid mask devoid of any warmth or emotion. One I knew that even my loving hands that had managed to warm it at times since I'd married him would not do a damned thing. "Okay." He bit out, the once vibrant green of his eyes now smoldering with unsettling intensity, fixating on me with a glare that seemed to pierce right through me. I should have glared right back, but that one simple word made me blink. Okay? Was that all he had to say? Something crashed in my soul and for all the anger I felt towards him, there was an undeniable ache. And how could there not be when I had loved Adrian Frost from the moment I laid my eyes on him? Even when he still remained distant and cold, I had let myself be the warmth in our marriage. Picking up the pieces everyday and hoping that tomorrow would be better. And when I'd come across a surprise fancy card on our bed inviting me to celebrate our anniversary at 'The Mirage', I had thought the better tomorrow was finally here. I was dead wrong. The tears finally fell, my watery gaze darting between Adrian and his mistress as realization that the handwriting on the invitation card had been female and not my husband's. The card was not mine, but his... from her. "Awww, don't look so hurt, Lily. If you had been able to give him a baby, we wouldn't be here." Courtney said as she stood and sauntered towards my husband. Next to him, she reached for Adrian's hand and placed it on her naked stomach, so lovingly the sight felt like a knife being twisted in my gut. She was pregnant? I blinked at the sight, shock mingling with rage and anger, heartbreak and pain as the news crashed into my world like a giant wrecking ball. I hadn't thought anything could top the betrayal I had walked into tonight. I was wrong. Pregnant? I breathed in, but the air only clogged my throat. I felt as though my chest was being crushed by a vise, the molten ache drowning my soul. My hand shot out, clutching at my chest, but the pain was too deep. I tore my gaze from Courtney's belly and looked at Adrian. I wanted to ask how long their affair had been going on, but I knew. Deep down, I knew, because I had never forgotten the bitter look Courtney gave me the first time we were introduced. When she had been asked to step away from Adrian by his grandfather, to make room for me, his future wife. He had been hers even before me... Adrian had never been mine at all! The truth of that, like the final nail in a coffin, had me stumbling out of the room and all the way to the elevator, not caring that I finally displayed my defeat. And for the first time, I appreciated the use of a private elevator as my ugly sobs filled its four walls while it descended pretty much in the same way my life had shattered. Fast and unforgiving, leaving nothing but broken pieces in its wake. "Where to, Mrs. Frost?" Benji, my designated driver's smile faltered the moment his eyes fell on me. I hated it and realizing that that would be how everyone would look at me from now on, I made one more impulsive decision. "Are you alright?" "It's Summers, Benji." I said, wiping my face. "I'm sorry?" Benji's concerned expression morphed into a frown. "It's Miss Summers now. Miss Lily Summers." I smiled, feeling weightless, as if I were watching my life from a distance, detached from the pain that threatened to consume me. "And, no, I won't be needing your services tonight." I held up my hand and waved down a cab. "You have yourself a good night." But Benji refused to move. At least not away from me. "I don't know what happened tonight, ma'am," he said, concern etched on his face. "...but don't expect me to leave you alone." Alone... I was all alone...again. The feeling of weightlessness deepened. "Please, ma'am," Benji's pleading tone interrupted my spiralling thoughts. "Wherever you want to go, I'll take you there. Let me ensure your safety at the very least." "You don't have to do all that," I sighed. "You no longer work for me." Or was it I who was no longer entitled to all the privileges that came with being a Frost? "Then let me do it as a friend." Benji's smile was gentle, a silent promise of support and unwavering loyalty. God knew I needed it. "Thank you." I said, finally slipping through the open door he held for me. "Although, I can't promise I know my destination at the moment." "Take your time Mrs. Frost- uh, I mean Miss Lily." Benji smiled once more before closing the door and going round to his. I sighed, sinking into the plush seat before my phone rang. For one fleeting moment, my heart leapt, thinking it was Adrian calling to ask me not to leave. It wasn't. I waved away the disappointment, swiped the screen and mumbled a hello. I hoped my doctor friend wouldn't be able to pick up on my sadness. "Lily?" Megan's voice was bright as always. "I hope you are next to Adrian right now because I have the best news!" she beamed. "...and I know that I could totally wait until tomorrow, but knowing what is happening tonight, I thought of giving you guys the cherry on top of tonight's cake. The results for the blood work I requested this morning just came and you are pregnant, Lily! You are finally pregnant!" Pregnant! The word echoed in my head for the second time tonight, wrecking my world anew. "I'm sorry, what?" I wasn't going to cry anymore. Not for Adrian, but that news, it opened the dreaded watery stream with a vengeance, leaving me a crying mess because obviously the universe hated me so much that it gave me what I had always wanted when the only person I could share it with was no longer mine.