The Billionaire's Kept Woman

Chapter 21 - Déjà Vu

Keira just got out of the walk-in closet and put on something comfortable. When she came out of the room and went to the guest area, she was stunned to find Tracey, hugging Alessandro and even trying to harass him by pressing her body to him. She stared at them for a while until Alessandro pushed Tracey and turned in her direction. He must've felt that she's staring at them.

"We have a visitor." She said and didn't know what to feel, on what she had witnessed.

"Tracey is about to leave." He announced. Tracey was surprised at the coldness that Alessandra gave to her.

Keira noticed that she might have hated her so much because Alessandro was doing her a big favor.

"I'll take her from here, you take a shower, love." She said.

He was of course a little stunned from what she called him. He nodded and said goodbye to Tracey. He walked toward her, smelled her, and kissed her lips lasciviously.

Though she looked shorter than Tracey she strode toward her and smiled a little politely.

"I'll escort you outside." Tracey seemed embarrassed but she chins up and looked down at her.

"No need."

"Guess, you know your way. Don't trip on your way outside." She felt a little happy about what she did when Tracey stormed out of their penthouse. She followed Tracey and locked the door. She went back to the bathroom and watched him take a warm shower.

"You hungry?" He turned off the shower pick the towel and wiped his face. He wrapped it around his waist, took a few steps toward her, and planted some warm kisses on her lips.

She took another towel and gently dumped it on his wet body. His body was well built and has these packs of muscles on his abdomen. His shaft is molding on his towel. Was he aroused by her or Tracey who threw herself to him?

"Don't be jealous, love."

"Who said that I am jealous?" She asked, sounding a bit cold. Lips curved into a smirk and reached her chin up.

"I know you too well."

Of course, she was jealous though she told herself many times that she shouldn't be. She's just his kept woman just to bug off his unwanted fiancée. And as for him, she was quiet and just used gestures to him.

Alessandro wanted to laugh. What if Keira knew that she's his wife? What if everyone knows that she's Mrs. De Alegre, his wife? It'll be a big commotion. However, he wanted Keira to take the Golden Age without his name on it. He wanted her to be independent although he was backing her.

Their dinner was quiet though it was raining heavily outside with thunder and lightning. She wasn't afraid of thunder. For her, it was a beautiful sound and a meditation together with rain though it was this strong power that made people terrified. It was nice to have someone beside her to cuddle up with while raining cold outside.

After their dinner, she started packing their clothes for Malaysia.

"How about our clothes for the party?"

"It's settled, hon." He's busy playing on his phone.

After she's done packing two small pieces of luggage enough for a two-day trip, she crawls to bed, gets in between his arms where he's holding a phone with his two hands above, and finally pillow on his chest. He turned off the lights and turned on the television.

"Let's watch Lights Out or Anabelle?" he asked sweetly but instead of Anabelle or Lights Out, he chose to play porn that made her complain. He laughed boyishly and scooped her breasts.

"Lights out." She told him and grabbed the remote. But she had accidentally pressed the fast forward that makes the couple sound fast from doing the lewd things. He laughed louder and she clicked Netflix. "Stop laughing." She hissed.

"I was about to start thinking if I would try the position with you." She flushed and shoved her face on his naked chest.

"Let's just watch…" She mumbled.

He laughed boyishly as he patted her head. They cuddled and watched the movie together. Five minutes of the play, she finally stood and paused it.

"Let's get popcorn!" She suggested and rushed outside.

Just like old times, whenever he sleeps overnight at their house. They would watch movies the entire night and fall asleep in the family room with popcorn around the floor and sofa.

He finally stood and followed her. She put the popcorn cup in the oven.

"Coke?" She asked. "Tea?"

"I want you rather than coke or tea." He answered with a wink. She chuckled and shook her head.

"You can't have me unless you choose from the two."

He groaned childishly and pouted. He poked her sides as her hand automatically slapped his hand away.

"Coke is bad at night… let's just go for water."

"Good choice."

She finished one of them and took the cup out of it. Then, she put another and they waited for it together. Alessandro watched her prepare warm water in two vacuum tumblers. It's just like old times. Instead of drinking soda at night. They would have warm water while watching a movie.

He put it all in the tray and they went back to their room. She sat down on the sofa while he positioned her on the bean couch in front of the sofa and leaned there. He played the movie as he reached her hand and kissed it.

"Just jump into me when you get scared." He mumbled. But she didn't. She was too focused on the thrilling and jumpy scenarios in the movie. He sighed. Just like back then, she suddenly moved down and pressed her body to him. He laughed and hugged her.

"What the hell?" She mumbled. He grinned and pulled her to his lap. They finished the movie and she ended up clinging to him.

Keira suddenly stopped and looked at herself and him. This felt like it happened before. But they were both on the sofa with popcorns. To her surprise, the thing in her mind happened. He kissed her forehead and squeezed her.

"That thing just scared you?"

It was deja vu. She looked up at him but somehow, his younger face was the one that she was seeing.

"Love, you okay?" He asked and gently caressed her hair.

"Y-yeah…"

"Are you sure? Can you even sleep?" He teased.

"Did we watch a movie back then… like this?" She suddenly asked. He smiled and nodded at her. "Really?"

"Yeah, you don't remember?" he gently pushed her, and then he stood and carried her. "Let's go to sleep or you want to watch porn?" He gently put her down and he went back to the sofa and reached the remote. He settled it and porn started playing. The girl was dancing in a lewd way.

He walked back and cuddled with her.

Keira thought as the memory started getting blur in her head. Is it him? From her head, after they watched the scary movie, she would cuddle with him and he would show her a couple making love. She was sixteen at that time and he's one year older. And then, she would get sleepy from it, telling him that it was boring.

"It's boring." She said.

He chuckled.

"I know you are bored of that stuff." He caressed her hair. "Want to do it?" He asked sexily as he kissed her ear.

"No." She pushed him. He pouted at her and reached the seam of her dress. "I'm quite tired…"

"Okay…"

The couple in the movie was moaning loud and he grinned at her as she flushed. It's like she's getting turned on from his teasing.

"You know, we could just do it…" he moved closer to her and kissed her forehead. Then, he moved down and kissed her lips. "Come on, baby…" he grinned.

"I have a question…" She said when he kissed her chin and her chest.

"Hmm?"

"Don't you want to be with your fiancée?"

"What fiancée?" He asked and slid his fingers to her abdomen.

"Tracey?"

He stopped and laughed.

"She's not my fiancée. You are my only woman. Remember?" He smacked his lips to her lips. He looked at the television while the couple was doing a pleasurable position. Thinking of doing to her made him aroused. He looked down at her and she shook her head.

"No!" She rolled back and then he caught her.

"Baby, don't runoff. It's the weekend and we should enjoy this." He sat up and cornered her in his arms. "We haven't got a proper honeymoon." He sighed and kissed her forehead. "Should we stay more in Malaysia and have a proper honeymoon?"

She flushed from his suggestion.

"I mean, three days won't hurt…" he lay beside her and held her hand. "You also need to take a break. You work hard, my love." He kissed her hand. "So, what do you think?"

"Why do you always choose the word honeymoon?"

"Because," He sat up and pulled a drawer. "You are my only woman."

He took out a box from it and opened it.

"Always wear this."

"It's a big locket with a lock?" She creased her brows.

"Open it when you find the key." He kissed her lips.