The Billionaire's Kept Woman

Chapter 22 - Flashes Of Memories

They both fell asleep while she's holding the necklace that he gave. She woke up still wrapped around his arms while he's sleeping. She gently pushed him and kissed his forehead. Then, she went to the bathroom to do her business while humming. Then, she washed her face and damp the towel on her wet face.

"Love." The sound was familiar as she froze.

In her head, a boy was calling her love wearing an academy's uniform and he hugged her and kissed her forehead. Then, he approached her mom and did the same and even hugged his father.

"I'm sorry but I am hungry and I have to ask for food again." He told them while he's helping mom on putting the fried rice on the table.

"Don't worry, dear. You are always welcome." Her mom said and told him to sit.

"Well, at least you have to know how to cook for yourself." Her dad said while he's reading the newspaper.

"I will, dad!" He said as he pulled a chair for Keira and then for her mom.

"Love!" He opened the door. "Let's make love first."

"I~~I need to drink water first." She said as an excuse.

"It's already settled."

He picked her up from the bathroom and took her back to bed. He gave her a mug filled with warm water. She stared at it while he rushed to the bathroom. She sipped on her water and to her surprise, his private part was hard so she nearly spits her water. He approached her and took his mug and sipped on it.

"Okay! Let's get ready!" He exclaimed.

"I~~I'm not done drinking."

"Yeah, you have to drink more. I'll make sure that you'll have a waterfall climax!"

She turned back from him and slowly went to the other side to escape but he walked around quickly and grinned at her.

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As she expected, they would always be guarded with bodyguards even in the airport. He always held her hand and it looked like his brows weren't creased. He looked lighter than before and he looked like he's in a good mood. It's probably because of last night and because of what they did early this morning.

He was full of surprises that even in bed, he made it extra exciting. He indeed made it happen. His words with the climax and waterfall.

"Oh, you are here!" They turned their heads to his parents.

His father was cheerful while his step-mother looked like she's in a bad mood. However, she smiled beautifully at his father who greeted her warmly.

"We are flying with them in dad's private jet." He told her.

She nodded and it seemed like they were flying with a few more people. That also includes the De Novo family. It's her first time meeting Tracey's mother and it seems like they aren't happy that she's there.

They settled in the jet plane with three attendants. He never let go of her hand as they reached their private spot with curtains.

"Sir, Ma'am, what would you like to drink?"

"I'll have a mojito." He said.

"Same with him." She answered and pulled her hand from him but he grinned without letting it go.

The stewardess left and the two started having a hand fight. But he was grinning as they were fighting like cats.

"Let go of my hand." She demanded.

"Are you tired of me already?" he asked. She moved her mouth to his ear as he covered it. A grin draws across his lips and lets go of her hand. She finally sighed and stretched her arms. She reclined her seat and relaxed.

"Do you mean it?" he asked again.

"Yes." She winked. He nodded and behaved as their drinks came up. She adjusted her sit a bit and enjoyed the mojito.

He looked at the necklace that she's wearing as a smile drew across his lips.

"Why are you grinning?" She asked.

"Nothing."

He sipped on his mojito and admired her more. They finished their mojito as the steward asked them what to serve.

"Nothing for now."

The stewardess told them to put their seat belt on and then the two relaxed together closing the curtains. Since there are too many eyes watching them. He also didn't like how his step-mother and Tracey's mother. He took the blanket and gently covered it for her. He kissed her lips and she kissed him back.

"You are very sweet." She mumbled.

"Hmm, maybe because of mojito?"

She giggled and moved to his side to kiss him more. Both of them are probably horny at the moment when the pilot of the jet said that they'll be departing. He gently pushed her down and held her hand.

"I thought we already talked about holding hands?" She hissed.

"Just sleep." He said as he reclined his chair.

Keira noticed his other hand, as his fingers tapped on the arm of the chair as music played in the background. She looked at him. His eyes are closed.

"You know how to play the piano?" She asked. He opened his eyes and turned his head to her.

"It's been a long time… and yes, I play the piano."

"Alessandro," She spoke softly.

"Yes, love?"

"It just…" She reached the heart-shaped locket. Her heart was beating crazily as she stared at him. He looked so handsome and the way he calls her love is making her crazy.

If it's true that they knew each other back then… There's a possibility that he loves her. And he would love him wholeheartedly. He reached her cheek. She didn't notice that she was tearing.

"What makes you sad, my Keira?" He removed his seatbelt and moved to her. "Love, are you hurt?"

She shook her head. She sniffled and held his hand over her cheek.

"You make me worried." He gently pressed his lips to her forehead. "Don't cry again like that."

"I'm sorry, I won't cry again."

They spoke intimately at each other.

Behind the curtains are the daggering eyes from Tracey. She tried everything to hold herself from going there, grabbed Keira's hair that she detests most. The curtain opened as she froze. The couple was holding hands again. He called the stewardess to ask for something. Then, the two stood from their seats and went to the other room.

Her nails dug on the leather of her seat. After a few moments that the two didn't come out, she followed them and in the bathroom, she heard the moaning of a couple.

"Alessan~~"

"Shh, don't scream yet, my love…"

Her heart aches to hear those words from his mouth.

"I'm ne~near…"

"You like something crazy like this?" Alessandro asked huskily as something was pounding inside.

"Yess~~" She panted.

She wanted to bang on the door but then a stewardess came.

"Miss, you can use the other bathroom."

She pushed the stewardess and rushed back to her seat. She didn't care if she hurt someone. She slumped back to her seat and ordered a steward of wine. Her mother approached her hand hissed at her.

"What's with your expression?" Mrs. De Novo asked.

"They are fucking in the bathroom." She hissed in a low sound. "I can't tolerate it!"

"Now, calm down." Mrs. De Novo sighed and held her daughter's hand. "She's just a mistress. You don't have to worry about it." She smiled and Tracey doesn't feel well about it.

"He brought her here. On this special day. What do you think I should expect."

"Hush," Mrs. De Novo glanced at Alexander De Alegre who was sleeping. "Don't let his father hear you."

Footsteps came up as the couple was grinning at each other. Alessandro looked so playful and possessive over his mistress. Tracey was so jealous that she could burst. However, their engagement will be settled soon.

She peeked at them as the stewardess served them fruits and juices. The couple looked sweet. Mostly, Alessandro even feeds her. Then, whispered something to her. They giggled and when Alessandro noticed that she was glaring at them, he glared back and closed the curtains.

"See how they are so into each other?" Tracey hissed at her mother. "I can't tolerate this mom… I want him…"

Meanwhile, behind the curtains, Alessandro rubbed her stomach over the blanket. He wondered what would happen if she got pregnant. But first, they should have a formal wedding ritual and she should know what she signed. Until now, his poor wife looked clueless.

"Do you like it that much?" He asked.

"Yeah, it's fresh and sweet."

"How about me?" He took a strawberry and took it to his mouth and chewed it. Then, he moved his lips to her and she smacked his arm as their tongue worked with a strawberry on his mouth. It was lewd and he's crazy. She pushed him as he chuckled and swallowed his strawberry.

"There are more fresh fruits in Malaysia and it's a good spot for a honeymoon."

"Why do you always mention honeymoon?" She asked.

He moved his lips close to her ear.

"That's because we don't have a proper honeymoon."

"Hmm," She shrugged.

"You had your period after our first night. Right?"

"Don't mention it."

"I am just saying…" he reached her hand and kissed it. "Let's enjoy ourselves in Malaysia after the event."

"I will surely enjoy it with a spa." She grinned. He chuckled and scooped her jaw.

"Yes, of course. A spa together." He pressed her lips to her and she kissed him back.