The Billionaire's Kept Woman

Chapter 44 - Peace

Margarette sipped on her wine as she listened to Beethoven's composition. What about a surprise engagement party? She doesn't want to spoil it but it'll be better. But first, Tracey should date him. However, how can he date her if Alessandro was prohibiting Tracey from even entering his office? It's hard to even do it. She can't even dispatch Keira with bodyguards around her.

"What should I do?" She mumbled. She heard her husband's car as she got up to greet him. In the main entrance, she smiled and even kissed her husband's cheek. "I had a plan."

"Plan?" He creased his brows as he entered the room.

"How about we prepare an engagement party for Tracey and Alessandro. A surprised one?"

"I thought we already talked about this." He frowned at her. "Alessandro would never marry Tracey."

"If you partner Alessandro with De Novo, the business will expand more."

"Alessandro is already a billionaire. He doesn't need anyone's help." He said as he sat on the sofa and removed his shoes. The maid came up with his slippers as he gave his shoes to the maid and slid his feet to the slippers.

"Come on," She pouted at him. "Let them be together. And what's with that moment that he's dating? Alessandro and Tracey are perfect for each other."

He was silent and Margarette didn't know what he was thinking.

"Whatever." He mumbled. "Do whatever you want." He stood and left to his room.

Margarette rolled her eyes.

"I will do whatever I want."

So, she contacted Alessandro to make it to the party next weekend. She'll just have to tell Keira not to accompany him. Or maybe threatened the woman. She will let Anthony deal with it. She wonders where that woman goes. She pulled out her phone and contacted one of her men to follow Keira, wherever she goes.

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Alexander finally lay down after a hot bath. He sighed and thought of the thing that Margarette planned. Maybe it's not bad at all. Maybe it's to tell everyone that Sandro is married to the woman that he loved. He's proud of that boy. It's Friday and at this moment, the couple is on their way to their vacation house. He reached for his phone and called his son. He doesn't want to interrupt their honeymoon but he has to at least warn him.

He answered, unexpectedly.

"Hello, son."

"Hey, dad. What's up? If you are asking if we are going to have a baby at the end of the year, you are mistaken." Alessandro said straightforwardly. Alexander laughed.

"No. I will just tell you that your step-mother is planning a surprise party. Surprise engagement party for you and Tracey. Why won't you play along a bit?"

"When will that be?" Alessandro grumbled.

"I see that you aren't happy but we can turn it into something. You know me."

"Dad, Keira doesn't want it until she cleared everything in the Golden Age," Alessandro said from the other line. "So, for now. I have to cancel it with my step-mother."

"Well, I can talk to her. Like, maybe tell her your busy schedule for two months."

"Hmm, not bad." Alessandro laughed. "You are having fun playing with her."

"I did. It was intense." He mumbled. "Anyway, you take care of Keira. Make sure not to tire her too much, understand?"

Alessandro snorted.

"Don't be crazy."

"Good night, son. Love you…"

"Love you too, dad."

He hung up and exhaled slowly. He reached the tablet and watched as his second wife went to her room and locked the door.

"Yes, follow Keira and make sure that she won't go to the party as planned." She sighed. "I can't meet you now, Anthony. My husband is home…" She sat on the bed, crossed her arms, and laughed. "You can think of me tonight. I can touch myself for you…"

Alexander yawned and listened to his wife speak on the tablet.

"The dancing dildo that you sent me? Oh, it was glorious! Want me to send you the photo or perhaps the video? Just my body, I won't show my face…" She laughed again. "Your wife won't know."

He frowned as she got ready and put it on the chair. To his surprise, she's having fun and he just let it go. His ears were aching from her lewd cries and moans.

"Yes, take that, Anthony. I'll have your cock like this when we see each other, again… I miss your cock…"

Alex's stomach went up to his throat as he slipped off from bed, rushed to the bathroom, and started vomiting on the sink. Well, it sounds disgusting. It's not like he hadn't had received good sex before. He went to a secret escort agency, put a mask on, and let women please him. But hearing it again from his second wife is something crazy. Well, he just let her in the house so he could watch over her moves. He made a fake contract for them.

His phone vibrates and he reaches it and checks the people that they hire. The show will start in a few days, and just polishing few things. He already put a tracker in his wife's car. So, it'll be easy for all of them to find her anywhere she goes. He can't wait for them to get crazy.

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Alessandro gently caresses his wife's hair while she sleeps beside him, in their van on the way to their simple rest house where they make memories with their family. He wants her to remember everything. He wanted to know who hurt her. But it seemed like something was blocking her head. That's what her doctor told him. She's avoiding something.

He looked at her when she hummed and groaned and suddenly, she was startled as she looked around and grabbed his hand.

"Keira?" he scooped her face to make her look at him. Her eyes are dilated and it's probably because of shock from her dream. "Where did you go?" He asked. "Wh-what did you dream of?"

"N~Nothing…" She said, almost in a whisper. She breathed and rubbed her chest.

"Keira, you have to tell me." He said softly as he caressed her hair. She pushed his hand.

"I said it's nothing!" She shouted at him as she looked away. Her hands were shaking as she looked at the windshield but quickly looked away. "I-I'm sorry. I'm just startled."

"Don't be." He patted her head and made her lean to him.

"Are we there yet?"

"Just thirty more minutes." He kissed her forehead. "Breath, love." He said softly. She breathes in and breathes out and holds on to him.

"I'm sorry."

"Stop saying sorry."

He held her hand. It's cold, so he breathes on it to warm it. She must be so terrified.

"Dinner by the beach or dinner by the balcony where we can see the beautiful beach and starry night?"

Suddenly, a rumbling of thunder made him frown and the lightning hit somewhere in the mountains.

"If I choose by the beach, will the rain still pour?"

Suddenly, rain poured and he sighed and just held her. She giggled and rubbed his chest down to his abdomen.

"Then, cozy intimate dinner then."

He reached for his phone and called the kitchen of the rest house.

"Just a table for two. Probably…"

"Near television. Or I say, the living room." She said.

"In the living room." He told the maid on the other line. "We'll be there in less than thirty minutes." He hung up and patted her head. "How do you think of the new positions that I researched."

"Uh, you haven't done any sex position in your life while we are apart? Just missionary and doggy style…"

"Missionary, but not the intimate one. I use the 'Shoot the Moon' and 'The Launch Pad' positions. I don't want to be close to anyone that isn't you."

"Hmm, I see… but what's with names?"

"So, you watch the video? If you saw it then it's the position that I use for women that I don't know."

"Uh~~not completely. But I only checked out the details. About how she needed help. That's why I cut a few clips from it…"

"Uh, clips?"

She nodded.

"I know a crazy woman when I see one." She said.

"Hmm, okay…"

"So, I already sent it to her psychiatrist. And she's indeed trapped in her fantasy." Keira mumbled. It felt like she knew someone who had the same thing when she remembered the letter threat that was sent to Louise. The woman will kill anyone who would get close to Alessandro. And that means she will get killed too. Alessandro might know this woman. "But she's not that deep…"

"Hmm,"

"Why are women crazy about you?"

He chuckled and shook his head.

"I'm handsome, sexy, known as a sex-god and rich."

"Really?" She creased her brows.

"Maybe," He scooped her cheek and kissed her lips. "But you are my sex-goddess. I almost think that you are a succubus."

She laughed and kissed him more. He was instantly getting aroused.

"This van is closed, and no one can hear us from here." He looked at the partition that he closed.

"You want me to…"

"Ride on me, baby." He said huskily. "Your kiss, touch, and scent are driving me crazy."

"It's odd that a normal girl like me can turn you on so easily? While girls~women are getting crazy just to have you."

"It's not odd." He chuckled. "You are amazing, my Keira. One of the reasons why I love you so much."

"Really?" She adjusted and slipped off her underwear. She straddled him and helped him unbuckle his pants. "Say it again."

"Say, what?" He smirked and kissed her neck.

"You know what I mean." She said seductively.