Billionaire's wife by Ashleh Queen (finding audrey txt) 📖

Matteo's POV

I spare a glance over a few men sitting in my living room that included a huge round sofa but for tonight we have turned it into our private club. I knew what the results were going to be and so do them. But that was the highlight of the night and the very reason we were throwing this party. The newscaster kept speaking while I enjoyed the expensive perfume of my slave in my arms. It was so dark in our space and only the light of the screen was illuminating her skin. I held her waist tighter and pulled her in. Getting the cue she came to sit over my lap facing me. I knew she had got the attention of many men in the room with her beautiful ass on the display but I couldn’t care. Her naked body only in the stocking was intoxicating. There was no way I was going to let anyone have what I am not done enjoying. She threw her hair on her right shoulder and bit her lips while swaying her body to the dim music playing.

“…Sofia McKenzie has lost the election against…,” Curses, moans, and cries of joy followed. I hear the men saying how it was almost an impossible task or how much of a bastard I was but I couldn’t look away from the perfect boobs.

“What’s your matter with her?” One of the men asked. I didn’t care who he was but held the waist with the right hand before pulling my slave in and kissed her deeply.

“Isn’t it obvious? She is a woman…” Leo started but was cut off by Lorenzo saying,

“…And, Matt will never live a day seeing a woman becoming the leader of our great country!” The joy in his voice made me chuckle. I finally looked at the boys most of them now enjoying pretty blonds in their hands.

“Isn’t it obvious? Women are made for our beds…to serve, to satisfy, and to follow the command?” I asked the woman in front of me and pinched her clit hard enough to make her cry take over the crowd. I loved how she was breathless and squirming when I dug my two fingers in her and stared at her shaved pussy before whispering. “...Women are filth,”

I groaned when I found someone moving under my arm. “Get off,” I ordered without opening my eyes and stretched a few seconds later. I found her waiting for me on her knees. I couldn’t help staring at her plump breasts adorned with my marks. They were swollen. It makes me even touch her more.

I smiled knowing it was just the start of another day where I was going to rule this miserable world. Getting in my bathroom I take in the view of two beautiful slaves of mine waiting for me. I knew they were happy standing in the most expensive bath ever built. It was settled with light greyish blue marble and had stairs going down that joined the indoor pool of my mansion straight to my bathroom.

Unlike the woman in my bed from the morning, they looked fragile in their petite figure. I walked to hug the one standing at the right and held her close letting my hardness touch this fragile thing. They had my bath prepared but I had other plans. I hold her hand and took the stairs down to my indoor pool where Leila was swimming already. She was one of the girls I know by name and also the single brunette I had in my harem. I jumped in the pool and swam to hold her sultry body before kissing her plump lips. My mouth curled up feeling her skilful hands on my back. She wasn’t a slave but more of someone I hooked up in a bar in Germany and hired her after one unforgettable night. Of course, she couldn’t decline the offer. I was one hell of a negotiator. It was something that runs in my blood.

“Mr Lucca…” I heard Peter say and shot him an arched brow. Of course, it had to be a matter of concern.

“We have received a stay order on the Riverland project.” The words were enough to set fire. I could only see red and the moment a hand on my chest distracted me I looked at Leila. “You are fired,”

“How?” I asked Peter but some blogger who had been writing against me was already my click before Peter started speaking. “…It’s your father. He is financing that climate change activist to the point that the government has finally decided to stop the deforestation,”

“Fuck...how much it is going to cost us? I want figures, Peter,” I asked taking the long strides back to my room.

“It will be a million peso per day if we don’t resume the construction. If we didn’t do anything about this in two weeks? At that point, it is better to drop the project altogether to avoid any massive loss.” What the hell that baldy wanted now. For once I didn’t want him to fuck my life up.

“You do realize what I PLAN WITH THIS PROJECT. SO, DON’T FUCK UP!” I cried throwing my jacket I was getting into and got his collar to get this clearly in his brain. “This is going to be the best trading hub this world ever see…I am going to control governments Peter…governments. Do…you see…do you see NOW?” Peter’s expressions were unfazed. Well, this is what I pay him for. To stay calm all the time because someone has to stay calm.

“I guess it is time to pay a visit to your father. He is playing his cards at the worst time.”

“Cancel all the meetings for today,” I huffed while the girl from the morning I left in my room came ahead to offer me another suit jacket.

“You have a meeting with the heiress of the Russo family. We have made her wait for a week already.” I recalled a twenty-six-year-old woman whose name was like a wildfire in the construction business nowadays. And, as I was trying to venture into this industry maybe in the future it was indeed half important.

“When the meeting is due?” I asked,

“You asked me to arrange it for breakfast.”

“Great…we will fly right after breakfast.” I got my spectacles on before walking into my dining area where a woman in a beige formal dress awaited. Her beautiful hand had a bracelet that got my attention. Her family had riches and I knew figures shown to the world were nothing in front of what they really own.