The Billionaire's secret Love by Manogyna Marthi (self help books to read .TXT) 📖

Chapter 46

Angelica

Three years later

Like every day I was standing on the small table with a red tie in my hands facing my husband. Lifting up the collar of his white dress shirt I placed the tie around his neck. His eyes were upon me holding a light smile as I loop the string tugging its edges. Taking my chin between his fingers he gently raises my head to meet his eyes. My orbs slowly rise from his slim neck to his chiselled jaw gazing at his soft lips and my cupid heart skips a beat. Gulping inaudible to hide the lewdness, my optics scroll from his pointed nose to reach his beautiful chocolate browns that always brought a mysterious thrill to my existence. Why do I feel like a teenage girl around him? I am a matured woman of 34 years and he is my husband, six years older to me. My reverie goes withdrawn by his tiny titter. "Is my beautiful wife bothered about something?"

His hands passively reach my waist slightly nudging me forwards and I let out an involuntary squeak gripping his shoulders. Tiny lines appeared from the corners of his eyes, his forehead was slightly furrowed. Time had marked him yet his smile continues to be charismatic melting my insides like always. "Would I ever let you fall sweetheart?" His voice was hoarse enrapturing me to an unacquainted pleasure. I bite my lips to control my emotions and shook my head shyly meeting his eyes. Yes, he was always there behind me watching me not to drop and swift to hold me before I fall in every move of my life.

Putting away a few lazy strands from my face he pecks my lips with a warm chuckle and I couldn't stop asking him the question that was long awaited. "Why are your feelings for me undisclosed in front of children, Augustus?" He gives me a wide smile engrafting me to a jubilant hug. "Children like their parents to be in love but they don't relish it when they romance in their presence."

Soon there was a knock at the door and Sandro emerges inside our room. "Dad, I designed a space rocket." He holds up the model to Augustus. "This was displayed in our school's science fest and I won the first prize. My teacher congratulated me and said I would be representing my school at the nationals." Sandro shares the gleeful news with his dad. "That's great my son." Augustus pats Sandro's shoulder complimenting his success. There was a glint of vaunt in his actions for his son's achievements but I could see the happiness missing our son's eyes. Augustus noted it too but before he could query our son....

"Dad you were asked to come to the school yesterday because the principal had complains about me. I am very sorry to cause you such a trouble." Our son expresses his deep regret. "You never make mistakes my son." Augustus declares loud and clear and brings Sandro to a hug patting his back to ease the displeasure.

Sandro gets back to normal in a few moments.
"Dad, during recess I was discussing the project with my friends when Abby arrived in my class with tearful eyes. Looking at her gloomy face I knew something went wrong. I took her out of my class to find out the reason. An idiotic flirt was causing her troubles and I had to mend his ways for obtruding my sister."  Sandro's voice held no rebound.  A sense of pride accentuates Augustus's countenance.

"My son never goes wrong in his decisions." He proclaims in happiness patting the shoulder of our son.

Abby was full of giggles at the breakfast table dressed in her pink mermaid dress. She is going to Cassandra's birthday party. "You look very beautiful princess." Augustus compliments our daughter but I did not miss the secret warning our son was passing to Abby. Augustus looks at me and gives a knowing smile clear about our son and daughter's mysteric conversation.  "Don't be late in the evening princess." Augustus kisses Abby on the cheeks and picks up his coat to leave for office. "I will take care of her dad." Sandro infiltrates before his dad leaves. "I know son." A supercilious smile adorns Augustus features.

"Abby wait." Sandro reaches her upper arm before she leaves the breakfast table. "I will be in my friend's place just three blocks away from Cassandra's house. If there would be any problem with that coquet I am only a phone call away." Sandro assures his younger sister with a voice of command and power but with subtle softness, a trait he has definitely imbibed from his dad.

It was late night after I finished my home chores as I did not want too many servants around the house. My husband was studying a file taking small sips of scotch while making a stroll in our master bedroom. I come out of the steaming washroom after having a relaxing shower putting on a plain white shirt of Augustus. My feminism was relatively exposed through the translucent shirt but it didn't count much as it was well passed mid night and the children were already asleep.

Augustus notices me and something twitches in his eyes. With a light smile he rests the glass, file on the side table and advances towards me in slow predatory steps. With his every move forward I stride backwards in a tensed aura. His ravenous gaze got me to an uncontrollable appetence. I lick my lips in covet as he corners me to one of the walls of our bedroom with his hands fixed on either sides of my face.

"What is my little wife trying to do, seduce me with her half naked outfit?" His whisper goes hoarse in my ear with a light chuckle after running his nose along the length of my neck. His manly scent combined with a slender smell of alcohol ran erotic tingles down my body. I inhale deep and try to push him laying my hands on his firm chest but he was too difficult to move. Letting up my shirt a little he tips his finger deep into my folds getting me to a capricious shiver by his hankering touch but the excitement was short lived as his finger comes out of my pleasuring pleats in no time.