The Billionaire's Kept Woman

Instead of joining others with the breakfast, Alessandro ordered their breakfast as it was delivered to their room. He set up the table since his wife is still sleeping, hugging the pillow. He just wished that she would hug him instead. But, he woke up earlier than her. She got drunk last night but at least, she had fun.

He understood that Keira never had fun in her life after her father died. He heard from her mom that after half of her therapy they have to run away and she never got a chance to undergo therapy anymore. The advantage is, she had selective amnesia, not the one that completely wiped out her memories. And there's something that her mother is not telling him. It looked like she's holding back.

He turned on the coffee-making as he approached her and kissed her cheeks.

"Hey, beautiful. Time to wake up."

"Hmm, okay…" She mumbled but he didn't move.

"Hey," He smacked her butt and she winced.

"Leave me alone… I feel like dying."

He laughed and opened the drawer as he took a foil condom. He pulled the sheet that is tangled to her body as he bent down and kissed her beautiful fair butt. To her surprise, he pushed her shoulder down to lay flat back. She flushed when she looked at him as he faced the spot between her legs.

"Okay, now. I'm going to wake you up."

In the end, she sat with him in front of the table with the hangover soup and a big breakfast. She noticed that he was eating more than before these past few days. Is it because he's relaxed after the endless work back at his company? Also, he was helping her with the Golden Age. Suddenly, she felt sad about him.

"Uh, hey…"

"Just call me babe, or love or… sexy—handsome…" He said with a wink. He's more playful. She couldn't help but smile at the handsome guy.

He wasn't scary at all. He looked boyish and sexier. He looked like a playboy type at the moment and it's because he had a fine rest.

"Love, let's have breakfast every day. Let's not skip although we are busy at work."

Alessandro didn't expect that those simple requests made his heartbeat oddly. Like it always did whenever he's with her.

Thud~one second~thud~one second~thud.

It has a musical beat like it always has back then when they were together. It's been a while since he had this kind of heartbeat. When he was with her, his heartbeat would sound or beat normal yet, his body would always cling to her, touch her, kiss her and whenever he made love to her, it's like excitement with his adrenaline pumps like crazy.

Alessandro loves her with all of his heart and body. He's just happy that he found her again. Although their memories were washed out, he was willing to give her new beautiful memories.

"If that would make you happy, my love." He reached her hand and kissed it. Her smile shines beautifully, like the sun outside.

"It's just, I notice that you eat well in breakfast. You always go to work with an empty stomach and it's bad."

"Good thing that my wife is watching over me." He said with a grin and kissed her hand.

"What?" She asked.

"Oh, you didn't know?"

"What did I not know?"

He scratched his head. Well, this is bad. Would she get angry? He stood quickly.

"Don't get angry."

"I am not angry. I'm just asking. You call me wife?"

"Yes, you are my only woman. And what's man's, only woman? Is it the wife?"

She rolled her eyes but he knelt one knee beside her and reached her other hand.

"A husband could find another woman. A girlfriend, even though he's married."

"Well, I always stick to one." He grinned.

"Why did you call me wife?" She asked again.

"Find it out." He pointed the locket and she frowned at her. She looked at it as if there was something that clings inside. She already had an idea of what it was.

"So, give me clues on where to find the key to this." She said.

"Give me a kiss first." He pouted at her.

"No!" She hissed and frowned at him.

"Okay," he stood and went back to his seat.

After their breakfast, they got ready for their shopping and spa. The doting husband always held her hand or placed a hand at the small of her back with bodyguards tagging along. They happened to collide with Tracey or the De Novo family. The family would cringe at her since they already planned an engagement for Tracey and Alessandro.

"I don't know why you keep me buying clothes, but I rather had a spa." She said.

"Then, should we stop buying things?"

"Yes, please."

He nodded as they went to the reserved spot spa for them. She finally had her wax on her lower part which feels painful and a full body massage. Alessandro was laughing at her while she groaned after getting her fourth time waxing. The professionals said that she doesn't have much hair now. Well, she doesn't have much hair but Alessandro wanted her to be bare down there since he wanted to enjoy her.

"That hurt much, can you still walk?" He asked while helping her dress up.

"Yeah, it's your fault."

He laughed and kissed her temple.

"At least your lower part relaxes after your massage, right? You didn't walk after waxing the lower part."

She sneered at him and smacked his arm.

"Ow," He pouted at her. "Do you want me to carry you?"

"No." She frowned.

He put his coat behind her so no one would notice that she's walking differently. She's walking slowly, so he got impatient and he carried her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and shoved her face to his chest.

"Okay, let's go, my Queen. We need to fit on our clothes."

They reached the hotel while he's carrying her. He ignores everyone's eyes. Including the glare from his step-mother and the supposed-to-be fiancee.

Some of them even admire them for their sweetness. Yet she felt a little bit embarrassed. When they reached their suite, the first thing he did was to lay her down, undress her, and removed her shoes. She stayed still and turned on the television while he was opening the boxes.

"Can we skip lovemaking tonight?" She asked as she rolled on the bed and covered her nude body.

"Nope. Not gonna happen." He shook his head as he gently pulled out her dress. "Love, come and put this on."

She slipped off from the bed and approached him. He helped her by putting on the tailored gown and her eyes widened. Then, she faced the full mirror. Her eyes widened and scooped her boobs.

"Look! My boobs look good in here."

Alessandro grinned and nodded.

"Indeed."

It's a long gown with a sheath-style skirt. A very thin strap and a low cut at the back and even in front. It shows her sexiness and her fair skin.

"It's a good thing that you didn't bite me and give me hickeys."

He laughed and hugged her from behind.

"I didn't expect that they would prepare something like this. It's too exposed. Yet, you are so beautiful that I don't want to go to that party."

"Don't be a party popper! This gown is so beautiful."

"You are beautiful." He kissed her neck. "Let's have a quickie and remove this before I ruin it."

She giggled and let him help her by removing it. Then, he put it on the hanger and placed it on the rack beside his suite covered in an anti-dust.

She went back to bed, still naked and she covered her body with the sheet while he's busy arranging things. She's used to things like this. He would always arrange her clothes and the dresses that she should wear on the specific event. He always wanted her to look beautiful and stunning on each dress that she should wear.

"Let's have a break first before the event. It'll be in three hours." He stripped his clothes and lay next to her. "Your stylist will be here in an hour.

"Hmm," she mumbled and closed her eyes. He turned to her and placed his hand over her navel.

"Let's make love first." He mumbled.

"I'm tired." She yawned and turned back from him.

"If you sleep now, it'll be hard for you to get up later." He slipped off from the bed and took a marker from his briefcase.

He then approached her and pushed the cover. She frowned at him when he cornered her and wrote something on her navel.

"What are you doing?" She asked and let him finish. Then, she sat up and looked at it.

"There! Tonight there will be more men who will look at you. That's why I mark my territory." He grinned. "Then, should I also mark on your chest?"

"That's absurd!" She hissed at him and rubbed her skin to remove it.

"Nope, you can't erase that." He shook his head, lifting his permanent marker.

"Damn you!"

He patted her head and bent down, then he kissed her forehead.

"Okay, let's exercise rather than sleeping."