The Billionaire's Kept Woman

  Keira heard that her Uncle and her friend Tracey that became her Aunt was going to move into the new mansion. So, she went there first with her mother to greet them. She left work just to see the mansion and she roamed around with her mother. 

"This is beautiful." She complimented. "I feel like I want a mansion like this." 

  Karmina sighed. 

"Darling, we have a lot of mansions and villas. Just pick one and it's yours." 

"Okay, but I like this one." Keira thought deeply. 

"Keira, it's your Uncle's." 

  She snapped. 

"I am sure that she has a lot of real estates. I should buy it." 

  Karmina shook her head. There were times that Keira would spend a lot more than a million for a day. She's a big spender if she wanted but since she's a billionaire, she should spend her money wisely. 

"Darling, you can't possibly buy your Uncle's mansion. It's their first house as a newlywed." 

"Okay, fine. What should I give them as a gift?" Keira thought deeply as they walked back to the main entrance of the house. They stopped when Tracey gaped at them. "Tracey! Uncle! I already checked the house and it's beautiful." 

"You spoiled brat. We haven't entered yet." He scolded her. 

"What guys took you so long. We are here for like thirty minutes. Maybe more than." She crossed her arms. 

"It's fine." Tracey giggled. "Let's go inside." 

  They all went inside as Tracey gaped. 

"Wow. We will party here all night. After I choose the master's bedroom, you should choose yours but it'll be away from our rooms since I have to set up for my kid's rooms." 

"Sure," Keira said excitedly. "Just tell me what you want as a gift for this home sweet home welcoming." 

"Keira, are you supposed to be in the office?" 

"Dad is there." She flipped her hair. "That's why I can go out anytime I want." 

"You are a spoiled brat," Ian grumbled. 

  Tracey eyed the beautiful stairs. 

"The stairs are grand." She said, "We can hold a ball in here." 

"Your house is indeed beautiful even without the furniture. So, how are you going to keep everything here clean?" Keira asked. 

"Let him do it." She pointed to her husband. "I am going to work and cook at the same time, but mostly, he's going to do all of the house chores." 

"Oh, wow." Keira looked at her mother who shrugged. 

"I prefer physical work." Ian flexes his biceps. "Feel that, niece. That's the real muscle." 

  Keira only glared at him and stared at his biceps. 

"I know what biceps are. And my husband has that too, that's why I am not new to it." Keira turned back from him. 

  Tracey snickered and nudged her husband. 

"Anyway, I brought snacks and we can set it up on the bench," Karmina said. "Just tell me if you guys are hungry." She intertwined her hands with her daughter as they walked around. 

"Thank you for preparing it, sis. I am starving. Let's just eat, okay?" He pulled his wife. 

"You just ate from home. Why are you hungry?" Tracey asked him. 

"Darling, I work out and you don't," Ian told her. Tracey smacked his arm hard. 

  Tracey turned around and entered the master's bedroom. She sighed and twirled around, feeling like everything was a fairytale. She went to the balcony and gasped at the view. Keira approached her and mimicked her gasping. 

"Hey," Tracey frowned at her. 

"But it is indeed beautiful here, Trace. How many mango trees are there?" She asked. She also pointed to the lemon trees. "You don't have to buy expensive lemons in the market to detox. Damn, I want to buy your mansion right now." 

"Sorry, but now. My hubby spent a lot of money on this. This is our first house." She shook her head. 

"One billion." Keira sneered at her. 

"No way. I have money too, Keira. Maybe I am not as rich as you, I won't sell this house." 

"Fine." Keira sighed and glanced at her Uncle. "Maybe I should just renovate my hubby's mansion. I think Papa Alex won't mind." 

"Yeah, do that rather than stealing someone else's mansion," Ian said as Karmina nudged him. 

"Uncle, FYI! I am not stealing, I am negotiating." She exhaled. "Anyway, let's go. I'm hungry. You aren't the only one that isn't hungry." She scolded her uncle. 

"Why are you grumpy?" Ian shrugged at her. He approached her, hugged her, and kissed her head. "I will give you one lemon tree, okay? So don't be grumpy?" 

"Really?" she pouted at him. 

"Sure, think," Ian said as he winked at Tracey who bit her tongue to avoid laughing. She never thought of Keira to be this spoiled brat. But then, Ian also explained to her that there were times that Keira acted like a spoiled brat. That will be when she checks her bank account. Back then, that would be when she checked her allowance account. She's thrifty in her way, but after seeing her savings, it might be washed out in an instant. 

  They set up a long bench as part of the mansion in the garden. Their bodyguards were in the other benches with the butlers and maids with them. They passed the food and drinks and they were laughing over Ian's jokes. 

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  Alessandro twisted his lips while he's scrolling through social media. Somehow, his wife was enjoying a nice chat in the new mansion of Tracey and Ian. She didn't post the location and it seemed that she posted it after six pm. He knew that she's already in the house after she let Henry do all of the work in the Golden Age. 

"This spoiled brat had a good day." He grinned and he finally stood and cleared up his desks. Although his secretary usually cleared up his desk, he did it himself and took his bag, and left the office. 

  The time that he reached the lobby, he was happy and whistling but what he didn't expect was Wendy who rushed to him. His bodyguards were attentive and seeing the dark circles under her eyes, made him think like; darn! This woman is crazy. And she is indeed crazy. 

"I need to speak with you, babe." She asked him while clutching her purse. "Please?" 

  Alessandro only stared at her although she was pleading. But he entered the car and watched as she started crying and tried to reach the car but the bodyguards held her as the car left. He somehow felt sorry for Wendy to have that kind of condition. He suddenly felt tight knots and his phone started ringing that momentarily surprising him. He quickly answered his wife's call. 

"Love," 

"Yes?" 

"Are you alright? You aren't hurt? I received a report that Wendy was there." 

"Yeah, just a few seconds ago. I'm fine, my love. I am on my way home now." 

  He heard his wife sigh from the line. 

"You scared me." She whispered. 

"I am fully guarded, my love. No one would touch me. I promise." 

"Okay. Fine." She whispered. "I love you." 

"I love you too. I'll see you in a bit." 

"I will." 

  He hung up and looked at his driver. 

"Did she already leave?" 

"She's following us, sir." 

  Alessandro shook his head. Shortly, there were cars and motorbikes after Wendy's car. He already thought that it was the Charles Empire who was after her so they could imprison her again. However, it is the only choice for her. She needs to drink her medication and go on with the therapy. But it'll be hard for someone obsessed to not be obsessed. People like Wendy are psychotic and she murdered Louise Madison and she nearly killed Keira. What more can she do? 

"I hope that this will end soon." He whispered. "I won't let her hurt my family, ever again." 

  Shortly, he arrived home. But he was surprised that his wife was sitting on the staircase waiting for him. She stood quickly and dust off her dress. He opened the door quickly as he came out and was greeted by his wife with lots of kisses. It's good to come home like this. He prefers her to stay at home, yet he knows that she has to work since she's the heiress of the Golden Age. 

"I made dinner!" She said excitedly. 

"Wow, really?" It's been a long time since she made him dinner. Mostly, her mother was the one who would cook, or her father or the maids. They entered the mansion and she quickly helped him remove his shoes to change them with the home slippers. 

"You are extra-sweet." He commented. She held his hand as she brought him to the dining hall where Alex was already helping with setting up the table. 

"Wash your hands." She said sweetly and rolled his sleeves. "I am always sweet." She said and she pulled his tie down as he looked down at her. "But mostly, hot mess and sexy." She whispered. 

"Oh, my god." He chuckled. "You are really something, my love.." He kissed her lips as Alex groaned and complained about them.