The Billionaire's Kept Woman

Keira bounced her head through the music as she listened to the beautiful voice of the three finalists. It's the end of the show in this season and everything is more intense than before. She looked at the rating and they reached the green level. She makes it grand and a battlefield between singers. Even though the show hasn't ended yet, there are lots of people congratulating her on this show that they took two months to air.

She already had decided even though all of them had made it perfectly. The most outstanding singer among all is no other than Vincent. She already set up plans for the three finalists to give them the fame that they needed. They'll be the new faces of the Golden Age.

She listened to the drum roll as the host announced the winner. Everyone is screaming and cheering.

"Congratulations." Alessandro bent down and kissed her cheeks. "They are up for a victory party." He mumbled. "Aren't you joining the judges?"

"Nope." She shook her head. "We had plans, right?"

"Yes, we do." He kissed her other cheek again. "We'll be in the villa."

"I thought you had dinner with your girlfriend?" She teased him. He chuckled and hugged her from behind.

"I can always ditch her to be with my woman." He grinned.

"Sure, sure…" She tapped him. "I was planning on sleeping in the nearest hotel honeymoon suite." She mumbled.

He froze from what she said and he pulled out his phone and made a call.

"Reserved my usual suite," Sandro said over the phone. "The usual sparkling wine. Yes..."

She smirked and then, she gathered her things as Johanna showed her the messages from the judges.

"Well, why won't you attend and have fun?" She asked her. "You can take Vanessa."

"We'll peek at the party then." She told her.

"Great. My husband and I need to leave." She whispered to her. "You girls enjoy and make sure that nothing bad will happen to both of you."

"Yes, ma'am."

Alessandro put her hood on and put his arms around her protectively as they left the seat. The bodyguards already cleared the ways so no one can capture them being together. Some people know that there's something about her and the President of the De Alegre Empire. It's just gossip after all and they never responded to it.

"Sir, there are reports at the moment. We have to stay here for a while." The Head Security told him. They went back inside. She was a little bit pissed.

Keira was ready to tease her husband but somehow, these reporters knew that Alessandro was leaving the building. So, Secretary Emerald came up with casual clothes, a cap, told him that they already set up another car. They'll send out a decoy to lure the reporters. Alessandro nodded as they left the room and he started undressing. She watched his every move and teased him. He restrained himself from touching her until he was fully dressed.

It took a little while, so he took the guitar from the corner and tune the strings. She moved closer to him and took out her notebook.

"I wrote a new song." She told him. "Let's start with G.," She told him and he strummed the guitar. "Then, C." He shifted his fingers to the C-chord. "E-minor and lastly, A." She hummed. She reached the cello and tuned it. "Kept on strumming with the beat of 2-4." She said as he kept on playing the cello.

Then, she started plucking and singing the lyrics. He kept on playing the guitar and even followed her with plucking and all. It's a beautiful one and then, she stopped and wrote it down in the notebook.

"It's amazing." He said. He put down the guitar and reached her music book. "But who's the person that you are referring to?" he asked.

"Which line?"

"I was your moon and you were my sun. We were always together but always apart." He answered like he already memorized it in his head. It was the last song syndrome as her singing kept on playing in his head.

She stared at him and shrugged.

"What? Are you hiding from your husband now? Does this mean to another man?" He confronted me. She laughed at him and pointed him.

"It was you, dummy."

"Why me?"

"Well," She put the notebook away. "I wrote this when I was imprisoned in your villa."

"Rephrase that. It's our villa."

"Our villa," She mumbled. "Anyway, I liked the way you care for me and it was all familiar. I wrote this when I didn't know anything about you and I was quite fond of you because you were too concerned about me."

Alessandro was speechless. Was he too harsh for her back then? He shouldn't get angry at her for selling her virginity but he was, not until he understood her situation. But now, he just loves her more and more.

"We are like the sun and moon because I thought that I was just your kept woman to fulfill your desire. We are together but because you are rich, I know that we are far away from each other. And I could only see you for a little bit of time before you leave."

"Oh, love." He reached her cheek. "I love you, alright? I didn't know that's what you feel." He kissed her forehead.

"So," She stood and took the cello back to the stand. "You have to fulfill my crazy desires tonight."

He put the guitar over the table as he tapped his lap. She sat on his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. She breathed heavily as she stared at those seductive lips. She felt her goddess raging, wanting to have him there. It's probably because of the hormones.

"I'm horny." She mumbled and he hugged her tightly.

"Let's wait a little bit. I already reserved our honeymoon suite." He kissed her lips. "I love you."

"I love you." She whispered.

"You should sing that." He teased her and rubbed her back.

"Sir," The door opened. Emerald nodded at his head.

They stood and she took her leather backpack and they left the office holding hands together, hiding under their hood and sunglasses. He pulled her close as bodyguards surrounded them. Alessandro was tall, and taller than a few of the bodyguards so he had to be ducked down. They soon reached the car that Emerald set up and reached the hotel.

"Finally," She exclaimed as soon as they entered their honeymoon suite. Alessandro locked the door and called the kitchen to deliver their dinner. He removed his hoody jacket and hung it on the hook.

He removed his shoes as he glanced at his wife who was already stripping. She threw her shoes somewhere.

"I want it now." She demanded.

"Good thing. I've been a monk for days."

"But we did it early this morning, right?"

"Uh, maybe." He shrugged as he kicked his pants and approached the bed.

"I want the one that I saw in the movie." She said, demanding him more. Alessandro was too aroused to even complain. And he would never complain about anything like this.

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Karmina crossed her arms as she watched the intense emotions that Margarette was showing. She looked exasperated, as her whole face and neck were flushed. She can also imagine how Margarette was panicking.

"So, you already tell Alessandro about this."

"Yes, I did." Alexander went to his son's office a while ago. They've been monitoring and ghosting Margarette like this for two days now. Even when he came home, Margarette had dark circles and she couldn't even respond to her boy toys and lovers.

"He's aware of the setup and it takes two hours of explaining it to him."

"Why?" Karmina furrowed her brows as she bent down gracefully and picked her tea.

"Well," Alexander sat beside her, with one-meter distance. "He had lots of questions, like how long it's been and whatnots."

"Of course, he'll question it," Karmina told as she sipped on her tea.

"I was worried for a while, but he understands," Alex said.

"By the way, let's not watch your wife for a while." She put down her tea as she reached the folder and gave it to him. "These are the plans that I have in mind. Since we are limiting people with bodyguards, I put the funds more into their honeymoon."

He reached the folder and started scanning it. The original design of the gown was there and he smiled at the real gems that they are going to use for the crown that Keira wanted. The girl designed it after Alessandro proposed to her on her eighteenth birthday. It was a memorable one and the two had big plans ahead of them.

He flipped the laminated files. Then, there's a photo of their family. Keira, her parents, him, and his son. They looked happy and if Henry is here, he would be happier seeing her daughter ruling the Golden Age and taking everything that's supposed to be for their family.

"When is the last time you come out of this villa?" Alex asked.

"Hmm, why?" She shrugged.

"Well, let's go shopping and check out souvenirs for the weddings. How about that?"

"It's fine with me." She smiled. "I don't remember the last time I went out shopping. Alessandro usually shops for me after the operation."

"Well, Mina. I think your rich daughter wants you to spend her money."

Karmina chuckled and nodded at him.

"Sure."