The Billionaire's Hated Wife

EXCERPT FROM THE BOOK.

"I can feel the desire burning through you, sweetheart. You want this just as badly as I want—if not even more. I can feel the way your pussy clenches tightly against your panties and your wetness begs to drip down your thighs from the thought of my cock buried so deep in you. "

He speaks so freely! So unbothered! Like it's a normal thing to say, her husband is practically right next door!

Fear courses through her veins and not just because her husband could catch her in this unholy.. sinful... Unspoken.. forbidden and anything you would call a legally married woman having a sexual affair with another man that isn't her husband. Oh, not just because of that fact, but also because everything the man uttered is the big fearful truth. Not one lie can be detested!

She has this strange urge... Strange sinful desire for the man before her to take her roughly against the cold surface their bodies are presently pressed to. She has tried so much but she just can't control it. Ever since the heated kiss she had with him weeks ago, she hasn't been able to get him out of her mind. All she thinks about is him! And she finds herself in her matrimonial bed, touching herself and moaning to the thought of another man.

"Please—please, leave. My husband is next door. "

She utter with fear clear in her eyes and her voice nothing but a whisper. He wouldn't have heard her if not because his large body is pressed tightly against her compact one.

"Then why are you pressing yourself to my cock, Sienna? Why is the scent of your desire for me so high in the air? Why is the anticipation clear in your eyes and why are you holding onto me?"

Her eyes go wide with horror with each word that leaves his sinful lips; one she hasn't been able to stop gazing at. Has she been doing that all this while? She didn't realize because she had lost herself. So deep before his presence, and in those sparkling brown eyes.

"I—"

She struggles for words but ends up with nothing.

Where is her pride?! Where is her fucking dignity?! Where is the damn reputation she's always feel obliged to withhold?

When he holds her chin between his thumb and forefinger to meet her gaze before his lips descend on hers with a force enough to knock the little sense she has left out of her, she got her answers.

All in the fucking palms of his sinful hands.

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PROLOGUE.

When Sienna West learns that she's arranged to get married to Bartholomew Bricks; she couldn't stop the feeling of greatness and joy that engulfed her heart.

Because, who wouldn't want to marry a young, dazzling successful billionaire that all ladies gush about, who's respectful to elders and treats women in a gentleman's way? Not to mention the fact that she has a little tiny crush on the man.

The arranged marriage is just the perfect tool Sienna needs to get closer to the man of her dreams. Little does she knows, that she's very wrong.

In the confinement of their room; Sienna learns of the real man that's behind the facade the billionaire puts on and it's one that she detests oh too much.

The man detests her very existence, which causes their marriage to become a monumental failure that tugs at Sienna's heart every night and has her clutching her pillow with eyes full of tears.

But a woman's got needs, right? And when Sienna's childhood friend, Michal Grunt, comes to her rescue; she is compelled to give in to the underlying desires that drips between her thighs every night.

If only she knows what she's getting herself into.