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THE TRADED WIFE Overthink
After the men left the room, Martin instantly dialled his Boss's number, and without even a minute, he heard a call answered by Byron, "Hello." "Hello Boss, Is Ms Abigail with you?" Martin's voice was pausing with tension when he asked Byron on the phone.On the other side, Byron glanced at Abigail before answering Martin in a direct tone, "Yes." Knowing it's a big mess, Martin raced his finger over his hair in frustration, "I'm sorry, Boss. I should not remove men from her door in the first place.""We will talk about that later; now, you should prepare everything for the evening. I'll be there soon." He ordered, and Martin understood what he meant, "Okay, Boss." "One more thing, get all the place clear until I walk to the main wedding hall." "Got It, Boss." Byron disconnected the call and threw the phone over the couch.Abigail watched that and hesitantly said, "So when are we going to leave this room?" Byron calmly glanced at her, "Right now.".."I don't know how much I can
THE TRADED WIFE His Identity
After coming out from the elevator, Abigail followed her gaze around to find there were a few staff only, and they were all busy with their own work. No one is staring at her or the man behind her. She felt dumb in this situation, which was almost 180 degrees opposite her imagination. Byron glanced at her from the corner of his eyes and smirked to see an awe expression on her face. Before leaving the room, he had texted Martin to let the Reception floor staff work. But they should ignore their presence when they come out. Everyone just following Byron's lead right now. "Did you see? No one really cares about your presence." Byron's word caught her attention, and she turned her gaze from all staff to him.But when a minute passed and she did not say anything, he questioned in a deep tone, "What? Are you not going to speak anymore?" "I guess I was wrong." Saying that she turned and started walking.Byron's eyes focused her back with a sharp gaze before finally starting to walk again
THE TRADED WIFE You Are Mine
Byron coldly snorted and put the gun down, "Let's Talk."Hearing him, she hesitantly opened her eyes and glanced at him in amazement.Byron turned and walked out from the hall, "Follow me." His voice sounds distant and cold.Abigail silently did as he said; she followed him until he stopped in the window corner, turned to meet her eyes, and spoke calmly, "I like your determination. So, I want to make a deal with you.""Deal?" She blurted out in doubt."Yes." His eyes all focused on her face."What type of deal?" She asked.Byron moved his back in front of her and looked out the window with a dull gaze. "I know, after what your ex and his family did to you. You wanted a revenge." He moved his eyes cornered to watch her action, and he noticed she was biting her lower lips, and her expression held aggression to hear their names.He looked outside the sky and added, "I can help you take your revenge.""And what do you need in exchange for this?" Abigail questioned. She was burning in rev
THE TRADED WIFE New Home
"Get in the car." Byron opens the car door."Where are we going?" Abigail stared at his side with a little frown."Home." His voice was shooting.She did not question again and silently entered the car.Byron walked to another side. Martin opens the car seat for him. After seated, Martin moved to the front seat and asked the driver to start the engine.In the car, Abigail stared at her finger diamond and then focused on outside with a void gaze, while Byron emotionless glanced at her for a moment before moving his eye to outside the window view.Martin silently looked at bot
THE TRADED WIFE He Left
Hearing heavy footsteps approaching the door, Abigail's body stiffened, and the next moment, the loud knock made her leave the bed and open the door slowly. Her hand was sweating when she pulled down the doorknob, and once, Byron's emotionless face showed up in front of her. She tries to divert her attention, looking at the floor.However, Byron slowly reaches towards her and touches her chin to get her head raised and meet her eyes. His sudden action made her nervous, and once their eyes met, she gulped her saliva with a bit of tension. "What?""Are you now scared of me, little Wifey?" His eyes slyly looked at her while his voice was filled with playfulness, instantly changing the severe atmosphere.When she heard his statement, her eyes galred at him with deep frowns and answered, "No, I don't scared of you." She maintained eye contact till her last words. Somehow, she felt his provoking words made her forget what is fear?On the other side, seeing how a sacred cat turned into a
THE TRADED WIFE Return
At midnight, Byron came back home with a grave mood. He did not waste time turning on the light; he just followed the darkness to walk in his room direction. He had instructed outside security to stay alert in his absence. He knew Abigail would not dare to leave. However, he still can’t take his chance. He hates making mistakes, most notably with the thing that is valued above anything, ‘Abigail,’ The girl he was searching for so long. He stopped in front of the room door and gave a moment of thought before pulling down the doorknob to open the door and enter inside.However, when he meets darkness, he turns on the dim light—only to be filled with rage, seeing an empty bed. The bed was neat and clean. It was almost like no one touched the bed. He got alert and checked the bathroom, but it was also empty. “Damn It!” His jaw tightened, and he gritted his teeth furiously, striding towards the living area. He was prepared to blast over Maggy and all his security guards, who dared to n
THE TRADED WIFE Demand
Once Byron reached the room, he steadily put Abigail on the comfortable bed and then went to close the door. Noticing him shutting the door, her heartbeat increased rapidly, and she sensed the sweat droplets running over her forehead even when the room was utterly air-conditioned. 'What should I do?' She nibbled her lips in anxiety, as her eyes never moved from his movements, which created a lot of suspense and fright inside her with all that distrust.Once the door locked, he spun and stared at his new bride and prey with an evil grin that masked his handsome devil face. Abigail couldn't help but look at her husband's face with all mixed senses while she found he looked stunning in the dim light. He did not care to turn on the ample light, which made the room look more silent and exquisite, but at the same time, it made her feel like he was a giant wild wolf who staring at his prey with all his devouring sights and desired to consumed her without wasting a single moment. "Do I lo
THE TRADED WIFE Strip
"Strip!"Byron ordered with a hoarse voice, focusing on his wife, Abigail, whose eyes were glued over the ground near her feet while both hands and fingers were tangled with unknown itchiness. Her chest still huffing up and down slowly after sharing the hot, passionate kiss. So, even though she listened to him, she could not budge, which drove him rashly wither."What?" "Can't you hear me in once?"He arrogantly interrogated, making her finally look at his side and mutter in a skittish tone, "I…I don't know…" She barely could speak when he sneered in irritation, "What you can't understand? I told you to strip. Remove your cloth…" "Or….Do you want me to take it off with my hands." His corner raised with mock at the end of words.Abigail pressed her lips tightly and glared at his side, "Can I switch off the light?" "Why? It's just a dim light." He smiled faintly, seeing her talking like a white lotus."It's….sill uncomfortable..." She explained with a nonchalant shrug."And so?" He
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