CHAPTER THIRTEEN: Billionaire's Wife

ALEX'S POV

"Morning, my king," I wake up to the unpleasant sight of her face.

"I think it would be best if you always wore makeup because you look terrifying without it. Are you sure you and my wife are from the same parents, or were you adopted, or maybe she was the one who was adopted?" I remark as I move away from her, rise from the bed, and stand up.

"When you know she is prettier than me, then what exactly am I doing here? You refuse to have sex with me or even let me touch you. So what am I doing here?" she retorts, her voice dripping with anger.

"Your job is to make her life miserable and frustrated. If you do that perfectly, then I might grant you what you want. Who knows, I might even divorce her sooner and marry you," I say, attempting to deceive her. Why would I marry her when I am not insane? I would rather endure Ariel's company than even think of marrying her.

I can see the joy on her face as she hears that. I leave the room to fetch some water from the freezer.

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