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Hide Me, Mister Billionaire!

“No one should lay a hand on my wife. If anyone of you touches a single strand of her hair, I’ll be able to commit a massacre in no time.” – LL When Zella Albert wakes up in the middle of a King’s bed with no memory of what her identity was, she tried to insist answers from one of the Cassano members with a knife, threatening to slit his throat if they don’t reveal who she was. Until Leo Luciano showed up in the middle of the ruckus and claimed her to be his wife. But is Leo truly her husband or is just an impostor who tried to win his heart and kill her instead? ------------ [WARNING: MATURE CONTENT ON THE LATER CHAPTERS] ------------- “Kiss me if you need to prove our love. I can’t seem… to remember everything.” Leo’s lips turned pale. Zella was an observant. That slight change in his lips grew a suspicion in her. Why would he hesitate to kiss his wife? Is she really his wife? Leo didn’t even know what to have as an excuse. This time, he should be reckless. He approached her, closing the gap, placing his hands in his waist, pulling her closer to him. Zella got surprised, and looked up. His charm exuded through those smoldering eyes. Even though he’s not glaring, it looked at her with attention. Zella caught her breath. She tiptoed one of her foot. Leo brought his hand to her cheek, tucking her hair behind her ear. A feather light touch and it turned her on. Why do Zella feel he was skeptical with his every move? Like he doesn’t want to touch her? Leo didn’t desire to have a romantic relationship for now. But Zella came, and he had to act as a husband taking care of his wife. Besides, if he let Zella out of the mansion, they’re going to take the blame of hiding a death convict fugitive inside their house. The Cassanos will guarantee a guillotine death. This is all for their safety. “Like this…” Leo leaned in. ------ Updates will be regular since this will be part of Webnovel Spirity Awards 2022. ------ The cover is not owned by the author. Copyright goes to the artist who drew and posted it in Pinterest. Text made by the author through Canva.

Kyrie_Sunbae · Urbano
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195 Chs

For The Second Time

Randall got too stunned to speak. What is she doing now? What were the thoughts running through her mind while reaching out to his hand? Is it worth grasping for, if she's just doing it for favor? 

For the second time, their bodies touched. If only she had the courage to entwine it, Louise would do it. But no, she still has a shame down her bone. 

A fleet of the touch and Louise had to withdraw. The electricity died down, and the connection was enough to make her decide to discontinue the engagement. Randall's hand froze in midair.

With his decision of stepping out of the limousine, Randall should have done sooner. They have crossed the bridge already, far away from the mansion where she drove to. 

Randall has gone occupied with the order he had yet to receive from Louise, asking, "Are you serious about the job that's too dark to even illuminate at? If you're planning to hire me as the killer, give me the lifetime seal of guarantee and I'll do it."