YOKED TO A BILLIONAIRE BY VENNEH LISAH

𝐘𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘-𝐎𝐍𝐄:

Davon only returned in the middle of the night when Violla was fast asleep. He took a shower and climbed onto the bed carefully, cuddling her in a spooning position.

"You're back?" Violla said groggily, sensing his familiar breath. She twisted her head around only to be met with his scorching kiss.

Davon constantly wanted more and would love to absorb her into his body if he could.

She had long gotten used to his passion. Her body was as soft as a stream of spring water as she gently went along with his lead, melting in his embrace.

Soon after, his kisses began to get even more intense. His hands wandered around her body as his breath began to get heavier. Panting, he flipped her onto her back and rolled above her, ready to get his fill of her, but managed to stop himself at the most crucial moment.

"Wait." He panted heavily. "We are supposed to restrain ourselves."

"Can you bear with it?" Violla asked, cupping her hands around his face.

"I have to even if I can't." He sighed helplessly. "You will bleed from the nose again."

He attempted to roll off of her, but she immediately wrapped her arms around him. "But I want to!" She wanted to make love with him before leaving.

"Hmm?" Davon was flabbergasted. She rarely ever made the first move, much less requesting for it. "What did you say?"

"I said…" She brushed her red, shapely lips against his cheek, whispering into his ear seductively, "I want you."

Her voice was sultry, sounding like a fatal temptation.

"You said it yourself." He caved immediately, clasping both her hands above her head as he kissed her like he was aiming to conquer.

Their burning passion quickly filled the room. The two of them, deeply in love, were intertwined with each other like two tightly entwined vines—forever inseparable.

That night, Violla was the most passionate she'd ever been. Davon was insatiable, unable to hold himself back even if he wanted to.

It was a long time later when they calmed down and cuddled each other. Davon gently raked through her long hair with his fingers, coaxing her to sleep.

Wrapped in his embrace, Violla said, "Mrs. Blake and I are going to the countryside after the wedding tomorrow."

"Why so sudden?" Davon frowned, feeling uneasy. "Did something happen?"

"Nope." She snuggled into his embrace. "I want to go and have everything settled so I can come back sooner to marry you."

Hearing that, Davon's worries dissipated. He held up her face, planting a kiss on her forehead. "We'll live a blissful life."

"Mmmh." She hugged him tightly. "Mrs. Blake and I will go to the train station on our own tomorrow. Tell someone to take us to Uplands Estate . I'd like to retrieve something from there."

"All right." He patted her back lightly. "Sleep."

She kissed him good night before snuggling into him, falling into a deep sleep.

Violla's heart was full of hope. She felt that Dr. Felix could eliminate the poison in her body, and she would be able to return to marry Davon.Because of that, she managed to have a good, restful sleep for once.

On the contrary, Davon had a nightmare. He dreamt that Violla was in an accident, her bloody body lying lifelessly on the forest grounds. Jolting awake, he instinctively checked the sound asleep woman in his arms. He couldn't help but feel uneasy.

'I don't usually have dreams nor feel this way. What's wrong with me of late?'

As if she could feel it, the sleeping Violla circled an arm around his waist to comfort him, pressing her face against his chest.

But Davon could no longer fall back asleep. He held her in the same position, silently staring at her until the sun rose.

When Violla roused from her good night's sleep, she immediately felt a pair of eyes staring at her. "You're awake?" She fluttered her eyes open sleepily.

"Mmmh." Davon lifted her face. "Let me accompany you back to the countryside."

"Huh?" She froze for a second. "You have a lot of work in the company. Besides, grandpa has only woken up. The kids will be at home too. How are you supposed to leave?"

"Then I'll send some people along with you. I don't feel it's safe for you and Mrs. Blake to travel alone." Davon sounded very determined.

"What's there to worry about?" Violla hurriedly added, "Nobody would know if Mrs. Blake and I leave without making a big hoo-ha. On the contrary, it will attract a lot of attention if you send people with us."

"Why are you so disobedient." Davon protested.

"All right, all right. It's time for me to get up. I promised to make the kids breakfast." Violla got up and headed toward the bathroom resolutely. "You've promised me. Don't go back on your words and change the plan."

Davon knitted his brows. If it were in the past, he would have disregarded her protest and made the final decision domineeringly. However, being with Violla and the children had softened his temper. He was no longer overbearing with them. Instead, he treated them with respect, courtesy, and concern.Therefore, he could only execute his plans in secret.

After breakfast, Violla informed the children that she was going to the countryside with Mrs. Blake to handle some matters. She told them it would take some time for her to return and reminded them to obey their father.

Hearing that, Ryan asked anxiously, "How long will you be gone for, Mommy?"

"Probably two weeks, but maybe earlier. It depends on when I'm done with the matters," Violla said gently, patting his head.

"Mommy, you have to come back early. I'll miss you," Eliana said adorably, tilting her head.

"Don't worry. I'll be back as soon as I'm done." Violla kissed her little face.

"Mommy, are you and Mrs. Blake going to see the martial art master and the others?" Jason was peeling his hard-boiled egg. Having just had his milk, he had a milk beard around his mouth, looking incredibly adorable.

"I'll go to pay respect to your grandpa before visiting one of his old friends." She handed Jason a hot cross bunny. "I'll be back as soon as possible. All of you must be obedient at home, understand?"

"Understood, Mommy!" they answered in unison.

"Mommy, when will you be leaving? Will we see you when we're back from school?" Ryan furrowed his brows, seemingly reluctant for her to go. His intuition was stronger compared to Jason and Eliana's. There was a nagging feeling that if his Mommy left, he'd never see her again.

"I'll attend a wedding with daddy in the afternoon. After the wedding, I'll come back for my luggage and leave. You probably won't see me after school." Violla caressed Ryan's face gently. "But it's okay. I'll be back very soon," she said in assurance.

"All right." Ryan lowered his face dejectedly.

"Ryan, don't be like that. I'll only be gone for a few days," she cajoled. "Daddy will be home with you."

"Mmh." Ryan nodded. "Mommy, you have to be careful. If anything happens, you must give daddy a call right away," he reminded her in concern.

"I got it." Violla pecked his forehead. "While I'm not around, you'll have to protect yourself and your siblings, all right?"

"Yes, I will." Ryan nodded solemnly.

"All right, hurry up and eat your breakfast. I will take you guys to school." Davon checked his wristwatch. "Ten more minutes," he urged.

"Ah! Hurry up!" The children rapidly gobbled their food up before putting on their shoes and backpack.

Davon carried the children out the door while Violla hugged them and said her goodbyes. The triplets exhorted once again, reminding her to return as soon as possible.Violla smiled and nodded.

Davon kissed her forehead before taking the children to the car.

Watching their departure, Violla couldn't help but feel slightly emotional. She had never been apart with them for more than three days ever since they were born. The thought of leaving them for approximately half a month sounded like torture to her.

"Miss, don't be sad. The temporary separation is all for staying together forever," Mrs. Blake consoled.

"You're right." Violla heaved a sigh, determined to return as soon as the poison was removed from her body.

"I'll go pack your luggage," Mrs. Blake said, glancing at the time. "What time will you be leaving? And when will you be back?"

" Davon will come to pick me up at eleven o'clock. We'll return at approximately one o'clock. After that, we have to make a trip to Uplands Estate to retrieve some documents. The ticket I booked is for four o'clock in the evening. There's more than enough time."

"All right. Then you better start packing. I heard the head maid saying the make-up artist and stylist will arrive at nine o'clock."

"Mmmh" The make-up artist and stylist were done with Violla's look ten minutes earlier than planned. Checking herself out in the mirror, she asked apprehensively, "Will this upstage the bride?"

"Miss Milan, the outfit and accessories you picked are low-key enough. There's no need to worry," the stylist said, smiling.

The make-up artist then added, "The thing is that you're too beautiful with an amazing figure. The bride may truly be incomparable to you."

"That's impossible. The bride's very beautiful," Violla replied modestly.

At that moment, she heard the sound of a car from outside. Thinking that it could be Davon there to pick her up, she grabbed her purse and went out immediately.

Yet, the one who welcomed her downstairs was Cruze instead. "Miss, I'm here to take you to the wedding."

"Where's Davon?" She lifted her head to glance outside. There was no trace of the said man.

"Mr. Roman has been held back and wouldn't be able to make it in time. He asked me to come to pick you up first. He'll meet you at the wedding venue," Cruze explained.

"All right." Without overthinking it, she followed Cruze to the car.

Mrs. Blake chased after her and reminded, "Miss, I'll be waiting for you at home."

"I know." She laughed. "I'll be back soon."

Mrs. Blake nodded, watching as the car drove off.

In the car, Violla noticed Cruze continuously checking his phone somberly. She couldn't help but question, "Did something happen?"

"Something happened in the company. Mr. Roman's currently handling it," Cruze replied, not elaborating. "Please don't fret. It's merely trivial matters."

"Oh." Violla chose not to question further. Even if it were a grave matter in the company, she wouldn't be of any help anyway. Besides, she firmly believed there was nothing Davon couldn't handle.

However, there was one thing she couldn't understand. Why did Davon want to attend that particular wedding and was adamant that she went along?

Davon never paid any attention to the Blacks nor the Stanleys. Normally when they'd beg him in tears, he wouldn't even be bothered by them. Why was he attaching such importance to the wedding?

Abruptly, she received Davon's call. She immediately answered and said, "Hello!"

"Are you on the way?" Davon's voice sounded.

"Mmmh . What about you? Are your matters settled?" she asked in a gentle tone.

"Yeah. I'm on the way as well. We'll meet nearby the hotel and enter together."

"That's good." She heaved a sigh of relief.

"We'll only linger for a while. There's no need to stay for long. But there's a couple of things you must bear in mind," he said in a serious tone. "First there're a lot of media outlets at the wedding venue. No matter what they ask, all you have to do is smile. There's no need to answer any questions."

"Secondly, no matter what happens or whoever you see, you must stay composed. You have to stay by my side and do not wander off on your own."

"Thirdly, if I were to do anything, you are not allowed to dissuade me nor interfere. Do you understand?"

Hearing that, Violla felt faintly worried. She finally understood why he wanted to attend the wedding. It wasn't to support their marriage but to do a little something.

"Did you hear me?" When discussing serious business, his former domineering manner returned.

"I heard you," she acknowledged. "Rest assured. No matter what it is you're planning to do, I'll stand by you unconditionally." Violla stated.

"That's good," Davon commented, thoroughly satisfied. "All right, I'll see you soon then!"

"Mmmh. See you soon!" Hanging up the call, Violla drilled Davon's words into her head. She reminded herself not to cause any trouble for him.

Very quickly, the car arrived at the Starry Hotel. It was one of the hotels that belonged to the Black Group.

There were two rows of trees adorned with pink balloons leading to the hotel's greenway, as well as a large wedding portrait of Franklin Stanley and Barbra Black.

The atmosphere was rather sweet as a joyous, romantic tune was playing for the wedding march.

When the church from afar sounded its bell, countless pink heart-shaped balloons were released into the skies.Several luxury cars drove in one after another as the wedding was about to begin.

Watching the grand scene, Violla couldn't help but sigh on the inside. 'Barbra had indeed put in a lot of effort for her wedding. It seemed she was truly in love with Franklin Stanley. I wish them nothing but happiness!'

The car came to a stop while she was lost in her thoughts. Cruze rounded the car to get the door and said respectfully, "Miss Milan please."

Violla raised her head and realized there was another car parked next to theirs. When she saw Davon, she swiftly exited the car and made her way to him under Cruze's escort.

"You're gorgeous," Davon complimented, holding her as she took the seat beside him. He scrutinized her from head to toe to feast his eyes.

"You're still so handsome despite dressing rather casually." Violla mirrored his actions and checked him out. He was wearing the same suit he usually wore to work, without any accessories. Yet, he exuded the same devilish allure, a god-like dominance lingering in-between his eyebrows.

"Like what you see?" He rested his forehead against her, ambiguously leaning toward her.

"Stop playing." Violla withdrew shyly, using both hands to hold him back by his shoulders. "There're people around."

Clyde coughed twice dryly.On the other hand, the driver, had already gotten used to it.

"Fine. I'll stop teasing you." Davon pinched her cheeks and took her in his arms.

Right when he was about to talk to her about her return to the countryside, Clyde abruptly mentioned, "Mr. Roman, it's the Landianas."

Davon twisted his head and took a gander. He saw an exotic Maybach drive past them—the silver color made it rather low profile. What truly attracted attention, however, was its unique license plate. One glance and anyone could tell it belonged to the Landiana family.

As there was a line of cars up front, both the Maybach and the Rolls-Royce stopped at the same time.

Separated by the car windows, it was unclear who exactly was sitting in the other car. Nonetheless, a murderous aura could be felt immediately when both persons turned to look at each other.

Violla was inexplicably nervous. She glanced at the other car and asked cautiously, "Is that your arch-enemy?"

She had once mocked Davon, not understanding why he would want to attend Franklin and Barbra's; his arch-enemy wedding. Davon told her, "The two of them are unfit to be my rival. However, my true rival will indeed be present at the wedding."

Although Davon hadn't revealed much, Violla could faintly sensed that the person in the other car was most likely his true rival.

"Mmmh" Davon nodded, retracting his gaze. "It's the Landiana family."

Violla had heard of the Landiana family. The Landiana were said to control the whole Central while the Romans' controlled the south,North,East and West. Advancing side by side, the two legendary business families' positions in the business empire were unshakable.

In the present business field, there was no one else on par with the Romans aside from the Landiana family.

Someone once said, "If those two families were to form an alliance, they would be invincible. The king of the business empire would undoubtedly be them."

Sadly, the two families had been enemies for decades. The previous generations used to fight as if their lives depended on it, bearing deep feuds. Albeit it was eventually resolved and they mutually agreed to mind their own business, a collaboration was still out of the question.

Originally, it seemed the two families would continue existing in peace. However, the Landiana Corporation was passed down to its new successor recently. It was then they began entering the domestic market and competed with the Romans head-on.