Married To The Vengeful Billionaire Chapter 3
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Married To The Vengeful Billionaire:
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He didnโt look the same as he did in the church earlier. His face had gotten darker, his eyes colder, and the energy surrounding him seemed more tense. For some reason, Camila felt like she couldnโt breathe.
What happened to: โTrust me mom and dad, I will take care of your princessโ?
โI want you to understand the concept of this marriage,โ he said, giving her a serious look. โWe both know this is a loveless marriage, and I only agreed because I also need your fatherโs help. So, donโt expect much from me now that youโre here,โ he told her.
Camila wanted to open her mouth and say something, but she couldnโt. Instead, she just nodded.
โRule number one: Donโt touch what isnโt yours,โ he stated.
Camila looked confused and angry at the same time. What did he mean by โDonโt touch what isnโt yoursโ? It seemed like Mr. Ruiz had forgotten she was also from a rich family, and all this gold didnโt faze her. For some reason, she wasnโt courageous enough to say what she was thinking.
โRule number two: Wh@??ver happens in the Ruiz estate stays in the Ruiz estate. Youโre not allowed to blab about us in public,โ he added.
โRule number three: Donโt touch me under any circumstances,โ he said, giving her a disgusted look.
Camilaโs eyes narrowed at his statement, but she nodded.
โRule number four: Donโt you ever meddle in my affairs. Whether Iโm sad, happy, or angry, just mind your business.โ His eyes had grown colder now, and Camila couldnโt help but wonder why he was doing all this.
โRule number five, and the last but not least: Donโt ever break these rules because they come with consequences,โ he said, bringing his hand to her chin to force her to look at him. His grip was tight, but Camila didnโt mind; she was so lost in his eyes. They were so cold, so dark. She searched deep to look for the little boy Alejandro, the one who would always go out of his way to ensure she was happy.
He wasnโt there anymore. She had destroyed him.
โConsequences?โ she whispered, her voice betraying her.
A slight curve formed on Alejandroโs lips as his eyes slowly gazed at her lips, then her long neck and collarbone. Her wedding dress was designed in a way that exposed her cleavage, and Alejandro couldnโt help but wonder about the size of her B??@ลก?s.
Were they big enough for him to wrap his palm around and squeeze, or were they small? Did she have pointy ??pplรซs? As dirty thoughts flooded his mind, he resisted the urge to squeeze them and find out. It was too early to fantasize about her when she hadnโt yet tasted the hell he brought her here for.
โConsequences?โ he slowly repeated, his arms moving to grip her long neck. They were perfect, like they were made for him to squeeze, to choke when he pushed her on his bed and taught her why she shouldnโt break his rules.
He pulled her close before leaning in to bring his lips to her ear. Camila shut her eyes tight. She didnโt know what was happening to her. Her heart wouldnโt stop racing, and when she felt his lips touch her ear, her body stiffened.
How could a man have this much effect on her?
โI will tie you up on my bed and f_ck you so hard that you will wish you never broke my rules or even thought of breaking them,โ he whispered hotly in her ear. She stiffened again as he buried his face in the crook of her neck and inhaled.
She smelled as sweet as caramel, which was bad because Alejandro liked caramel. He released her throat and, without saying anything more, opened his car door and got out.
Camila stayed by herself for a few minutes, trying to recover from what had just happened. She should feel scared and wary of him for what he had just told her. Normally, if a man did what he did, Camila would be pressing charges, that was for sure. But something about this man made her so curious. She wanted to find out more. What would actually happen if she provoked him? Would heโฆ
โOh my God, Camila, look at what youโre saying!โ She scolded herself before getting out of the car. She took her luggage from the trunk. There were two heavy boxes. One was filled with her skin products and makeup, while the other contained her clothes and accessories.
She struggled to carry them as she made her way up the grand staircase leading to the main door. Were there no maids here? She opened the door, and the interior did not disappoint.
The place was made of pure gold and glass. You could see your own reflection if you stared at the floor, showing how shiny and neat the place was. The walls had expensive historic paintings in rows, and by each corridor, there were huge jugs of beautiful flowers.
Camila couldnโt help but stare at the place in awe, but her hands were hurting from carrying the two pieces of luggage, and she didnโt even know where her room was.
โWelcome back, Mr. Ruiz, and congratulations,โ his maids came out in rows to greet him. So he did have maids.
Alejandro didnโt reply, no thank you. He took off his jacket and handed it to one of them. Camila sneered silently. She couldnโt believe they would rather take a light jacket than help someone struggling with two heavy pieces of luggage.
โLead her to her room,โ she heard Alejandro tell a maid, who bowed her head in agreement and respect before walking towards Camila.
โWelcome home, maโam,โ the maid said, looking at the luggage. โDo you need me to assist you?โ she asked politely.
Camila smiled and nodded, but Alejandro interrupted. โLily, who do you work for, me or her?โ he asked coldly.
Lily bowed fearfully. โI thought since you two are married, I could be respectful tooโฆโ
โSince you know so much, youโre fired. I want you out of here tonight,โ Alejandro said, not waiting to hear her pleas as he climbed the stairs to his room.
Camila stiffened. She wanted to say something to him, but remembering their rules in the car, she kept quiet. How could he fire someone for being thoughtful? Camila felt sorry for Lily as she left in tears to pack her things.
Another maid came to Camila. โLetโs go, miss,โ she said and began leading Camila upstairs. She didnโt bother assisting with the luggage, and Camila didnโt bother her either, not wanting her to lose her job.
She felt sorry for them for having an ashole as a boss, but she felt sorrier for herself. She had married the ashole, and he h@??d her guts.
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NEXT MORNING.
Camila was woken by her ringtone. She stretched and squinted her eyes open. Her arms still ached from carrying the heavy luggage last night. The bags were still on the floor where she had dropped them as soon as she got to her room. She reached for her phone on the nightstand.
It was Isabella calling. Camila rolled her eyes as she answered.
โSis, happy married life! How was your first night at your husbandโs house? Are you sore? Did you do the deed?โ Isabella bombarded her with questions.
โIsa, give your sister a break. She just got married, and youโre already grilling her,โ Camila heard Sofiaโs voice, along with the sounds of frying and kitchen clatter.
Camila could guess what was going on: her mother was making breakfast, and Isabella was present but glued to her phone. If she wasnโt recording for her lifestyle vlogs, she was making calls or video chatting.
TO Be Continued
