?Married To A Billionaire?
(The Billionaire Wife)

Episode 11

????Written by Authoress Quinny ????

?Charles pov?

“Charles Greene hello,” I said answering my phone.

“It’s me man, Vince. You need to come here right now.” He said as his voice in panic.

Vincent! An old friend of mine. He also happened to be the guy who kept tabs on people for me.

“What, why? Look I really don’t have time for this.” I said staring at a pile of documents and contracts that needed to be signed.

“I’m supposed to care because?” I said annoyed.

I was a very busy guy, I didn’t have the time to guess what he wanted to say.

“She is in the club right now with some other…” I cut him off before he could finish his sentence.

“Did you just say club?” I asked

“Yes,” he answered.

“OK, I’m on my way. Text me the location.” I said

I quickly hanged up the phone and took my jacket along with my car keys.

“What is this girl doing to me,” I whispered.


30minutes later

“Hi, I’m looking for a girl here,” I said to one of the guards.

“How does she look?” The guy asked.

I took out my phone then showed him a picture knowing there were thousands of girls who matched that description.

“Is she the one?” He said pointing in the direction of the bar.

I turned to find her sitting by the bar taking shots with some guy who had his arms wiped around her.

“OK thanks,” I said.

I took out a hundred dollar note then handed it to him.

He nodded his head at me then smiled at me pleased.

I diverted my attention to Elizabeth.

What the fk was she doing here?

I walked to the bar approaching her, my hands in a fist.

“Charles,” she said looking at me stunned.

I pulled the guy away from her then punched him in the face causing him to fall to the ground.

“What the fk is your problem dude?” The guy said spiting blood.

“You touch her again and I’ll rearrange your face.” I threatened.

He stood up from the ground then walked away from us, fear in his eyes.

“We getting out of here,” I said hooking my arm with hers.

“What do you want Charles.” She said fl!rtatiously, playing with the hem of my shirt.

“You drunk!” I said.

“Maybe” she replied fl!rtatiously. “You my drag baby.” She continued.

I smirked at her.

“Come on we need to get you home,” I said pulling her away

“No!” she said.

“No?” I questioned.

Did she just defy me? This was the first time anyone ever defined my orders (except my parents).

“Not until you have a glass with me.” She said.

It’s the look she gave me, I couldn’t resist. I stared into her eyes as I felt her warm body against mine.

“OK just one, then we must go,” I said

“Deal.” She whispered into my ear.

*30 minutes later*

I handed the bartender some cash paying for our drinks.

“Keep the change,” I said to him.

“That’s it, I’m taking you home right now,” I said turning to Elizabeth who still wanted more drinks.

I was used to drinking so I wasn’t as drunk as she was.

“What, you can’t just come here and order people around as if you own them. Besides I’m not going anywhere with you.” She snapped.

I looked at her annoyed, she was pushing my buttons and this wasn’t going to end well.

“I’m giving you two options either you stand up and move to the car or…” I was cut off from what I was about to say.

“Or what? I’m not afraid of you Charles.” She snapped.

I lifted her then threw her over my shoulder.

“Put me down right this instant.” She yelled at me kicking her legs.

“I’m not putting you down, we going home,” I said.

I carried her into the car and put her seat belt on just to make sure she doesn’t escape. She was too drunk to know how to remove her seat belt.

I knew where she lived but I wanted to see the look on her face when she woke up in my house, so I drove to my house instead.

“Slow down Charles you are going to get us killed.” She yelled as I drove.

“Relax princess, I got this,” I said.

I was used to driving at this speed. I hated being slow.

“I think you should stop, the police are right behind us.” She said, turning around in her seat.

“Sht” I muttered.

I continued driving.

“Please stop this car right now.” She insisted.

The policeman’s siren rang telling us to stop over their speakers.

I parked my car on the side of the road knowing there wasn’t any other way.

The police officers did some alcohol tests on us which they found positive.

After this, I thought that things couldn’t get any worse but it did.

Elizabeth kicked the police officer in the balls while trying to escape.

That’s when I realized we were sc.rewed. It was bad enough we were drank.

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