A Trillionaire’s Revenge

LAUREL's POV

"God damned boots!" I yell as I use all the strength I have to zip up my boots. They were beginning to piss me off. I had no money to get a new pair because I'd used all the money I had to sort out something really important. I open the door to the main house and walk in between the twin stairs. I'm about to go to the kitchen, but I hear voices coming from the dining so I head there and I bump into her.

I roll my eyes in pure resentment. "I heard you yelling at him. Why were you yelling at him?" I ask and she does nothing but stare stupidly.

"I have a headache." She responds nervously as she moves past me and makes her way to the stairs. I turn to look at her, wondering why she looked so scared.

I walk further into the dining hall and there's no one. The room is empty. I could swear I heard two voices echoing from here. My eyes fall on the table and I'm about to pick up some grapes when I stop. "No way in hell am I having her leftovers." I say as I turn to leave.

As I'm leaving, I step on something and I pause to scan the floor. I bend to pick up what I'd stepped on.

"Who's is this?" I say as I scan the silver object. It's a diamond encrusted cufflink with 'R' engraved on it. "R?" I say, wondering where it came from. It couldn't be for Luke and obviously no one else in the manor wore suits or could afford something so expensive. Maybe it was stolen. I chuckle. It was now in my possession now and I knew for sure I could get some money for it, if I sold it. I keep it in my back pocket as I head out of the house. At least, something positive happened to me since that uptight bitch entered the house. My house.

"Come in." I say in response to the knock on the door. My back is facing the door so I don't see who's come in immediately, until I hear his voice.

"Good morning, wife."

I turn around, "Good morning, husband." I say as I smile at him. He wasn't dressed like he was going to work. "No office plans today?" I ask as I shamelessly scan his abs. They were sexy, too damn sexy.

"No, I wanted to spend the day with you."

I gasp, playfully acting shocked. "Who are you and what have you done with Lucas Carrington?"

He smiles, showing his white set of teeth. They turned me on. "It can't be that surprising that I'd take a day off just for you."

sometimes you make me feel like you're married to the

lips as we share an eye lock. "Never, Natalie. Never." He continues, "I'd

"Something? Should I be

"You'll find out."

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to me as he guides me to whatever it is he'd prepared. "Keep walking," He continues, "Okay, open your

anxious to see what he'd done. I open my eyes and I giggle as I see him

will you eat with me, Mrs. Carrington?" He says gesturing to the decorated table behind him. He brings his hands forward and he

I say as I take his hand. We hug. "Do you like it?"

much, my

to the table that has been set up for brunch. There's a wide variety of food, snacks and fruits— everything, basically. "I need

Luke says as I sit, and he arranges a plate for me. He quickly pours a glass of white wine as he knows it's my favorite. I'm about to take a sip when I perceive the smell. "This smells awful." I say as

love. At least not until about five,

say as Luke hands me a plate of mixed

your aunt's presence? Did you guys catch up on anything?"

Oh, Luke. How do I tell you we've been talking about the very man you despise? "Well nothing serious, we've

"Well?" He asks.

my eyebrows as I sip some more juice, "Well what?"

you like it

head to the side as I hold his hand. "I do. Very much. Luke, I'll need you

I would never forgive you." He says and my heart drops. Right