The Billionaire Secret Obsession

Chapter 7

I woke up to the radiant sun shining on my face. The warmth reminded me of him, but as I reached out, I realized my husband was no longer beside me.

"Manang? Where is Dawn?" I asked as I stepped out of the bedroom.

"Pupunta raw po sa trabaho niya, ma'am," she answered politely.

I nodded, a sly idea forming in my head. I decided to visit him at work.

After a quick shower, I slipped into a sleek black dress that hugged my curves and paired it with a matching blazer. Confidence radiated from me as I admired my reflection.

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Arriving at his company for the first time, a mixture of excitement and nervousness bubbled inside me. The towering building felt intimidating, and I realized that no one here likely knew who I was. I had insisted on keeping our relationship private back when I wasn’t sure of my feelings for him.

As I stepped into the elevator, I noticed a woman already inside. I offered her a polite smile, but she returned it with a sharp, dirty look.

We ended up heading to the same floor. I walked confidently toward my husband’s office, but to my surprise, she was heading in the same direction.

Just as I reached for the door, she stepped in front of me, blocking my way.

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?" she demanded, her right eyebrow arching in disdain.

"I’m just going to see Dawn," I replied calmly, maintaining my composure.

She scoffed, her tone dripping with venom. "Why the hell would someone like him ever want to see someone as ugly and out of his league as you?"

Her words stung, but before I could respond, familiar arms wrapped protectively around my waist.

"Who do you think you are speaking to my wife like that?" Dawn’s voice thundered, his anger palpable.

"Sir… I… I didn’t know—" she stammered, her face draining of color.

"You’re fired," he declared coldly. "And I’ll make sure no one hires you again. Now, pack your things and get out."

As she fled, tears streaming down her face, I turned to face my husband.

"Don’t you think you were a bit harsh?" I asked gently.

"I don’t care," he said, his gaze softening as he looked at me. "No one has the right to belittle my wife." He leaned in, his lips capturing mine in a firm, reassuring kiss.

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Inside his office, he closed the door behind us.

"Now, tell me, what brings you here?" he asked, a playful smile dancing on his lips.

"I just missed you," I confessed, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"You missed me?" His eyes lit up with happiness, and I nodded.

I glanced around his expansive office, impressed by its sleek design. "How do you handle so many businesses? You’re quite cool," I remarked.

He chuckled. "I can even handle your mood swings," he teased, earning him a playful pinch.

"Do you know what else I can handle?" he asked, his voice dropping to a lower, mischievous tone.

"What?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Having you on top of me, moaning my name," he murmured, his words sending a wave of heat to my cheeks.

"Dawn!" I exclaimed, swatting at his chest, but his deep laughter filled the room, making my heart flutter. What a naughty man indeed.