Bargain Bride: The Billionaire’s Forced Wife

CHIARA WAS ON ALL SMILES AS she watched her husband slowly walked around their bedroom without the guidance of any person. His footsteps were slow and calculated, as if he will fall from standing on any moment. But that doesn’t stop him from trying.

Ezio was opening the curtains to let the sun shine inside their room. His moves were somehow slow but it was faster than the other days.

Chiara just stared at her husband, watching him walked around the room. Her eyes are squinting to the smallest form as she pretends to be asleep.

Slowly, Ezio went back to their bed and sat beside Chiara. She closed her eyes and steadied her breathing. Although she cannot see what her husband is doing, she can feel him caressing her face with the back of his hand.

It sent electric sensation in her body, and she cannot help but to purr against his touch. Ezio’s finger traced the line between her lips, and she has to hold back not to tease him.

After a few moments, she felt a warm thing making contact with her forehead. Ezio’s lips planted kisses on the different parts of her face: forehead, cheeks, nose, and side of the lips. Until it went down to her neck, sending tingling sensation to her.

His moves were slow, adding a romantic touch to his intimate movements. Ezio took a long time kissing his wife’s delicate neck, until he cannot help himself but to bite and suck the skin.

Chiara groaned against that move. She opened her eyes, meeting the mismatched ones of her husband. Ezio grinned but she can see his ears blushing.

“Good morning, cara,” he spoke in a slow manner while smiling at his wife.

Chiara giggle before giving him back harmless kisses. “Good morning to you too, tesoro,” she replied.

Her husband hugged her from the side, and continued on kissing her face and neck, intentionally avoiding her lips to tease her.

It is their morning routine since Ezio had some drastic improvements. He would wake up first, and then kiss and hug his wife until she woke up.

“Kiss me,” Chiara demanded while pouting her lips, craving for his lips to be on hers.

Ezio just chuckled at her before going back on what he’s doing. It irritated Chiara, because she really wanted to taste her husband’s lips, but he wouldn’t let her.

Annoyed, she cupped her husband’s face who cannot fight back because of his weak strength at that time. She hurriedly snatched a kiss from him.

At first, it was just a shallow kiss, until Ezio playfully bit his wife’s lower lip, making her groan and open her mouth. Instinctively, Ezio pushed his tongue inside hers and played with it. He explored her mouth as they hugged each other, feeling their warmth.

Their lips fitted into each other as if they were puzzle pieces. They forgot to breathe for some seconds, just focused on savoring each other’s lips.

“Oh my god,” Chiara reacted when their lips seperated. They are both huffing, both of their chest going up and down, as they catch their breathe.

Ezio smiled playfully while looking at his wife who’s eyes were glued on his lips. He about to go for another kiss when they heard continuous knocking in their bedroom door.

“Mi figlia!” Celine shouted from the outside of the room. “Are you awake? The breakfast is ready. Just go down with Ezio and join us.”

Chiara hurriedly sat down and fixed herself, including her pajamas who was messed up as they kissed earlier.

“Yes, mom!” she shouted back. “We will be down in a minute!”

When Celine said “okay”, they heard his footstels moving away from their room. Chiara stood up and helped her husband stood up. However, just as Ezio was on his feet, he pulled Chiara towards him and kissed her again.

“I have a feeling that this will escalate quickly if we will stay longer here in the room,” Chiara spoke after their heated moment.

Ezio chuckled as his hand massaged his wife’s nape, with some hair tangling with his fingers. “Then shall we stay here longer?” he teased while his eyebrows are moving up and down.

Chiara playfully slapped his arms. “Silly,” she spoke. “You’re not fully healed yet. ”

Her arms snaked around her husband, and they moved their bodies side by side, feeling contented. Ezio kissed her cheek and she felt him smile against her skin.

“You mean we can do it when I’m healed?” he asked.

“Yep, ” Chiara grinned. “So make sure to heal quickly.”

Hearing that, Ezio made a note to himself to recover as quickly as possible. He is so excited to claim his reward, and it motivated him to heal faster.

LUNCH TIME PASSED BY and the safe house became loud as Dante crashes inside again, much to Ezio’s annoyance. His friend’s teasing moments decreased as he had more improvements, but it still doesn’t stop Dante from going in and out of the safe house as if it is his.

“Ezio my friend!” he shouted while rummaging inside their refrigerator until he settled with the chocolate ice cream he found.

“Why are you here?” Ezio asked while clinging to Chiara and annoyed at his friend for disturbing their intimate time.

Ezio has been sticking to his wife like a leech, going wherever she goes. He always wanted to see his wife around and would immediately look for her just seconds after she was out of sight.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Aww,” Dante faked a sad face to annoy his friend more. “Don’t you miss me, my sugar daddy? It’s been two days since I last visited you. ”

Ezio’s face scrunch upon hearing it. His friend now has a knew nickname for him which is “sugar daddy”. He doesn’t know where it came from, but he is not shocked. Dante changes his nickname for him every once in a while.

“Just thinking of you being my sugar baby makes me want to vomit,” he spoke in a slower than normal pace.

Dante smirked with happiness upon seeing improvements on his friend. The last time he was in the safe house, Ezio can only speak short sentences.

“Don’t be like that. I know I’m your favorite sugar baby,” he grinned wider. “You gave me lots of money afterall.”

“The only person I will give my money to is my wife, ” he responded. “Now leave us alone, ” he added before resting his head in his wife’s shoulder, which earned a giggle from Chiara.

Dante ignored his friend and sat down on the couch across the two of them. He opened the ice cream before eating a spoonful of it.

“I actually went here to invite you over a business,” he spoke as he looked for something in his phone. Seconds later, he showed a photo to them.

“What’s that?” Ezio asked because all he saw are plants and flowers.

“This is Ms. Coppola’s new business, ” he spoke like a proud man. “She will open it by the end of this year. I want you to support her. Not really necessary invest in her business, just more on promoting it.”

Ezio cocked his head to the side. “Ms. Coppola?” he clarified. “Isn’t she the owner of Coppola Museum and Coppola Weapon Industries?”

“Yep, ” he nodded. “She will be opening a new business. A flower business this time.”

“Her businesses are not linked to each other. I wonder why she kept on moving from one business to another,” Ezio commented on his mind. “Well, she’s good at handling the first two businesses of their family, I think she can do this new one.”

He looked at his wife before asking. “What’s your decision, cara?”

Chiara smiled. “She is a friend of mine, of course I will support her.”

“We will support her,” Ezio answered his friend.

Dante smiled and only gave a thumbs up as his mouth is still full from eating. Ezio looked at his friend who seemed please on Ms. Coppola, and he couldn’t help but ask.

“It’s unusual for you to do something like this, ” Ezio spoke. “Do you have feelings for Ms. Coppola?”

His question made Dante cough and almost threw the ice cream out. He was taken aback by his friend’s question

In his mind, he knows that Ezio is already thinking of him as a two-timer cheating bastard.

And he is right. Because Ezio is really thinking of the same thing. He was already judging his friend.

“Hey!” he spoke when he composed himself. “Don’t be too malicious. I don’t have feelings for her! I have a girlfriend!” he defended himself.

Chiara, who doesn’t bought his reason, raised her eyebrow. “Oh? Then why are you too focused on helping Ms. Coppola? It’s suspicious.”

Dante wanted to defend himself, without knowing that the two were only teasing him. It’s good to see him annoyed and defensive at the same time.

“Fine,” his shoulder fell as if he is going to surrender. “It’s my older brother.”

Ezio’s eyes widened upon hearing his friend’s answer. “Damian?” he asked.

“I only have one brother, duh?”

“He’s back?” Ezio asked, shocked that his friend’s brother came back to Italy after being away for several years.

“Yep,” Dante spoke. “He said he’ll be staying in Italy for good, and it doesn’t take a genuis to know that he is staying because of Ms. Coppola.”