Marriage Rights: Billionaire's Forgotten Wife

Yu Qiao stood up. Grinning handsomely to the woman as he slowly approached her. He very much likes her expression now, shy and timid. "So what are the rumors?" He asked.

"Er, they said that you don't commit yourself to anyone." Mo Bai said averting her eyes away from him, to hide the sly glint on them. 

Yu Qiao reached for her hair and pushed it back away from her face. "Depends." He answered with a raised brow. "Don't tell me you wanted more than what I could offer tonight?"

Mo Bai shook her head, "I should be grateful enough for getting your attention." She answered softly.

He stood at the side of her chair, looking down, his eyes heated, smoldering her with his stare, "Sweet girl, it is my p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e for you to accept." He then made a small gentleman's bow offering his hand before asking politely, "Beautiful Miss, can I have a dance with you?"

Mo Bai giggled, "Of course. However, there is no music...," She said innocently, with a mezzo; placing her hand to his as she slowly stood up. Even as a model wearing heels, she still needs to raise her head to look at him. He then guided her as they started swaying on the music that he could only hear.

He could not resist and reached to touch her cheek, c.a.r.e.s.sing it with his fingers. Mo Bai closed her eyes and seemed to enjoy the touch of his hand across her face.

For him, she looked like an obedient lamb that would bend to all his wishes. Despite this, he knows that under her current charade of innocence is the burning flame of determination and will looking down at the world, treating everything like a speck of dust under her feet.

Yu Qiao could still remember how she carried herself on the catwalk with glamour and authority, almost making him unable to control himself as he badly wants to grab and hide her so no one else can ogle her beauty.

That possessiveness, he felt earlier surprised him. It is also the main reason why he is willing to spend a lot of money or probably more to have her.

He continued to play on his cheek before he leans down to run his nose across her jaw.

How many times has he done this in his dreams? Sadly, she said that they had not met before.

'Surely, she will not lie, right?' There was no reason to lie primarily to a billionaire like him. He was looking for her 'dream girl.'

"This feels silly." Mo Bai giggled as he swayed with her while he hummed a gentle rhythm.

"Silly?" He laughed before he grinned at her slyly as he raised her hand to bring it up to his lips so he could slowly kiss those long dainty fingers, "Hmm... Dance does not always need to have to be with music, enchanting fairy...." Biting her wrist slightly, s.u.c.k.i.n.g gently, before giving it small kisses, "Sometimes, two consenting a.d.u.l.ts are enough to enjoy the silent rhythm." Yu Qiao hoarsely added as he heatedly stares at her.

Her eyes bulged, fully realizing what he means. She gulped and tried to pull her wrist away from his hold but failed to do so. "Ah, this is probably not a good idea..." Mo Bai whispered, looking somewhere else to avoid his burning eyes.

Not allowing her to escape, he circled his arm around her waist, bringing them so close and making her unable to escape. Yu Qiao could not allow her to change her mind, especially when he could feel that his touch was affecting her as she shivered in his arms.

Leaning down, and running his nose to her chick, gently nipping, "True, because I have a better idea...," Yu Qiao said huskily. There is no way she can get away from him tonight. No fving way!

With a swift movement, Yu Qiao carried her bridal style towards the bedroom. The lavender smell coming out from it, mixing with her lavender perfume almost makes him unable to stop himself from taking her so soon. The mixed bouquet is virtually driving him crazy. 

Lavender was now his favorite smell. He always loves the smell of it, and for some reason, still turned him on.

"You smell so good...," He stated, smiling roguishly and looking down at her. Just as she was processing what was happening, Yu Qiao buried his nose in her scented neck choking inhaling the aura.

After getting inside the large luxurious room, Yu Qiao gently laid her on the bed, placed himself on top of her and immediately gave her a heated deep kiss to make her forget refusing him further.

His hands roamed to her petite figure, his palms memorizing every part that makes her squirm as well as enjoying the smoothness of her skin.

Yu Qiao was growing impatient; he roughly reaped her shirt, tearing it from the middle. Mo Bai gasped, "That is my favorite shirt!" She exclaimed with a playful glare.

"Hmm... I will replace it with a lot more."He said, grinning as he enjoyed her almost n.a.k.e.d view beneath him tossing the fabric on the floor. Then with a frown, "Do not destroy my bra." Mo Bai said warningly, emphasizing every word as her eyes narrowed dangerously at him, all shyness wholly forgotten.

Before answering, Yu Qiao chuckled. He then leaned down to her c.h.e.s.t. One of his hands ran from her abdomen and stopped under her b.r.e.a.s.t. He then gently unclasped the material hindering him from enjoying further. "As you wish my fairy...," He uttered huskily. Her c.h.e.s.t was now b.a.r.e, the peaks hard, ready for him to taste, suck and bite, and that's what he did.

The only thing left covering her was her leggings and probably s.e.xy u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r that Yu Qiao could look forward to.

Yu Qiao listened to the sweet m.o.a.ns coming out from Mo Bai, and they were hypnotic music to his ears, making him painfully hard, almost to the point of forgetting the art of lovemaking.

He is getting distracted from taking her as a refined gentleman or a teenage lad who just wants to climax so soon.

Yu Qiao raised his self to remove his clothes. As soon as he did, he felt the uncontrollable dizziness that suddenly hit him full force.

He did not even have a chance to think of what is wrong before he lost consciousness before even groaning.

Mo Bai swiftly removed herself from the bed before Yu Qiao fell on top of her. She raised her leg slightly to nudge him on his t.h.i.g.h, checking if he is asleep.

After confirming that he is, in fact, unconscious she gave him another nudge using her leg, more of a kick, "Tsk, how dare you pay a model one hundred thousand dollars a night, when you give your wife the same amount as an allowance for a month?" She said indignantly with the feeling of wanting to brawl and sob.

How many times had Yu Qiao done this? Regardless, she knew that she did not have the right to get mad at him as it was her entire fault. Everything was her fault.

Crossing her arms on her n.a.k.e.d c.h.e.s.t as she grumpily complained, "I told you this is not a good idea. "She then reached for his head and c.a.r.e.s.sed it gently. She missed getting close to him like this. Mo Bai was only an alias after all. In truth, she was the wife that he had forgotten and she knew that it was better that way…

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