🔞🌹 THE BILLIONAIRE’S STRIPPER🌹🔞
🔞🥀♥️ CHAPTER FIFTEEN♥️🥀🔞
Now that Alaric changed at their fronts the relatives expected him to come over and show his wife to them.
Alaric took Sophia directly to his mother who was all smiles and beaming like a fool when she saw the beautiful Sophia.
“Hello Mrs Quinn” Sophia called directly like a fan girl because she could literally see the happiness flowing from her mother in law’s eyes.
“Silly we are both Mrs Quinn, call me mother” Mrs Quinn blushed while looking at the girl who was trying to curry up to her and she didn’t mind, instead she loved this daughter in law the more who could make her son bow in front of so many people.
“Okay mother” Sophia was talking to Mrs Quinn while Alaric sat calmly playing with her fingers. This interaction was seen by the relatives and one of the daughter’s who had always had a crush on her cousin couldn’t help but clentch her fist wishing she was the one in Sophia’s position.
She was so angry she didn’t notice her feet carried her towards Sophia who excused herself to go to the restroom.
The girl whose name was Amanda saw Sophia was alone and moved to tap her shoulder, immediately Sophia turned a wine was poured on her face .
Before Amanda could start speaking thinking Sophia would be too stunned to react Sophia grabbed her neck in a very harsh manner and slammed her back on the wall.
“Who are you” Sophia whispered close to her hear, so gentle, so seductive.
Amanda felt her knees go weak and she felt like crying. She didn’t expect her cousins wife to have no manners as to not even have face for his relatives.
“I am the one suppose to be married to him, you are just a cheap slut” Amanda still tried to be brave, after all she had nothing to lose.
“Ah, I didn’t expect to meet one of you so fast”
“What do you mean by one of us?” Amanda’s neck wasn’t held tight which gave her the ability to speak.
“The competitors of course, but just so you know…I won and you lost” Sophia’s voice had a sweet edge to it making Amanda’s ear tingle. Amanda was sure she was a witch or someone who who had something to do with spells because how could one be so…. enticing.
Sophia moved back slowly looking at her ruined dress and walked back to the venue without using the restroom like she wanted to.
Alaric seeing she was coming back subconsciously stretched his hand but his gaze turbed cold when he saw the spilled wine on her dress.
“Who did this to you?” His voice was harsh and even people who didn’t hear what he said felt the cold from his body.
“I bumped into someone” Sophia spoke gently, not at all raising her voice. She really did bump into someone and. She wasn’t lying but that’s not how she spilled the drink but of course she won’t speak and look like a tattletale.
Alaric frowned pulling her closer to make sure there was not even a scratch on her fair skin before greeting his mother goodbye and leaving the relatives and his father speechless again. Before he left he told Lucas to announce to everyone that the news about who his wife is must not be told to anyone except they are ready to face his wrath.
Sophia didn’t argue and did as she was told forgetting about the old man who didn’t mind being forgotten.
When they got to the villa, Sophia didn’t bother showing awe for the architectural beauty instead she turned to the man walking behind her and looking like he was happy to have her in his house finally all to himself.
“Where is my room” she asked rubbing her hungry stomach.
“The master bedroom” Alaric answered readily signalling for his cook to cook something for his Sophia.
“Then where is your room going to be?” Sophia raised an eyebrow and Alaric gulped seeing he was on a tight spot, what he was about to say might cause a backlash.
“I’ll also stay in the master bedroom with you, I’ll sleep on the floor” Alaric was quick to add so as not to be rejected.
Sophia looked at him for a while before she turned around to move towards the stairs.
“It’s on the fourth floor” Alaric spoke so she won’t get lost. Sophia nodded slightly to show she was listening. When they got to the room which was the only room on the fourth floor Sophia opened the door.
When she saw the gray walls and black bed covers she couldn’t help but frown.
“Help me with my cloth” she walked towards Alaric who gladly assisted her in pulling down her zip, when he saw her beautiful back he could help but lightly trail his hand down.
His heart seemed to be stuck in his throat as he felt her shiver. Just as he was about to latch his lip on her neck she moved away from him and went into the bathroom.
Alaric gulped and his Adams apple bobbed. This is torture.
