Become a Crazy Billionaire Lover

CHAPTER 13

"Do you really want to follow her?" Delilah asked as she approached her husband. "If so, I will prepare for the funeral after this."

Hearing the voice, Immanuel then closed his wallet. "Damn it! I won't die that easily," he hissed.

Delilah chuckled, seeing her husband's emotions starting to peak. "Be careful my husband, high blood pressure can lead to critical illness, even death. I don't care, it's just that maybe your favorite son will regret it very much."

Immanuel, who was agitated, then got up and pushed Delilah onto the bed, then he pinned her with his body and strangled the woman. "I told you, don't cross the line we agreed on!" he hissed.

Delilah tried to catch her breath as best she could, the shortness of breath bothering her, but she still felt calm. "H-just kill me, that way, you will add one more victim to your murder," he said with a chuckle, even though his condition was getting worse.

Immanuel tightened his hands even more, choking him even tighter until Delilah's face turned pale. It was then that he realized killing that woman wouldn't solve anything. He needed a cunning plan to avenge what Delilah had done to him.

He let go of the choking, then he sat back down on the sofa where he had been sitting before. "I could reveal facts about William, so don't watch your temper or I won't stay silent!" he threatened.

Delilah snorted in annoyance. Now they are tied, both have weapons to attack each other or coexist and attack silently.

"Please tell me about William, but don't blame me if I expose all your rottenness. If that happens, I guarantee that you will be hated by everyone, including your son–Alexander!" Delilah got out of bed again, then she fixed her slightly messy dress, also re-applied her face with make-up. "This is my way of surviving, so don't ever bother me," she threatened as she walked away, leaving Immanuel still furious.

The man looked back, imagining that life in his old age could run smoothly and peacefully. If he hadn't started, if he hadn't fallen in love with Elise, if only he hadn't been greedy… maybe things wouldn't have been this complicated.

He should not be selfish, never to see Elise and her son again—Alexander. He should have gone through all of this himself, whether it was winning or losing, he shouldn't have passed it all on to Alexander, who had suffered because of him.

Now she understood why Alexander hated her so much, but she had no other reason or she and her son would be gone. He knew very well how sly Delilah was, the vicious woman did not hesitate to injure or even kill her opponent. For now, maybe she and Alexander could still survive because they had kept Delilah's secret all along, but no one could tell when she would be more aggressive in attacking him and Alexander.

"I'll do the math with you, Delilah," he hissed.

At his company, Alexander is actually busy watching his new girlfriend work. He was satisfied to see his lover was very determined and tenacious. At least he deserved to be side by side with him, who was a workaholic.

A mischievous idea popped into his head, he reshuffled all the files that Lucia had neatly arranged, then called the woman to return to her desk. "Hey!" he exclaimed.

Lucia, who was busy at work, had to turn her head even though she was lazy. "Yes sir-"

"Dear. Call me honey," he said.

The woman snorted in annoyance. "Yes dear?" she asked in an emphatic tone.

"Come here."

Lucia got up from her chair, although in her heart, of course, she was too lazy to deal with this crazy man who was now officially her lover. "What is it?"

"Sit down." he said, pointing to his thigh.

He was annoyed, it felt like he was being treated like a pet dog who had to obey when he was ordered to. She sat on Alexander's lap despite feeling uncomfortable. "Are you satisfied?!" she asked sarcastically.

Seeing his woman upset made Alexander even more irritated and he came up with another idea to work on him. "Satisfied? I haven't even tasted your body, how can I be satisfied?" he teased as he wrapped his arms around her waist tightly. "It seems your body is much slimmer than 1 year ago."

Lucia hated hearing dirty talk from Alexander, all of it hurt her pride as a woman. She felt very humiliated and felt treated like a b***h. “Can you act professionally by keeping your personal and work matters separate?”

Instead of stopping, the man just got wilder by holding his body close to Lucia's body, then kissing the nape of her neck passionately. It made the woman feel a strange sensation in her body, as if something was electrocuting her, especially in her sensitive area.

"Why are you silent? Reorganize all the files, everything is a mess,” Alexander whispered in between busy teasing his lover.

Lucia tried to hold on, her hands began to tidy up all the files even though her mind was a little confused because of Alexander's actions getting wild. Although this wasn't the first time for her to do that, this time was certainly different. Currently, she was in a sober state and could feel all the stimulation.

She hated to admit it, but every touch made her start to get excited. “S-stop it, Master!” she was about to get up from the man's lap, but Alexander quickly restrained her. "Please ... stop," she whispered.

Hearing that, the passion that Alexander had been holding back since this morning could no longer be contained. "You asked for it."

Lucia frowned in surprise. "Ask for what?! What do you mean?" Instead of answering, Alexander suddenly got up and carried the woman away to his break room. "W-what are you going to do?!" she screamed.

Alexander smirked. "Where do you think I will take you?? Of course . . . I'll taste your body."

"W-wait!" Her words were cut off when the man covered her lips with a passionate kiss. “Hhhmmpph!”

Alexander fondled her more intensely, making Lucia unable to fight back and, finally, she could only accept the caress of a man who was now ready to devour her at any moment. There was a feeling of disappointment in Lucia's heart, all the bastard men—she cursed in her heart.

Unknowingly, her condensed tears finally fell, making Alexander, who had been passionate, lose his passion. He cupped Lucia's face, then looked at him scornfully. "Why are you crying, huh?!"

Lucia didn't answer, she just sobbed. Her pride as a woman felt trampled, even though, of course, something like this would definitely happen to her who had agreed to be Alexander Galloway's lover. "G-give me time..." she whispered.

Alexander, who misunderstood the words, immediately pushed the woman's body onto the bed. "Why? Do you still think about that guy, huh?? You're my woman now, don't think about any man but me!" he snapped.

“S-sir—” Her words were cut short when suddenly Alexander unzipped his pants, revealing what he shouldn't have seen. “S-stop… give me some time—”

"I'm not a patient person, you have to remember that," he insisted.

The man pulled Lucia's legs closer, then glared at her. If she couldn't be impressed by his gentle demeanor, then he would make a much more extraordinary impression—he thought.