Mr. Billioneire Wife

Grace is much more interesting(Revision)

Damian's departure to the city of Y made the atmosphere of the mansion quiet. Longing began to envelop the heart, Grace felt bored after Damian left.

Now, Grace takes a walk through the park with Xavier. Time passed so quickly, the longer Xavier was better at stepping foot.Without the help of Grace Xavier was able to stand alone.

Grace wanted to go shopping, Damian unfortunately increased the number of bodyguards to guard around the mansion. Care is tightening and Grace can't get out without Damian's permission.

"I'm actually a master or a prisoner. Why didn't Damian let me out?" murmured Grace wondered. Even now two heavily armed women followed him from behind on Damian's orders.

"Xavier! don't let you imitate your father's madness when you grow up. Or no woman will be with you at the wedding!" grace advised. Making the two female bodyguards hold back a laugh.

"Either the pellets your father used to lure mommy. Mommy wants to give herself up. But not bad, mommy so have a handsome and rich life companion. The minus is just one, your dad is very possessive and obsessed with mommy!" continued Grace. Express all his complaints to Xavier.

The two bodyguards standing not far from where Grace was were giggling themselves. Both feel lucky to work under Damian and are assigned to look after Grace.

Well although the risk is quite large, considering the woman they are guarding is the darling of the young master. Still, they are very grateful, because the fatigue is reduced after seeing Grace's adorable behavior.

"When did he get to town Y?" muttered Grace slowly. Again ask yourself.

"Here you go, I'll call her later." Disconnect Grace. Then carry Xavier and invite him inside because the sun has disappeared in the western horizon.

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Damian had been sitting for an hour staring at the dark sky outside the window. Along with a bottle of whiskey and some snacks. Damian enjoys the trip while remembering how fierce Grace was after they got married.

It's been a long time, but every expression on Grace's face is still Damian remembered until now. Now the woman is not as fierce as before. Yes although sometimes like to rebel and violate his orders. However, Damian could not be angry. Grace's deathly appeal always managed to melt her heart.

it's only been a few hours since I left the mansion and now I've missed my woman so much.

"Sir!" call Adam in a soft voice. However, Damian managed to wake up from his daydream.

"I managed to gather information about the perpetrators who set our factory on fire. Soon our men will catch them!" adam told me the information in its entirety.

"Do we know the perpetrator who set the factory on fire?" damian asked with a heavy voice.

"Yes sir, one of the perpetrators is a permanent employee who works in our factory!" answer Adam politely. Damian paused for a moment, then twirled the wine glass in his hand as if he was thinking of something.

"I'll make that weak rat open its mouth easily!" damian said with a smirk smile. Adam who heard only shook his head in horror.

Their conversation stopped as a beautiful flight attendant walked back and forth near their seats. "Master, your room is ready. Do you want to rest now?" ask her with a voice in smooth-smooth. It was obvious that the flight attendant was attracting Damian's attention.

Damian looked at the flight attendant flat, one eyebrow raised as his sharp glare observed the woman's appearance from top to bottom. "Grace is much more interesting to me!" damian muttered.

The flight attendant had no idea Damian was comparing her appearance to Grace's. Therefore he smiled in embarrassment as Damian's sharp eyes observed him.

"Let's take you to your room!" the flight attendant brashly grabbed Damian's wrist without permission. He believes Damian has been captivated by his charms.

"How dare your dirty hands touch me!" I can't stand the stewardess' behavior. Damian spoke up. His heavy voice sounded resolute, as if he was reprimanding.

This is not the first time Damian has been seduced by his own employees. Whenever Damian travels by plane, there are always flight attendants looking for opportunities to attract attention.

Bruk! Damian kicked the flight attendant without hesitation. His treatment disgusts Damian, only Grace can touch his body.

"How dare you touch me. You know I'm married, right?" Damian gripped the woman's chin tightly until he made her grimace in pain.

"I know sir!"

"Then why are you still teasing me?" pushing the chin tight until it makes the flight attendant hair Random.

"Take him out from before me!" damian's orders. Instantly a senior flight attendant rushed to pull the cheap woman away from Damian's presence.

"Other times I don't want this kind of thing to happen again. If you don't fire the guy who recruited them!" damian's grunt is upset.

"I want to rest, wake me up when we get to town Y!" exclaim Damian gave the order. He walked into the room without hearing Adam's answer.

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Two hours later..

The plane arrived at the airport in the city of Y. Damian tells Adam to drive his car straight to where the factory is. Afterwards, Damian goes to an old warehouse located away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

Every step of Damian's feet sounded echoing. Aura of authority and decisiveness as if already attached in Damian. The glare of his sharp eyes managed to make anyone staring feel intimidated.

"Where is he?" ask Damian.

"I moved the prisoner to the room next to the master!" a thick-bodied bodyguard replied. Answering the young master's question.

Not wanting to waste any time, Damian rushed into the room mentioned. His lips smiled slanted when he found a middle-aged man tied to a chair with his face covered in cuts and bruises.

"Who told you to betray me?" tanyanya while grabbing strong hair traitor. Groans after moans sounded apprehensive.

The traitor does not open his mouth. No matter how cruel the torture is. His lips are still tightly closed. "Don't talk huh?"

"I still have a lot of ways to get you talking, damn it!" pissed off. Damian took out a folding knife in his pants pocket. A small knife that has more sharpness than the knife used for surgery.

"I haven't played my knife in a long time. You wanna try it?"ask Damian to offer. For a moment, Damian could see the bias of fear in the eyes of the traitor.

"I'll never open my mouth and you can't torture me now either!" everyone threw a glance at each other. I don't understand the meaning of a traitor.

Akhs! akhs! akhs! suddenly the traitor screamed in pain. Damian hasn't touched her at all. Moments after screaming in pain, the traitor vomited blood.

"Damn it, he keeps the poison in his mouth!" damian Grunts. Before closing his eyes, the traitor had published a triumphant smile. It's like saying Damian has lost.

TB

warnings!

this story is only fiction that the author created in accordance with the author's imagination so please do not take seriously 🙏