The Billionaire's Ultimate Deception
Rosamund · Ongoing · 418.2k Words
Introduction
James and I have been married for many years, and he has always been the model husband in everyone's eyes.
I never doubted him, until this moment, when I saw on the live broadcast a back view of someone who looked a lot like James walking past the camera, accompanied by a woman.
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Chapter 1
Night fell quietly.
After finally getting my daughter to sleep, I thought I’d unwind by watching some videos.
Half-leaning against the headboard, I grabbed my phone and started scrolling mindlessly through the feed.
Then, out of nowhere, a live street shot caught my eye. I sat up straight, my gaze glued to the screen, but just as quickly, the stunning streamer shifted the camera away.
I felt a wave of unease wash over me, my hand growing clammy as I swiped through the screen. I quickly glanced at the timestamp on the camera to confirm it was a live broadcast and that it was happening locally.
Heart racing, I exited the app and called my husband, James Smith, via video chat. He’d been on a business trip in Cyberopolis for three days, but I had just seen him in that local live stream, his arm wrapped around another woman.
The phone rang for what felt like ages before it finally connected. The camera wobbled a bit, and then James's handsome, gentle face came into view. He looked right at the camera and smiled warmly, "Hey, honey!"
"Where are you?" I asked, scanning his surroundings, which looked like a restaurant hallway. He was dressed in a crisp white shirt and tie. But the woman in the live stream had been wearing a gray trench coat.
"I'm just having dinner with a client," he replied, stepping out to take my call. "What’s up? Is everything okay? Is Olivia asleep?"
"Are you in Cyberopolis?" I asked, ignoring his question.
"Of course, what's wrong?" He looked seriously at me through the camera, full of questions.
"Nothing..." I replied vaguely, then asked, "When are you coming back?"
"Soon, just as soon as I wrap things up here. Miss me?" He flashed me a loving smile. "I’ll try to hurry. It’s getting late, so make sure you get some rest. I’ve got to get back to work now. Bye!"
He blew me a kiss through the screen and then hung up.
I held my phone in a daze for a moment, feeling a bit annoyed with myself for being so paranoid.
James is truly one in a million—an amazing husband, not just handsome but also incredibly loving toward both me and our daughter.
When I first met him, he was still struggling financially. Even though he was from Skyhaven, his family was pretty ordinary, and he had a frail sister to care for. I chose him out of all the suitors purely because of his looks; there was just something about him that drew me in.
After graduation, I decided to stay by his side and used my parents' house as collateral to help him start a business. We launched a building materials company together. He handled the supplies while I worked tirelessly to land clients, pushing myself to the brink.
Fortunately, the company grew steadily, and I got pregnant, so I handed the company over to James and focused on raising our child and managing the household.
Our daughter, Olivia Smith, is now 4 years old, and our little family of three enjoys a comfortable and enviable life together.
Even though we never had a formal wedding, James has always felt guilty about that. He promised to make it up to me by giving us a good life.
So how could such a devoted husband even think about cheating?
I smiled, thinking I must miss James too much. I took one of James's shirts from the wardrobe, put it on, and imagined him. I pressed my breast with one hand and reached down with the other. When my fingers touched my clitoris, a wave of electricity swept through my body.
I pressed and kneaded, my hand moving faster and faster. Soon, I reached the peak of pleasure.
Exhausted, I lay on the bed wrapped in James's shirt. For some reason, I suddenly thought of the fleeting figure in the short video. James had a similar trench coat, which I had ironed for him before his trip.
I must have been seeing things.
The next day, James returned early. He wrapped his arms around me and Olivia, showering us with hugs and kisses, filling the room with a warm, cozy atmosphere.
After dinner, I put Olivia to bed early and took a shower. In the steamy bathroom, James came in and hugged me under the shower, kissing me passionately.
He was incredibly skillful, kissing from my lips to my nipples and then to my labia. He was teasing, circling my clitoris with his tongue but never touching the most sensitive spot.
"Honey, honey," I cried, begging. James finally showed mercy, gently sucking my sensitive spot. I could feel a warm flow down my thigh.
It was lust, an endless desire inside me. I craved something to penetrate me, to ride inside me.
"Honey, do you want it?"
"Yes."
James chuckled, pressing me against the cold wall. He lifted my hips, and his eager penis found the entrance and thrust in. I let out a coquettish moan.
After a moment of pleasure, the endless desire returned. James knew what I wanted and moved quickly. His thick penis thrust in and out of me.
Until I couldn't take it anymore, my legs gave out, and James finally showed mercy and let me go.
"Honey, let's continue in bed," James's sticky voice whispered in my ear. We continued in bed for over an hour until we were both satisfied.
Afterwards, he headed to the bathroom. As I watched his tall figure walk away, a smile of contentment spread across my face.
Just as I was about to get up and wash up myself, his phone on the nightstand lit up with a message. I glanced at it, and my heart skipped a beat as I froze in place.
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