The Billionaire's Wife

Chapter Three

It's about three in the morning. The moon is shinning giving this mansion a creepy look. The mansion has numerous rooms with luxurious designs. One room in particular caught our attention. This room is the largest and it has darkest color black. The room is quiet until we hear the tossing and turning of a large figure. The moans of pain can also be heard, seems like this figure is having a nightmare.

Moving closer to the king sized bed, the figure suddenly wakes up. The figure is shirtless and is covered in sweat. This figures name is Kai Long.

"How... Ashley... Why...Ashley... Ashley!" Waking up, I switched my lamp on and looked around in fear trying to catch my breathe. Great another nightmare. I turned to my lampstand and brought out a pack of tissue. After cleaning my tears and sweat, I got up and wore my shirt and left my room to go downstairs.

So deep in thought, I failed to notice my housekeeper, Mrs Carlos sneaking around,
"Die you piece of shit", Mrs. Carlos voice brought me out of my thought. I turned to look at who she is talking to when her shoe hit my head.

"Jesus...Mama". I have to say my momma is good at throwing things trust me, I know.

"Oh sweet Lord, I thought you were a thief Kai. Why are you up so early? It's 3am. You know what, forget I asked. What's wrong hijo? Did you have another bad dream?"

Mrs Carlos is my mom well she behaves more like a mom than my actual mom. My parents are business owners and were put in an arranged marriage by their parents. They didn't love each other and when they had me, it felt like their contract has been completed.

My parents came from a rich home and in order to increase their power and wealth, my grandparents decided to put my parents in an arranged marriage thinking their kids would fall in love later in the marriage. Unable to escape the wedding, my parents made a contract that in five years my mom would have to produce an heir, me. They didn't love each other and when they had me, it felt like their contract has been completed but couldn't divorce because of their reputation.

Since my parents were business owners and didn't care about their relationship or the product of their relationship,they hired a babysitter and made her raise me. I barely saw my parents in their empty mansion.

Mrs. Carlos is my mom by adoption. How do I explain this? My previous babysitters were crazy. They would hit me, not feed me I had to learn how to take care of myself from a very young age. So when I was nine, I ran away from my nanny and met Mrs. Carlos and wanted to stay with her forever.

Although my parents are classified idiots, they provided me with everything I wanted and for my tenth birthday, I asked for Mrs. Carlos to be my nanny.

She didn't want to accept at first but she later did. I found out that the day she found me, she lost her son so I reminded her of her son. That’s why she actually accepted the job.

I know some of you are thinking ok we get Mrs. Carlos but where are your parents? Now I have the perfect answer for that question, I don't know and I don't care. Before you judge, let me explain first.

So my parents wanted to arrange a marriage for me and let's just say that girl is a pink, 'I use daddy's money because I can' and I didn't want that so I refused. My parents then gave me the option of marrying Candy ,well I think that's her name, or kick me out of the house so that means poverty. So I chose the best option, poverty.

So my parent’s kicked me out because of my 'stubborn and ungrateful attitude'. According to them, I should be delighted that I found a good and attractive wife.

Normally someone should feel sad that his parents were kicking him out but not me, I was delighted. Now my birth giver couldn't give a damn about my sperm doner's decision but she didn't know that sperm doner has a son outside the marriage who is just three months younger than me and he wants to give all his wealth to.