The Billionaire's Cure

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒅𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆'𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝑲𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒏𝒂'𝒔 𝒊𝒅𝒐𝒍 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓~Rama

The room seemed to spin from the roar of truth.

Why would ever a man choose a woman whom he had met a few months ago over his entire business empire, his wealth?

It's impossible.

A cold gust of wind swept through the room.

"Eleven months and thirteen days ago, I would have definitely chosen this. But now without my wife, the company, the wealth all means nothing."

Her head jerked in his direction, and her eyes which had been wide open until now began to well up with tears.

And then she realized that he had never loved her with flowery words or grand gestures and felt it- the depth of his love was a boundless ocean that flowed for her with every beat of his heart.

And in that instant she understood that his love wasn't a fiery passion that flared and dimmed or a typical obsession, but a devotion that radiated from the very core of his being.

"Well why choose this filthy weapon when there's a better one right behind you?"

However her sudden outburst made his hand falter as her mind was simmering with cunning plans to escape from the darkness. The pen hovered just a few inches above the paper.

His eyes trailed after her pointed finger, locking onto the gun with a mix of shock and rage.

Without a word he pulled her closer, his muscular arms wrapped around her, holding her tight as if shielding her from the darkness that had threatened to consume her.

Arjun whispered, his voice low. 'Don't even think about it.

Arjun's voice cracked with emotion, his eyes bl