The Billionaire's Kept Woman-Chapter 343 - Christmas Horror

Wendy screamed after seeing the gift that was sent to them by the Charles Empire. It was the faces of the people that she killed. Not just one but more. She had killed a crazy lady back in America while she was acting like a psycho. She reached the expensive bottle of wine and nearly smacked the wax figures of the people that she killed. It looked so real.

"What's wrong?" Victor asked as he approached her. Then, he stared at the unfamiliar people in a wax figure wearing clothes like it was meant for that day. "Hannah!" He called and grabbed the bottle from him.

"Why are you still lumpy and can't kill Del Carlo!" She scolded him.

Victor was taken aback by her actions. But he remained silent for long while Wendy was throwing tantrums.

"Are you trying to act as Hannah Grace all this time?" Victor suddenly asked.

Klaus and Wendy were surprised by his question. But he remained calm as he carefully put the bottle down.

"You can all use me but you can't use me against my little sister. The way you act doesn't compare to Hannah Grace. I don't know what you were playing but I won't ever, ever let you hurt my little sister."

He walked away leaving them puzzled and silent. She turned to Klaus as the old man slapped her across her face. It stung and it hurts a lot more. She looked up at him with teary eyes.

"I told you to act well!" Klaus grumbled. "I don't care if you want Alessandro but I will do as I planned. Ken will handle everything now. You will leave the rest to him and you better shut it out. Don't do anything stupid now, Wendy." He grumbled as he looked at the wax figure one last time. Each of them looked at the people that Wendy killed.

He raised a monster. His son raised a monster in this house. He needs to control her or else, his plans might get spoiled. Now that Victor found out that Wendy is not Hannah Grace, he needs to take care of a few things now.

Wend was sent to her room and was locked there. They had taken all of the sharp things in her sight so she wouldn't be able to hurt herself. It was a Christmas Horror in the family of the Charles Empire.

****Ken Charles stayed somewhere far away with his woman. He doesn't want to spend Christmas with his family. Then, he just received a report that there were wax figures that were sent to them. One was Louise Madison and he knew that his sister killed that woman. He already guessed that the others were also the people she killed.

"Something wrong?" Rhian asked him as she continued with what she was doing on his lower part. Rhian was Alex's ex-girlfriend and she got involved with that man to get information about his family through Ken's requests.

The young man was fucking an old woman and that was one of his dark secrets.

"Nothing," he grabbed her hair and pushed her face deeper. The woman choked and pushed herself and looked up at him.

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Keira was pouting while holding the ticket to a beautiful place. It wasn't known as a tourist spot but there were a lot of beautiful places around it and ruins.

"This is the best gift ever." She hugged him and kissed his naked chest.

"Of course," He caressed her hair. "I told you that we are out for a trip."

"But what is this place?" She asked. "It looks like a little Britain." She said, "There are not many tourists here."

"Yes," Alex nodded his head. "That is why we won't get suspected if we went there."

"This looks like a beautiful place and there were ruins from war?" She asked as she flipped the brochure.

"Yes, it was a beautiful country." He carried her to their bed and snuggled to her while she's busy flipping through it.

Keira stared at the castle in the brochure. Everything was made of stone and it was all beautiful. The houses were also made of stones and each of them was like living in a subdivision. It was planned and she noticed that most of the stores are from the Rossie Empire.

"Mom's family business is here."

"Hmm," He hugged her waist as he shoved his face to her neck.

"Love," She called as she put away the brochure. "So, what's the other gift?" She grinned and caressed his arm.

"A spa? Maybe," He shrugged. "I was planning to open up a business in that country too."

"Is it here in Asia?"

"Nope. Somewhere in Europe." He said. "It was known to be the poorest country, but their tourist attractions were well reserved. Each people's main resources were fishing, farming, and cultivating. I think you will love it there."

"I can't wait." She intertwined her left hand with his right hand. "Love, our wedding is in a few weeks." She said.

"Yes, that's why by tomorrow we need to pack up."

She turned to him.

"Are you serious?" She was grinning.

"Yup. We will leave in the afternoon. But for now," he kissed her jaw. "Let's make love as promised."

"I am in." She giggled and rubbed her butt to his crotch. "Baby," she sat up and looked down at him.

"You are energetic. Let's do it."

"Wait," She pressed her hand to his chest. "Did you know about what mom and dad were doing to Wendy?"

"I had no idea until a while ago. But that woman deserves it."

"They will just destroy those wax figures." She straddled him as she bent down and kissed his lips.

"Yeah," he scooped her neck. "They will destroy it but your family is too rich." He kissed her passionately. "Baby, let's not talk about that. I want you more."

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Ian slouched on the bed and stared at the ceiling for long while his wife picked up the clothes that he stripped off. His body felt like it's been rammed. He haven't had sex for days after the incident and then, he felt like the drug was still inside him although they said that he had detoxed well.

"Baby, I'm sorry." He said. "I had a rough day. I can't respond to you."

"But you don't have erectile dysfunction, right?" Tracey asked as she removed her dress.

"Nope. I am not just aroused." He mumbled. "My body is not in good condition and I hate it that I can't make love to you." He said dramatically.

"Are you crying?"

But Ian's heart was swelling in loneliness. He planned to have a great time with her and make her happy but it was spoiled after that club incident. He regrets buying expensive alcohol in that club and ends up getting drugged by his ex-girlfriend's husband. Ian felt that warm tears in his eyes. He sighed and turned his head to his wife who was now busy searching for clothes.

"I'm not crying." He sniffled. She looked at him. Her heart automatically sank after seeing his sadness. She approached him and kissed his lips. f𝗿𝗲e𝒘e𝚋ｎ૦𝘃𝙚𝑙.com

"Hey, baby. It's fine. Just get back your stamina." She teased him. "Why won't you brush your teeth and get ready to sleep?"

"Hmm, I will." He sat up and kissed her lips again. "I love you, okay?"

"I love you more." She whispered. "By the way," she reached his face. "How are you feeling?"

"I feel like shit, love." He hugged her waist. "Let's take a break from doing it. I will be a good husband and prepare your meals and all."

She giggled and patted his head.

"It's fine. Thank you for that."

"I will take good care of you. I promise. And if I didn't, kick me out." 𝘧𝗿ee𝚠𝙚𝙗𝑛o𝚟𝐞l.𝐜૦𝗺

"Alright," She chuckled as he shoved his face into her breasts. "Let's take a quick hot shower."

"Wait," he said and stayed his face shoved on her breasts for so long. "You still smell good." He whispered.

"Alright, I will prepare the bathtub so we can relax."

"Let's watch a movie?" He suggested. "Something cozy."

"I will set it up." She patted his cheeks.

Tracey went to the bathroom while he stayed in bed. He reached his phone and checked the shipping details of the things that he ordered for her. Instead of ordering clothes for himself and other gadgets for himself, he was busy dressing his wife in beautiful clothes, make-ups, shoes, and bags. He doesn't care if he got bankrupt while spoiling her.

"Love," Tracey called. "Did you buy something again?" She asked as she came out of the bathroom.

He quickly put away his phone and went to the bathroom.

"Nothing," he said as he removed his boxer shorts and joined her in the bathtub.

"Are you sure?" She asked. "So, where did you buy that amulet?" She reached the soap and rubbed it to his neck and chest. "It was antique and very expensive."

"Yeah," he shrugged.

"I'm serious." She frowned at him. "It was beautiful but really, really expensive."

"It is a real gem." He scooped her face and kissed her mouth passionately to divert her mind. She pushed him to make him stop.

"Ian, I am serious."

"Babe, you deserve it. You work so hard for your family's company.. I will spoil you."