Married To The Vengeful Billionaire Chapter 68
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Married To The Vengeful Billionaire:
🔸(His Sweet Torture)🔸
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A few minutes later, the house was fully decorated, and the cake was ready, sitting proudly on the table. The doorbell rang, and Camila opened it to find Lucia, who threw herself into Camila’s arms.
“I can’t believe you made it!” Camila exclaimed, hugging her tight.
“I told you I would, didn’t I?” Lucia smiled.
“Where’s your ‘bodyguard’?” Camila asked, using air quotes.
“He’s party-shy and refused to come in, but don’t worry, I’ll go drag him in,” Lucia laughed, turning to leave but then paused. “And by the way, he really is just my bodyguard,” she added with a smirk.
“Sure,” Camila replied, giving her a knowing smile.
“I’m serious!” Lucia scoffed. “I’m not standing here to explain myself!” Then she left.
Alejandro walked up and hugged Camila from behind. “Birthday decorations are exhausting,” he mumbled.
Camila smiled, holding his hands around her waist. “Haven’t you ever helped with birthday decorations for your family?” she asked.
“We don’t do that. We just buy each other gifts, and if I’m too busy, I send mine with someone else,” Alejandro explained.
“What about your birthday?” Camila asked.
“I don’t celebrate it. I’m usually too busy to care,” he shrugged.
“That’s not good,” Camila shook her head.
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Lucia stepped outside to find George. He was leaning against her car, his arms folded across his chest.
“What are you doing out here? Let’s go inside,” she called out to him.
“I told you, I’m good. I don’t like parties,” George replied flatly.
Lucia rolled her eyes. “It’s just Camila’s father’s birthday party. You don’t have to drink if you don’t want to, and if you don’t feel like dancing, no one will make you. It’s not a big deal,” she said, trying to persuade him.
“Still not going,” George said firmly, refusing to budge.
Lucia stomped her foot in frustration. “Come on, why are you acting like this!?”
“The real question is, why do you want me there? You’ll be with your friends and plenty of other people. You won’t even notice I’m not there,” George replied, nearly rolling his eyes.
“That’s it!” Lucia snapped, marching toward him. She grabbed his hand and tried pulling him along, but he didn’t move an inch. She tugged harder, but he effortlessly pulled her toward him, her hands landing on his shoulders.
“I told you I’m not going. Why are you so determined to force me?” he whispered, his voice low and deep. All Lucia could focus on was the intensity of his eyes and how his lips, strangely enough, were becoming more attractive to her.
She blinked several times, trying to clear her thoughts, but the sound of a car pulling up in front of them broke the tension. Chandler stepped out of the car, and in the passenger seat was Fernando.
Lucia quickly stepped back from George.
“Your husband is here. Looks like you won’t need me anymore,” George muttered, though it was unclear whether he was speaking casually or with a hint of pain.
“We’re not married yet,” Lucia corrected.
“Doesn’t matter,” George mumbled.
Chandler and Fernando approached them. “I’ve been calling you non-stop. Where’s your phone?” Fernando asked, his tone sharp.
“I’m not obligated to answer your calls,” Lucia scoffed, her tone biting.
“When we’re married, I’m sure you’ll be obligated to do anything I say,” Fernando smirked. He glanced at George, and the two exchanged a long, tense stare before Fernando scoffed and walked into the mansion.
Lucia turned to Chandler, her expression one of disgust. “Do you really approve of Fernando marrying me?” she asked.
“What do you want me to say?” Chandler replied with a shrug.
“It’s Fernando we’re talking about! Your friend! The one who owns a strip club, the one who changes girls like they’re shoes!” Lucia exclaimed, her frustration evident.
“Lucia, I can’t undo what’s already been arranged. You’ve been engaged since you were kids. That’s how Fernando and I became friends in the first place. Yes, he has a reputation, but I know one thing—when he’s serious about something, he’s serious,” Chandler said before heading inside.
“You should listen to your brother,” George mumbled.
Lucia turned to him slowly. “You want me to get married? Is that what you really want?” she asked, her eyes beginning to mist with unshed tears.
“What do you want me to say?” George asked, his voice quiet.
“Just say something!” Lucia pleaded.
“Say what?” George looked confused.
“Anything!” Lucia’s voice cracked as a tear slipped down her cheek. “Just say something, George. It’s important to me to hear what you think.”
“It’s that important?” George huffed, almost in disbelief.
“Take it or leave it, but yes!” Lucia replied stubbornly.
George stepped closer, the space between them shrinking to just a few centimeters. He looked down at her, his height towering over her shorter frame.
“If I say no, would you call off the wedding?” he asked quietly. Lucia stared up at him, unable to find her voice.
George chuckled softly. “That’s what I thought, Lucia. You don’t have a choice, and I don’t have a—”
He was abruptly cut off when Lucia stood on her tiptoes, closing the gap between them as she pressed her lips to his.
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