Billionaire's second wife

At 10:30 in the waiting room, groom Alden Helen was extremely tense. The closer he got to the sacred moment, the more uncomfortable he felt. This was completely contrary to the excitement and anticipation that many people often share when experiencing the most important moment of their lives. He had to take a deep breath and step back a few steps, trying to think of happy things to suppress the uneasy feeling inside. He looked at himself in the mirror, imagining himself standing in front of the altar, next to the woman he loved the most, wanting to protect and cherish her with all his heart.

They would exchange vows of happiness before God. Together, they would wear rings as symbols of their love and commitment to each other.

Today is his wedding day. Alden couldn't believe he had met the woman of his dreams. She was perfect, and soon his family would see her as he did. Alden was determined to prove to everyone that his choice was completely right. Unfortunately, life is an unknown variable that is not easy to predict.

"Alden?" A familiar voice called his name, distracting him.

"I'm here, Gavin. What do you need my opinion on?" Alden hurried over to meet his older brother, making sure he had fastened the button on his expensive vest.

Gavin appeared at the entrance to the waiting room, gazing at Alden with a slight smile, but deep down he couldn't stop worrying about his younger brother. He knew how much Alden had to struggle to get permission from their parents to marry Emma. The girl's background was unclear and her nature was highly questionable. Not to mention, Gavin himself had no affection for Emma. Every time he looked at her, he felt goosebumps because of her level of fakeness. He always felt that the girl his brother had chosen was not trustworthy and had an unpredictable heart. How could Emma be so beautiful in Alden's eyes? He suggested many times for his brother get his eyes checked and have his nervous system examined. However, despite all the sincere advice he had given, Alden stubbornly believed in the reasoning of his heart, giving his wholehearted love to Emma and defending her in front of their parents.

With a firm determination, not to mention the threat of choosing love over filial piety, Alden's parents reluctantly nodded their heads. Alden believed that time would prove everything, and he would proudly tell his parents that he was right to trust Emma. Ironically, he never knew that the girl he thought he loved deeply only approached him for his money. Moreover, to keep him infatuated, she did not hesitate to use love potions on him. A kind of potion that, once it hit its target, would make them love crazily.

...

A few hours before.

While Alden and his family are busy preparing everything, from the spirit to the eye-catching, splendid appearance. Bride Emma is still as calm as ever, without any worries, as nervous as a normal girl about to return to her husband's house. She was still calmly doing stealth operations behind Alden's back. She assumed that, in any case, Alden would not discover her secret, her hypocritical face. And yet, it is seen that she is a lustful, heavy sex addict.

The proof is here, it's five o'clock in the morning, and there are two bodies devouring each other on the bed, sweaty, and extremely ecstatic. The young girl was constantly rolling around frantically, screaming and moaning loudly.

"More, I want more," Emma asked repeatedly, her eyes glazed over at some point in the room filled with the scent of sex.

"Of course I love you. I'll give you what you want, just say..." The dark-haired boy answered, panting, he grabbed Emma's waist and immediately rushed inside her.

"You make me want to die. Ah... More, more..."

The dark-haired guy pushed the girl away from him and placed her on all fours.

"I love hearing your moans." Needless to say, he started to fuck her more and more.

The girl raised her hips up and shouted louder and louder.

"Stronger... Furthermore... It's close, it's coming... Ah..."

With a loud cry, the stirring girl felt her crest boil. The boy continued his movement until he finally arrived.

"That's amazing," he stepped out of Emma and threw himself down next to her, both of them caressing each other on the bed. "When can we meet again? I really enjoy pampering you."

"It's a pity," the tired girl replied, "I know and really want to meet you again, but today is my wedding day. We need to make things clear, and after I get married, it will be difficult to meet again."

"I don't want that," the man objected, "Emma, do you really need to get married?"

"Understand this, I don't want to be born to work and almost never be a housewife taking care of children. I want to enjoy life, and if I want to enjoy it, it has to be with a wealthy man. I want to live in luxury, eat in the best restaurants, wear designer clothes, jewelry worth dollars, travel, have other adventures..."

The excited girl listed off.

"My life must be like paradise, that's the future I'm aiming for. And as for you, look at yourself, what will we get by being with you?"

Emma's smile was very triumphant, as her dream was about to come true. In just a few hours, the gates of heaven would open to welcome her. Emma would shine like a queen, maybe even more than that. Thank God for letting her know where Alden was being treated in the hospital. And she really appreciated her friend, or rather the good pawn manipulated by her, who had been a powerful help in allowing Emma to easily access Alden. And Emma would never forget the serendipity of meeting a brilliant but insane scientist who created such a miraculous drug.

"Yes, I understand your ambition, but be careful with your risky adventures. One day your husband will find out," the man warned. "And when that happens..."

"No, he'll go crazy for me and believe everything I say. Alden will never escape my grasp," Emma said with a triumphant smile.

"I'm just reminding you to be cautious. It's better to be safe than sorry. Don't let it come to the point where you have nothing left, and you'll face severe punishment from the Helen family," the man emphasized.

"That's your concern," Emma sneered, feeling self-assured. "I know how to handle things. You'll see, I'll easily achieve what I want and keep it for a long time. As long as I have Alden under my control, nothing can ruin my dream."

"The human heart is unpredictable," the man solemnly advised her. "Don't just focus on Alden. You can manipulate and control him, but what about Gavin? He's intelligent and astute. Not to mention, the Helen family is not easy to deal with."

"You worry too much," Emma laughed. "With Alden as my shield, I don't believe anyone, including Gavin, would dare to cross me."

"Publicly, you can avoid them, but once you use underhanded tactics, it's hard to defend. Emma, don't be too complacent," the man cautioned her.

Emma clicked her tongue in annoyance, feeling irritated that he was ruining her good mood with his ominous talk.

In the end, in order to avoid an endless argument, Emma carelessly spoke out without much thought.

"It's okay, I'd love to see how they treat me." She smiled in confirmation. "This Emma isn't afraid."

"So, if you're that stubborn, there's no need to say more," Her companion said, reaching for the pack of cigarettes and lighter on the nightstand to light one up.

Her smile faltered, and Emma stood up, realizing that her entire body was still shaking. With a lustful thought, Emma's lips curled into a dark smile again, a smile directed at the man named Devlin provocatively. Then Emma walked over to the bed. She wanted to tease him, to test how much the man in front of her could endure.

Emma ran her hand over the side of her face, slender hands following her long neck sliding down, her peach lips half-closed and wet. Wherever the hand reached, a white figure gradually appeared. Below, a pair of dreamy peach blossoms emerged, causing the man to swallow several times. His eyes are hypnotizing, Emma is indeed a very beautiful woman, and very sexy. Especially when the other curve is perfectly balanced.

Guessing that the person in front of her was soon lured, she changed her lying position, wanting to increase the level a bit, her hand followed her waist to find a secret place, slowly stroking, gently evoking. The early wet place is redder and redder, accompanied by regular movements is a spoiled little mouth that emits incessant groans. His voice was small and broken with the rhythm of his breathing, but the next moment it was like a fatal knife piercing through the last line of defense.

The arrogant man, whose nature has never been subdued, now has no control over his lower body. Want to rush forward, teach Emma to be naughty. Devlin was neither polite nor timid, sitting upright on top of her, his legs locked in a locked position. His hand grabbed the other's small hand and pulled it towards him. Then bring it up to your mouth and suck on each finger. No matter where the strong tongue swept, the person below soon softened, the mouth constantly hissing with each movement above.

Devlin's gaze was like a hungry wolf, he bent down to suppress Emma, her arms locked above her head. Devlin flashed a seductive, dangerously smug smile.

"It was you who provoked me first, don't blame me for not being able to hold back my lust."

Emma laughed amusedly at the unsightly look on Devlin's face.

"Sorry, just joking. I have to go now."

Emma stopped laughing and struggled to get out of Devlin's arms. The two sides exchanged lustful glances. Want to rush into each other more, but then have to restrain, once the game has continued, it will never stop.

"I'll miss you. When we return from our honeymoon, we'll continue our adventure." Devlin reluctantly released her.

Emma smiled, accepted her promise, then turned on her heel and walked into the bathroom.

This was Emma's biggest and best day, and she couldn't forget it. As she showered, she remembered the day she had thrown herself into the arms of Duong Alden, the young heir to a casino, luxury hotel, and construction company, and almost bought a chain of hospitals. Emma was well-known, and Alden was a player among the elite in the rich world. Like racing, changing lovers was like changing clothes for him. Anyone who heard his name was amazed at his willingness to play, but at the same time terrified of his ruthlessness. At that time, when Emma set her ambitious goal, she thought it would be difficult to catch Alden's eye, let alone manipulate him. But then, the golden opportunity, once in a thousand years, was thrown down by God and landed on her. Emma did not miss it and quickly seized it.

She remembered the day when Alden had gone out drinking with his friends and unfortunately had an accident that left him hospitalized for three months. That was all it took for her to play the role of a passionate nurse who, with the help of one drug and another, drove him crazy, making him kneel at her feet like a slave. The plan worked perfectly, as evidenced by this wedding. Thinking of the future of living in luxury, Emma laughed happily. It was so much fun!

Who would have thought that a small Emma like her could do such a big thing and topple the young master of the Duong family? When she introduced him to the girls she used to hang out with, every girl saw her walking with Alden and was only jealous of her, flattering her to please. Emma was on cloud nine, always swaggering around behind Alden's back.

When Emma was with Alden, she acted meek, holy, and virtuous, making him believe she was a nice person worthy of being proudly shown off to his friends. Despite hearing rumors about Emma from others, Alden chose to ignore them, which only pleased Emma more. She didn't expect the drug to have such a profound effect, but she planned well for this unique scam, including a way out, which made her feel secure and relaxed as she thought of enjoying the immediate future.

"Oh, she's so smart," Emma said to herself with a gloating smile, the sound of which echoed in the soundproof bathroom.

However, an immediate obstacle emerged, jolting Emma out of her reverie. She knew that Alden's parents, along with his brother Adlen, strongly disapproved of their relationship, despite the fact that she had helped Alden overcome his bad habits and become a better person. They assumed she did it all for money, and their suspicions were correct. So, Emma had to find a way to deal with them permanently. She knew that Alden's parents were afraid of losing him like they almost did in the accident, so they used that fear to make Alden threaten to become a threat to himself, possibly dying without her. Eventually, they reluctantly agreed to the marriage.

"It's too easy, isn't it?" Emma thought to herself. She didn't care how Alden's family treated her and laughed as long as she could control Alden and do whatever she wanted. She wasn't afraid of anyone or anything because Alden was there to protect her. She didn't care about the consequences of her actions. Emma believed that God favored her because she had fooled Alden for the past two years.

However, just like Alden, Emma forgot that the wheel of fate was constantly turning, and it could deviate from its orbit at any moment.

As the appointed hour of the wedding drew nearer. Alden suddenly felt sick to his stomach, not feeling like someone who was expecting this marriage. It could have been a harbinger, but he couldn't understand what it meant right now. For his part, Gavin hoped something unexpected would happen to prevent the ceremony from being canceled or news of the wedding from being widely known.

Even though his family deliberately limited the guest list to the most modest level, did not notify the media, and did not invest too much in this reluctant event, it was still a completely simple wedding compared to the hype that people mistakenly think of as a chaebol family wedding. It would still be worrisome if someone infiltrated and reported on the event. It would be a lot of trouble then.

The wedding had to be done because the bride, Emma, was not officially recognized by everyone as a member of the family. That was the condition that Alden's mother set forth. It sounded absurd and very difficult to accept, but then the couple had to suppress their anger and nod in agreement. Otherwise, there would be no wedding.

Emma, of course, refused at first, but Alden coaxed her and promised to organize a solemn ceremony like royalty for her later. "Now you should obediently please your parents," he said. He also did some psychological thinking for her, saying that as long as he proved to his parents that love is strong, sooner or later their parents would completely accept their blessings.

When Gavin knew, he could only silently laugh and scold his stupid brother for getting involved in the two words "love." "Just wait and see, who will have eyes?" Gavin approved of what his mother did to test her daughter-in-law. How things would end, time would tell.

"Gavin." Seeing his brother's lost expression, Alden gently shook his shoulder with his hand.

"How are you?"

Gavin calmed down, confused.

"It looks great. I believe you will get more attention than the bride." Alden laughed at the humorous joke.

" Ready?" Gavin asked seriously.

"I'm a little nervous, but I'm ready." Alden mustered all his courage, to look his best on his happy day.

"It's perfect. Believe in yourself, the only one who should be late is the bride."

He said and they both left towards the church. The place where a wedding ceremony is about to take place is not what people think.

...

Alden tried not to show his anxiety as the wedding was scheduled for eleven o'clock in the morning, but thirty minutes had passed and Emma had not appeared. He was about to panic when someone whispered that the bride had arrived. Alden reached behind his back and clenched his hand nervously, looking towards the entrance. Emma was holding hands with her father-in-law, her white dress hugging her waist and featuring a loose neckline that made her look sexy. A ring of precious stones adorned her white neck, and she looked stunning in Alden's eyes. He felt proud to be her husband, knowing that many men would secretly envy him. But the truth was that Emma was the only one he cared about, and he was grateful to have her in his life.

Alden had always dreamed of marrying a woman who resembled his mother, and he promised himself to shower his girl with valuable gifts and vows of love. Despite the advice and warnings from others, especially his family, he blindly believed that Emma was the right woman for him, the one he would spend the rest of his life with.

However, after the honeymoon, everything about Alden's marriage turned into a tragic joke, like a sad movie that got cut short, showing only the beginning and the end. The lengthy, unnecessary, or simply boring parts were skipped. The couple had not experienced the ups and downs of married life before hastily separating. The tragedy was partly due to human choices and partly due to fate's arrangement. It was pitiful and perhaps no one was to blame.

For the past week, they had both lived in fantasy until harsh, merciless reality delivered a crushing blow to wake them up. Alden had thought he would have a happy marriage, with a wonderful wife admired and envied by all. Emma had dreamed the vain dream that now that she had entered the noble family, there would be no need to worry about anything, only to enjoy the glory and riches.

But alas, life is not easy to predict. God always likes to play peek-a-boo, scare the heart, make the bad guys have no shame, not bother to fear and treat the sky as equal. Emma had to turn her hand in time, being punished, receiving retribution in anger, in bewilderment, unable to yawn, and not enough complaining. On the side of innocent, easy-to-believe people like Alden, they were suddenly knocked down by a psychological shock that fell upon them. They had given their trust to the wrong person, who knew who to blame but themselves for not guarding, doubting, or even verifying.

No matter how beautiful the story is, there are always ups and downs, difficulties, or challenges that happen like that, starting with bright pink colors and always ending with dark black. In the end, the couple Alden and Emma are a typical example; it is difficult to avoid the laws of nature.

Specifically, the incident is as follows: Today is Alden's third day back to work, after a week spent with his beautiful but sinister wife. After eating breakfast prepared by the chef, he kissed his wife passionately before walking out the door.

"Let's have lunch together!" Emma asked tenderly. "If you don't like eating out, I'll bring you lunch."

She looks like a caring wife, even though her style doesn't suit her at all. If you look closely, you can see the hypocrisy, but it takes a lot of effort to complete the role of a good wife. But now, in Alden's eyes, everything she does is wonderful. Poor people who, when drunk, forget the way back, let alone think clearly and logically.

"It won't work," Emma said. She thought Alden would go crazy with joy, but he refused. "I'm very busy today. I have a meeting with my partner for lunch. Maybe I'll come home late tonight."

Looking at the sad look on his wife's pretty face, he quickly comforted her. "But I will reward you later for this."

Emma pouted like an angry child and spoke slyly. "Then remember to keep your word. I will be looking forward to your gift."

"Of course, dear wife," he lightly pinched her cheek. "I will definitely get you something you'll like."

"I don't want you to go. Stay home with me, okay, okay!" She continued to plead, her voice sweet. Her hand gently caressed her husband's chest through his shirt, a suggestive gesture like she wanted to have sex with him.

Alden had become a man who could control himself very well over time. If this were in the past, he would not hesitate to give up everything else just to satisfy his lust at Emma's invitation. But now, with a family of his own and the need to do his best at the company to convince his parents to accept Emma, he forced himself to stay sober. However, Emma did not understand this and continued to lack subtlety, asking him all day to pamper and serve her.

Think about Alden's poor fate for having married a wife who was too cunning, and evil, and did not care for him.