Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Wife

A luxurious vehicle halted in front of the Corp, ten men clad in black suits immediately ran out of the building to aid the CEO. Sandro walked inside the Corp after the bodyguards splitted and gave him a way to walk ahead. The man was welcomed by a lady receptionist who was wearing a white box pleated skirt with an orange shirt, the woman gave him a keen glance making Sandro notice her with a brief smile. She guided him the way towards Richardson’s cabin while the other ten guys stood at the main entrance hall. Sandro glanced at her with malice while ogling the young woman from head to her back, while laying his eyes on her round butt and coming back to her exposed legs. ‘Oh my goodness! I didn’t know that Richardson had such beauties under his roof.’ Sandro licked his lips by trailing the thumb over his chin at first and then moving up to his lower lip. The man could not hold back his desire to grope the woman and leaned in to take a glance at her. Sandro inspected his surroundings to avoid getting seen while doing that indecent act with the girl, no doubt he was aware of his reputation and how to keep it clean. ‘That fool is keeping them all to himself, tsk! How come he never gets boner while having such beauties around himself?’ The girl walked through the arcade unintentionally giving Sandro a complete view of her gorgeous gait. She did not know what kind of grave danger she was in, hence the lady did not know what to see in that situation. ‘Tsk! I never knew his choice was so bad. I mean look at Elle, the nerd looking tomboy type girl. And then just see these ladies…. hoho, these girls are no less than Victoria models!’ Sandro commented on Elle while mocking her appearance which he once liked or perhaps never bothered precisely. But now the same attire and style of hers made Elle unworthy in his eyes that Sandro began to question Richardson’s taste. Sandro slowed down and threw his head a little back during their walk, he cast another look at her round butt. The man stretched his hand a little to grope her butt slightly while having no remorse and guilt about whatever he was going to do now. ‘Damn! I bet she would not even struggle to oppose my attention. After all, who would refuse to be loved by Sandro Petrakis. Hehe!” Sandro chuckled with a devil tone within his heart but before he could do anything the girl turned around instantly. The man could not get a chance to touch her at all but the certain averting of the girl made him reflexively settle his collars. Sandro ensured that his actions would appear natural, hence he passed a smile to the woman who flung her arm out to show him the cabin. “Here, sir! This is the room of the boss. He is already waiting for you.” She said her part and went off by giving off a smile. While Sandro pushed the door and walked inside, the man had been holding his smirk and the real him within the shell. “Hello my dear cousin!” Sandro chirped out in a cheerful tone while his gaze fell upon Richardson, who was sitting on the leather seat while holding his spinning head in between his both hands. Sandro was happy to see his cousin troubled and the terror on his face soothed Sandro’ nerves. ‘How good it feels to see you like this, dear cousin. Keke, how dare you steal that woman from me?’ Sandro licked his lips which indicated his scheming nature, but since Richardson trusted his cousin he shot up from his seat immediately. “Sandro! Oh my goodness, Sandro!” Richardson snapped at him and sounded completely helpless in front of him. Unbeknownst to Richardson that he was opening up in front of his rival, which he should not do because it satiated Sandro even more. “My fiance has been kidnapped. You… you have to help me track the kidnapper, I don’t know how the heck he vanished with my woman like nothing happened.” Richardson rushed towards the laptop placed on the table and gestured to Sandro to sit down, he played the video to show Sandro whatever clues he had gotten up till now. “You have to help me, Sandro. I know you are the renowned technological mastermind, you have to help me figure this out. My wedding is in six days, Sandro! FRIGGIN WEDDING!” He yelled in an anxious manner making Sandro deep down elated.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.