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The Mistaken Night With The Billionaire

"Did he touch you?" Aaron asked, his deep, growling tone making her shiver. "It doesn't matter. You can't question-" "Did. He. Fucking. Touched. You?" He asked, his voice more dangerous now, making her feel the full impact of his rising anger. "He is my husband. How can I stop him?" she asked hesitantly, knowing she was inviting the devil himself to spill blood. In a flash, he pulled her by the waist and pinned her against the wall with force. She gasped, startled by his sudden movement. Her wide eyes met his fiery, unforgiving gaze. "Listen to me very carefully, mia cara," he said, his voice a lethal whisper. "The day I tasted every inch of you, you became mine and only mine alone. You were never anyone's wife or daughter-in-law. If you were connected to anyone, it was only me. So watch your words next time, because a single slip of your tongue might cost someone their life. Am I clear?" Before she could respond, he crushed his lips against hers in a wild, punishing kiss. °°°° °°°° Alina's world shattered when her husband ordered her to spend a night with his unknown client in exchange for a billion-dollar deal. But when she arrived at the hotel, a simple mistake led her to knock on the wrong door. Inside, she found Aaron Knight. the most powerful and ruthless billionaire of the era. The Elder heir of the Knight clan. The elder brother of her husband. That night, she unknowingly stepped into his room... and into his world. Aaron, a man who had never been possessed by a woman's charms, claimed her with a possessiveness that stole her breath away. Now, she is trapped in his grasp, and Aaron makes one thing clear: "You were mine the moment you stepped into my bed... and I'll burn the world before I let you go."
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Chapter 4

He told her with a straight determination. He can't let this go that easily. Because this is something that happened to him for the first time. He quickly rose from the bed and wore off his pants. Millions of thoughts running inside his mind currently. Tension, overwhelming, rush of possessiveness, he can't just name one.

He wants to have a long conversation with her to know how she was a newbie in the first place. He was more tense because, in between the overwhelming desires, he forgot to use the protection. This is something he would never do even in a drunken state. For him, it's a severe situation.

...

Alina was watching his retreat figure with a clueless expression. She needs her own time to understand why this bastard was behaving like all shocked after doing everything. He must be under some drugs.

As she was cursing him under her breath, suddenly her phone buzzed with continuous messages. As soon as she read the message. Her eyeballs almost came out.

..

He went to the washroom to get himself splashed with cold water to calm himself.. after feeling a bit composed, he immediately came out to talk to her. However, what he came to witness was the cold and empty bedroom.

Soon his face hardened out of rage seeing she had already left. Didn't he tell her to wait? Then he immediately called the security of the mansion.

"Do not let the girl leave. Hold her until I come."He ordered his security while wearing his shirt. But the reply he got from there stood him still.

"But, boss. We haven't let any girl inside. And no one has come out of the hotel as well." reply came from their clueless security.

"What the!"

He was shocked by the news. What's that supposed to mean? How come they haven't seen her coming? Then how did she get inside? Under a big dilemma, he went to the surveillance room on his floor. He has his own personal security surveillance around his section. He went through the monitor eagerly.

But to his extreme shock, every camera on the floor was powered off for the last hour. None of her entry or exit was recorded. He bangs his fist against the wall feeling the immense rage. It can't be. Now how is he gonna find her? He stormed out to his room. She hasn't behaved well. She will face the consequences soon. Thinking about it. He took his phone and dialed a number.

"Ethan, you have a task." he said with a deep-down tone. A strong determination ruled in his eyes. Soon he would get her no matter what.

•••

"How dare you, Alina?!" Lucas's voice cut through the room like a blade. His fury was palpable as he shoved her inside the suite, the force of the push making her stumble dangerously close to the wall. "You fucking dare to ruin everything I've worked for!" His words were venomous, dripping with hatred and disbelief.

Terror gripped Alina as she instinctively shrank away from him, her body trembling from the sheer force of his rage. The realization of her mistake hit her like a tidal wave, drowning her in a sea of guilt and confusion.

"I-Lucas, please! It wasn't intentional," she begged, her voice barely a whisper. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she couldn't hold them back. "I-I didn't mean to, I swear. I had the key you gave me. I thought it was the right room."

Her words fell on deaf ears as Lucas's fury only intensified, his chest heaving with barely contained wrath. "Do you have any idea what you've done?" He roared, his voice breaking the air like thunder. "You've cost me fifty billion dollars-do you understand? Fifty billion! Because of your reckless mistake!"

Alina flinched at his words as if each one was a physical blow. He slammed his fist against the wall with such force that the room seemed to tremble. She could feel the madness radiating off him, a storm ready to swallow her whole.

"You'll pay for this," Lucas spat through gritted teeth, his finger stabbing the air, pointing directly at her face with such venom it felt like a curse. "You'll pay, Alina. You have no idea the hell you've unleashed."

With a final, guttural roar, Lucas stormed out of the room, slamming the door so violently it rattled the walls. The sound of the door slamming behind him echoed in her ears, a painful reminder of the nightmare unfolding around her.

Alina crumpled to the floor, the weight of her shame, guilt, and fear crushing her from every direction. She sat there, her sobs racking her body uncontrollably. Her head sank into her hands, tears blurring her vision.

Why? The question screamed in her mind, but there were no answers. She banged her head softly against the wall, her body wracked with heart-wrenching sobs, as if punishing herself for the disaster she had caused. Why was her life falling apart so violently?

Just hours ago, she had been dressed to please her husband's client, thinking she was merely playing the part of a miserable wife. But fate had twisted her into a reckless mistake. a night spent with a man she didn't even know. And now, she was trapped in a nightmare of her own making.

How could I be so stupid? she thought bitterly. She had been used, manipulated, and now the repercussions were too catastrophic to comprehend. Her husband's wrath would be the least of her worries.

She pressed her hand against her chest, as if trying to stop the ache there, the feeling of hopelessness that threatened to consume her. Why was she the pawn in a game she never asked to play?

As her cries became softer, a chilling realization began to seep into her mind. The man she had spent the night with, the man she had thought was a stranger client, was a hideously strange person, who she had given herself willingly. knowingly or unknowingly she has spent a one night stand with him.

Only if she knew, the person she had given upon herself was the most ruthless, powerful Multi billionaire of this era.

The Elder Son of Knight clan,

Her own Brother in law.

Her stomach twisted in fear as she remembered the encounter. Little did she know, the man she had given herself to was the very person who could destroy her life with a single word.

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