Chapter 29 We arrived at the beach around 4 pm, the scene was beautiful, we watched the sun setting down slowly and the light appearance of the moon came out from the corner. The weather was perfectly windy, it was drizzling slightly but we didn't care. I personally found the moment to be very romantic. We sat underneath the shade of the trees. Marco was laying on my lap and trying to sleep but I didn't let him. He was tired and exhausted because he had to bear me the whole day. "Do you ever stop talking?" Marco questioned. "No," I replied. I stared at the water flowing calmly and carrying the sand particles with its wrath. My hand was over his shoulder and his face was inside my legs. "I hate the sun, Jesus!" He exclaimed turning around to my stomach. I looked down at his skin glowing underneath the bright, glooming sun light. He had his eyes closed but I knew he wasn't sleeping neither he was going to sleep. "What happened on the night I was drunk? I mean after I passed out, what did you do?" I questioned him. I always wondered how he got inside my house and he got me all the way up to the bedroom. "I was at the bar that night with Stephan, I don't drink much but he wanted to check out the girls so that's why we went. I was just staring at this girl who dancing so f*****g crazily. You should've seen yourself from my view, you were hopping on every guy and twerking your ass on their d***s. I was just like so f*****g done, I wanted to drag you out of there and s***k the s**t out of you." Marco explained, his eyes were still closed but he was speaking. "I wasn't that drunk, I just had 12 shots and that's all!" I exclaimed and he laughed. "That's all? You were hopping on every guys d**k, every single guy. Even Stephan when he started to dance on the dance floor but I had to drag him out of there because I didn't want you to rub your ass on his dick." He continued. "Don't lie now," I said. I was sure that I didn't hop on anyone's sick specifically his friends' but the problem was I didn't remember any of it either. My hair flew along with the wind and he continued, "You did, anyways after that I waited till you left so I could peacefully do something without you running behind guys. Behind you a drug dealer left which concerned me. Albert was his name and I had known him for years, he was the type of person who would r**e drunk girls and drug them. I quickly rushed behind you and went to get my car so I could drop you home. He was standing right behind you until I didn't come and when I did, he left which is why you thought that there was no one but they were so many guys behind you." Marco again turned around to the other side when the sun hit him. He hid his face between my legs like a little baby. I couldn't help but smile. He saved me that night. "After that, I picked you up and you know you were all drunk and tipsy. Then you passed out after giving your address. The club was miles away from your home so I had drive for at least a hour. You woke up in the middle and started crying like a stupid person, I swear I was so f*****g scared like what did a sad ghost attack your body or what?" Marco said. I didn't remember any of that. I didn't remember getting up and crying. "Then guess what, after calming you down, you started hopping on my d**k. You were a horny, drunk mess. You told me to stop at a hotel so we could f**k for hours. You were all over me and then suddenly you just went out of the car and puked on the middle of the road. Thank god a billion times that it was empty or else I don't know what I would have done." He continued. "I don't remember puking and hopping on you!" I exclaimed. What if he was lying and making this all up? "I'm not lying, Wendy, you were a mess. No joke. Well, after your little puking session you just slept and never woke up. I drove you home and I met Bella, she wasn't surprised by you sleeping on my arms. She actually laughed and then told me where your room was. I dropped you to your room and left." He said. "But you also removed my clothes," I added. "Yes because they were so dirty and uncomfortable. The dress was so short and I just wanted to rip it off and I did. I would have honestly f****d you that night if you were a little sober." He stated. "Oh," I whispered. "Yes, which is why I don't let you to go a bar or a club because I know how you will end up!" He added. "Come on, I'm not always like that." I fought back and he laughed. "Shut up," After that we didn't have a conversation. I stayed silent, collecting questions in my brain and arguing whether I should ask him about his ex-fiancé or not. What if he gets angry on it? I didn't want him to get angry, he looked so beautiful calm. "Can I ask you something?" "Go ahead," he said. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. "I don't want to-actually that night when you bought me to your house, Sabrina told me a lot of things about you. She told me about your ex-fiancé and other things." I trailed off. "She lied," Marco muttered. "Then what's the truth?" I asked. I let out a sigh when I heard the world lie, I was glad that Marco wasn't the type of guy would f**k around and leave. I ruffled around with his hair patiently waiting for his response to my question. "Well, there was girl I used to love, her name was Jeanne. She was Italian like me, I was around 22 then and she was 19 years old when I met her. We were friends for five years and the last year, I proposed her. She was a very nice woman with elegance and she belonged to an upper-class family. Our families went on well, we were good friends and everything was perfect. On the fourth year of our friendship, we f****d a couple times and she got pregnant. I quickly proposed her and she agreed to marry me." He stopped for a second and then sighed before continuing. "During that year, I fell in love with her, she was an amazing woman. She was very beautiful, Wendy. The wedding was a Big Bang, everyone around the world was invited, I was so excited for it. Every drug lord, every dealer, ever boss from the underworld was invited. My parents spend their so much time in it because they wanted me to be happy. She was twelve weeks pregnant on the night before marriage. That's when a man came to me, he handed me some files and told me that my fiancé wasn't in love with me." "Then?" "Then what I killed him on the spot but the files were with me. The files contained her pregnancy reports and the baby's dna reports. The baby wasn't mine. I went to the hospital and confirmed that the reports were true but I didn't really mind. If she was pregnant with someone else, it would be okay. It was just a baby and I believed that she still loved me. But then her lover came to me, begging me to leave her because Jeanne loved that man and she was carrying his baby. She just wanted to marry me because of the money and the bonding our families would do, she was in the intention of taking me away from my family, taking the fortune and divorcing me after the baby came into this world so I would spend rest of my life paying for the baby which wasn't even mine." "Her lover told me every single details. He showed me recordings, photos of them together, videos and many more things. At first, I thought it was just an evil plan but then he called her in front of me. The way they were talking to each other was to lovely and different. At that point, I left her. The day before wedding, I went to Sabrina and f****d her. Jeanne found out and she broke the wedding. Her trust upon me was broken but mines was worst. Everyone blamed me for the marriage that never happened. After that night, I only Sabrina. She was the only woman I could bang because everyone else was ridiculous, she was cousin and there was nothing she could do." By the time he finished, the sun started to set. "That's so much betrayal," I whispered. I don't think I'll be ever able to hold that much betrayal from the person I love. "Yes, I know but it's fine now. Jeanne does her own thing and I do my own thing." He continued. "Did you speak to her again?" I asked. "Yes, a couple times. I told her everything honestly. And she apologized, I forgave her and moved on. Just one year was terrible, after that the monster in me grew and I was grew stronger by my heart and mind. I didn't let anyone else try to play with me." Marco said. "I have noticed one thing, you stay very calm in situations that I would go crazy. How do you do that? Like if I was in your place, I was kill someone out of anger and mistakenly." I stated. "I am able to control my emotions, I function with my brain, I only listen to my mind never my heart." He said. "You stop listening to your heart and see how everything changes," he continued. "That's interesting," I muttered. "Yes, how come I didn't see you ever around this town. I knew Bruce since long back but I never saw you, I even know your father but not now. I never saw you anywhere until the day in the bar," he questioned. I shrugged, "I don't know, I stayed very into myself. Just recently I started to work and everything. As for five years ago, I was with my old master for two months. After leaving him, I joined therapy sessions and all. When therapy failed, I went to a mental hospital where I stayed for a year. I missed my school and my college. By the time I turned eighteen I was perfectly normal, I started to work and just stay free." "I didn't knew you went to a mental hospital?" Marco got up from my lap and asked. "I did, for a year. It was amazing, a little lonely and abnormal but I had a fun time there." I said. Staying in the mental hospital was the best time of my life, I made so many friends, I learned so many things, I changed myself completely. "So does that mean that you are a mental patient? I mean what do your reports say?" He questioned. "Yes, my reports says that I'm mentally ill and that I had been in and out of a mental hospital. One time, there was a man on the street, he tried to assault me and I stabbed him in his head and he went to coma. I was pulled into court and all but luckily then my parents were out of country so they didn't knew. I was going to be prisoned for 6 months because I was underage but when the my medical reports came in, the sentence was forgiven and I was sent to therapy for a couple months." I explained. "I'm surprised," he said clapped his hands together. I pushed him back and jumped on him, it began to get darker and darker. "Yes, which is why I can murder your anytime and get away with it." I whispered to him. "I'd see you try that," "No, I won't kill you. You are my daddy," I said biting my lip. He grabbed my ass and pulled me into a rough kiss, he trailed his kisses down to my breasts. "We are in public," I stated trying to stop him from going any further. In "Accidentally Seduced the Billionaire Heir After Betrayal" by CrushReel, a tale of romance and revenge unfolds as our protagonist faces the aftermath of her husband's betrayal. After three years of separation, she uncovers a shocking truth: her estranged husband has fathered a child with his mistress. Despite the heartbreak, she navigates through the complexities with resilience and unwavering determination. Amidst themes of trust, resilience, and self-discovery, this modern romance delves into the intricacies of love and betrayal in the high-stakes world of CEOs and billionaires. The protagonist's journey is one of empowerment as she unravels the tangled web of deceit surrounding her past, all while navigating unexpected twists and turns in her pursuit of closure. What sets this story apart is its blend of sweet romance with elements of revenge and office politics, offering readers a captivating narrative that transcends traditional tropes. Explore the depths of love and loyalty in this ongoing saga that promises to keep you on the edge of your seat. Available to read at CrushReel for those seeking a compelling tale of love, loss, and redemption.