Married To A Powerful Domineering Billionaire

Invitation

RAYNE’S POV

“I prefer purple,” I replied. I couldn’t imagine spending an amount I didn’t work for on a single piece of dress. I mean, there were a lot of lives one could reach out to with such money. Plus, I could get many beautiful dresses in my regular dress store for less.

Bianca turned to Elaina, glaring at her with visibly furious eyes. Elaina didn’t flinch, and neither did she lower her gaze. She had always been fearless. I guess this thing comes with being powerful.

“Alright. I guess there are other things you might like here.” Mrs. Lawn said. “You know your husband likes red, don’t you?”

In all honesty, I didn’t. I stared at her dumbfoundedly. I didn’t know whether or not to tell her the truth. Did they even know the circumstances surrounding my marriage to Eric? My phone beeped in my hand and I lowered my gaze from Mrs. Lawn.

A message from Eric. Talk of the devil.

‘Go home early and don’t bother waiting for me, I’ll be back late.’

“Huh! Don’t bother waiting on him?” Really! As if I had any intentions of. I turned out my screen light and looked up to find Mrs. Lawn smiling at me.

“Was that Eric?” She asked and I nodded.

“Yes, we’d be leaving early.”

“That’s alright, do what your husband says.” She replied. Elaina stepped out of the dressing room in a green mermaid tail dress, looking like she had just stepped out of a magazine.

“Wow, Elaina, that dress is perfect on you. You have a beautiful body, you have to model my latest design.”

“I’d have the black dress with the diamond crests.”

“Won’t you try it on, dear?” Her mother asked and she shrugged.

“I don’t need to, I know my body so well.” She said and I noticed Elaina roll her eyes from across the room and I giggled inwardly.

We stayed for a few more minutes, then we were ready to leave.

“We’d be leaving now,” I told Mrs Lawn and she smiled at me.

“Here.” She gave me a gift box. “There’s a tea party tomorrow morning, wear it.” She told me.

‘A tea party?’ I mentally fainted when she said that. Another day in the company of a group of women in whose league I naturally did not belong. I wished she had not invited me, but I still had to go. I smiled at her and said bye to everyone before leaving with Elaina.

As we walked out of the dress store, Elaina and I couldn’t help but reminisce on everything that happened. And in the end, we laughed our hearts out.

ERIC’s POV

My phone rang on my office desk and I immediately picked it up, knowing who the caller was.

“Sir, the madam was embarrassed today over a dress,” Luke informed me, and I felt my blood boil.

“Buy the dress.”

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When we returned to the house, Elaina went to her room to make a video call with her manager and as well prepare for the tea party we had both been invited for tomorrow.

I collapsed on the bed the moment I walked into my room. My feet were hurting badly from staying long on heels and I wondered what would become of me tomorrow.

Thinking of tomorrow, I couldn’t help but sigh. I had never been to a tea party before, so I couldn’t help but feel nervous.

I stared at the wooden ceiling, thinking about the direction my life was rapidly taking. From an ordinary girl to this, the daughter-in-law of one of the wealthiest families in Los Angeles. My mind briefly wandered towards Eric as well. But In all, I sighed and slowly started to drift into dreamland, but a rasp on the door caused me to awake at once.

I wondered who it could be. “Come in,” I said. The door wound open and a strange face walked in. A brown-haired man in a suit. He was holding a paper bag. Seeing him in my room, I didn’t feel scared, because he looked like one of Eric’s bodyguards.

“Ma’am!” He said, bowing slightly at me. Then he stepped forward close to the bed and put the bag down. “This is for you.” He added and just like that, he turned around and walked away, shutting the door behind him.

Driven by curiosity, I dived into the bag at once, first checking the name on the paper bag. ‘LINA’s Fashion.’ The store we had just returned from. I slowly opened the bag, bringing out its content. A red dress. I remembered the dress, it was the same dress Bianca had insulted me for. But, who was it from?

Just then, my phone rang. Eric.

“Hello!” I said into the phone.

“I gave you a black card to buy the things you need, so why didn’t you?”

Huh! Who told him about that? “The dress was too expensive.”

“What do you mean by expensive?” He asked

“It cost two million dollars. I couldn’t afford to spend such an amount on just one dress. Plus, the money isn’t even mine.”

ERIC’S POV

“I couldn’t afford to spend an amount I didn’t work for on a piece of dress.”

I listened to her and I couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. She couldn’t buy the dress because it was expensive. Is two million dollars too expensive for my wife to wear? I am Eric Arnold’s, CEO of Nold Groups and all its affiliates. Was the title of LA’s wealthiest man a joke?

“I heard mother invited you to a tea party tomorrow, wear it there.” I want those who had laughed at her to see her in the dress.

“I can’t.” She said, “I already promised Mrs. Lawn to wear the dress she got me instead.”

“Fine, don’t stay up late. I’ll be back soon.”

“Okay!” She said and I hung up.

‘What a woman.’ I murmured to myself. If she thinks two million dollars is too expensive, then she should sure be ready because there’s more to come.