The Vengeful Billionaire Heiress

•NATASHA•

I was on the phone with Katie as I headed toward the bedroom to talk with Richard.

She was getting on my nerves about her birthday party, which she wanted me to organize for free because I was her sister-in-law.

If she weren’t Richard’s favorite younger sister, her whiny voice would've made me hang up the phone, and I’d have risked Richard’s wrath.

“I want enormous balloons with a pink theme, Nat. It has to be a surprise birthday party, but I will act like I know nothing about it, okay?”

“Yes, Katie. I will invite all your friends, and I won’t tell them that the entire party was your idea,” I rolled my eyes as I turned the doorknob.

“Oh, yes... Richard, yes...”

I gasped when I opened the door and saw my husband with another woman in our matrimonial bed.

It felt as if everything froze in time, and my whole body went numb for a second.

“Please don’t invite Rose. She’s fake, and I don’t fuck with fake whores. Can you believe she gossiped about me with her other friends, and then they told me everything that she said? She told them I went under the knife for the booty that I got!” Katie’s voice faded as my hands lost balance of the phone, and it fell on the floor.

When Richard heard the loud thud, he lifted his head and saw me frozen on my steps at the door.

He wasn’t in bed with just any woman but with Lorene. The same woman that his family introduced to me as his cousin.

I sat at the same dinner table with her and laughed at her stories because I thought she was part of the family. Unbeknownst to me, she was fucking my husband behind my back.

“Fuck, Natasha, what are you doing here?” He asked, annoyed to see me rather than shocked and embarrassed.

“What is Lorene doing in our bed?” I growled as my hands rolled into fists.

I was angry, and I hated it because I always lost it when I was angry. I was always ready to throw hands and get it over and done with instead of arguing for hours.

My fury boiled over; I was prepared to destroy the house, brick by brick, unless he gave me a reasonable explanation for being in bed with his cousin.

In my mind, the two assholes were sinning against nature by committing incest.

“Ugh, Richie, tell her already,” she rolled her eyes as she sat up on the bed.

The bitch had the nerve to roll my sheets around her ass and not even get off the bed.

“Yes, Lorene, my love,” Richard sighed as he got off the bed and walked toward me, naked.

I looked at his creampied dick in horror. I felt so disgusted to realize that it had been inside Lorene a second ago and had her juices all over it.

“Richard, how could you do this to me with your cousin?”

“Listen, Natasha. You were not supposed to find out like this. You were supposed to be fetching our son from school,” he replied when he stopped in front of me.

I could smell her scent all over him. My heart broke, and even though he stood in front of me naked, I still couldn’t believe it.

I had spent nine years of my life with him, thinking that he was the man that I was going to spend the rest of my life with, only for me to walk into our bedroom and he’s fucking another bitch.

“I came here to tell you that your sister was picking him up because I have to organize her birthday party, but you’re here sleeping with someone else on our matrimonial bed. How could you?” My voice broke, and I couldn’t raise it. I felt like a lump was stuck in my throat.

“Come on, Nat. You and I know that we’ve seen this day coming a long time ago,” he answered as he placed his hands on his waist. “Our marriage needed a miracle to survive. You’ve known this for as long as I have.”

I shook my head when I realized he was fucking with me. He and his bitch were playing mind games with me.

This had been going on for longer than I thought, and it wasn’t the first time they had enjoyed themselves on the same bed that I slept with him.

“What are you saying to me, Richard? Have you been naked with her before?” I asked, tears streaming down my cheeks.

I couldn’t help it. I loved that man. He meant everything to me, and I owed him my life.

He was the first man I had ever been with and was the father of my eight-year-old son.

He and I had been through a lot of things together. We survived a lot of things together, and I thought it would be us against the world.

“Lorene is not my cousin. We are engaged, Natasha. I concealed my relationship with her regarding our marriage and because I wanted to protect Kyle,” he answered.

I couldn’t believe it. He and I were in love, and there was nothing I had done to make him bring another woman into our bed.

“Why are you doing this to me, Richard?” I sobbed.

“Haven’t I been a good wife to you all these years? What is it I haven’t done to make sure that you felt man enough? All I’ve done is to forget about myself and worship the ground that you walk on.”

He sighed as he placed his hands on my shoulders and looked at me as if he pitied me.

“Oh, my dear wife. There’s nothing you could’ve done to keep me from the warm embrace of Lorene,” he looked back at her and smiled, and she giggled.

I removed his hands from my shoulders when he turned and looked at me.

I frowned. “After all those years I gave myself to you, this is the thanks that I get?!” I snapped. “You forced me to be a housewife and kept me from chasing my dreams so that you would stand here one day and tell me that there’s nothing I could’ve done to keep you from bringing a whore into our bed?!”

But that gained me a hot slap from Richard that caused me to stumble back in shock.

Lorene chuckled behind him. “You have such a lousy mouth, Natasha. Do you ever know when to shut up?” She laughed.

When I looked at Richard while my hand was on my cheek, he frowned and pointed his finger at me.

“If you ever talk to me like that or call Lorene a whore, I will kill you. Now, get out of here and leave us alone,” he sneered as he pushed me out and slammed the door in my face.