The Billionaire's Wife 2 (The Billionaire's Wife Series, Part Two)

By Ava Claire

Leila Whitmore knows her billionaire husband's secret.

Relieved, and eager to support him, she makes a choice that will put them on a collision course with forces that could bring them closer--or tear them apart.

The Billionaire's Wife (Part Two) is the second installment in The Billionaire's Wife series.
The Billionaire's Wife is a serial novel, containing four parts. It is the sequel to the best-selling His Submissive series.

The Billionaire’s Wife Series

The Billionaire’s Wife (Part One): November 2014
The Billionaire’s Wife (Part Two): December 2014
The Billionaire’s Wife (Part Three): January 2015
The Billionaire’s Wife (Part Four): February 2015

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ava Claire
• Release date: Dec 12, 2014

Ava Claire

Ava Claire is a sucker for Alpha males and happily ever afters. When not putting pen to paper or glued to her Kindle, Ava likes road tripping, karaoke, vintage fashion, and searching for her own brooding billionaire.

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THE BILLIONAIRE’S WIFE (PART TWO)

Ava Claire

Copyright © 2014 Ava Claire

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The Billionaire’s Wife Series

The Billionaire’s Wife (Part One): November 2014

The Billionaire’s Wife (Part Two): December 2014

The Billionaire’s Wife (Part Three): January 2015

The Billionaire’s Wife (Part Four): February 2015

Note: The Billionaire’s Wife series is a spin off from the His Submissive series.

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SEVEN

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Jacob Whitmore was terrified.

He stood at the balcony, a tense grip on the railing. I braced myself for him to tell me that I’d forgotten my place. That he owed me no explanation. But when he faced me, his eyes told the truth--and the last emotion I ever expected to see in the blue fire that was his gaze cut to my very soul.

I forgot my righteous anger and the claws of fear that scratched my throat and rushed toward him. Before he could open his mouth, before he told me he was okay, I threw my arms around his neck and held on for dear life.

It’s going to be okay, baby. I squeezed him tight, believing my words. We could face and conquer anything together.

He didn’t return the hug, separating himself almost instantly. The second time I looked into his eyes his guard was up, hiding the flash of vulnerability I’d seen. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.

The apology was a pleasant surprise, but no way would I let it go that easily. I squared my shoulders and put my hand on my hip for good measure. I was so worried, Jacob. At first I didn’t know if it was me. Or someone else-

Like who? Every perfect inch of his face turned to stone. Rachel?

I waved a hand through the air, trying to clear out the negative energy. Her name alone filled the air around us with animosity. Or whoever. I locked gazes with him, wanting to make my point very clear. It’s the fact that you didn’t talk to me. That you didn’t turn to me or believe that I could handle it. I paused and shook my head when he prepared a rebuttal. There’s no excuse you can give that will change how hurt I am. I’m your partner, Jacob. You can’t shut me out. We’re better than that.

I could tell from the stubborn set of his jaw that he didn’t appreciate me essentially shushing him, so I moved closer. I brushed his cheek with my fingertips. He shut his eyes, like he was savoring my touch, and the faintest hint of a smile fluttered across his lips. When he opened his eyes, an emotion I’d never get enough of shined down at me.

Love.

He fondled one of my curls, his voice low and intent. You know how I feel about repeating myself, but I’ll make an exception. I know I shouldn’t have kept this from you. You mean the world to me, Lay. I don’t want you to ever question my commitment to us, or think that I am shutting you out. He leaned in, his forehead pressed against mine, his words wrapping me in the sweetest embrace. I love you...and I’m sorry.

Tears blurred my vision, but I sniffed and held them back. I lifted on my toes and pecked him on the cheek. So you have a long lost brother. I nibbled on my bottom lip, trying to figure out a way