The Billionaire's Kept Woman

"Cool down." He called out and she did cool down and follow him on the stretch. He is telling her the right stretching after jogging so she does not get a sprain. They both drink water to rehydrate and he wiped her sweats and kissed her lips. She couldn't ignore it though. She was into him as well. "Ready for a shower?"

"Just shower?" She asked and blushed from her sudden question. He chuckled and pulled her up as she wrapped her legs around him. "Just shower, you'll drain me."

"Baby, I can't promise." He kisses her lips intensely.

He left after their breakfast and she got ready for her lessons. She's ready for lots of things and lots of philosophical business cases. She was surprised when a plant arrived. Just on a small pot, a rosemary plant was sent to her with a red ribbon. It smelled nice and she will be lively to have something to take care of.

She felt like she's in school. She had one hour break and her class ended up early sometimes, she'll work on all of the problems after the class ended. Since her professors have one and a half hours every day to spend with her. She will just email them if she has questions and other stuff.

It was like her everyday routine. He came home late these days and she'll wake up still tired but manage to have a light workout with him. They take a bath without sex and he'll leave early. She sometimes thought that she missed him being inside her.

Though she felt cheap and felt uncomfortable with it, she couldn't help but seek pleasure from him but never thought of having another man. She sold herself to him and he'll be the only one who'll have her body. He also saved her mother who will have a heart transplant in a few days.

What she was worried about was the future. What if she ends up being just his mistress all of her life? Would she have the freedom to have a man that would love her? But who would love her when she's already used by someone else? Those questions on her head are very much depressing that she couldn't focus. So, she ran on the treadmill instead of rethinking it all and calculating everything that he's doing for her.

She's studying business but why would he have to train her? Golden Ages has stolen from them years ago and then he took it back. Breathless, she stopped the treadmill and held on to it. Why would he train her?

She refreshed herself and took a bath. She got out and then she heard her phone ringing. She answered immediately when it's Alessandro.

"What time are you coming home?" she asked immediately. It's already ten in the evening and he didn't say a thing about working out late.

"Milady, Mr. De Alegre is still in his office. He refused to go home. But I also got an emergency and I can't leave him."

"What? What's wrong? Is he alright?" She asked quickly, worried. f𝙧ee𝘄𝐞𝚋𝐧૦ѵeƖ.c𝘰𝓶

"He got a high fever."

"I'll be there."

She immediately put some clothes on and didn't even brush her hair and run with her running shoes as her two bodyguards got noticed and she said that they have to get him home. It wasn't that far and there's no such traffic.

She didn't even notice how big the building is and how beautiful and exclusive it is. He found him on his wide office sofa. The office feels hot yet he has a blanket on him. Since his secretary has an emergency, she let him leave. She knelt on the sofa and put a hand over his forehead. He's burning up.

"Alex." She called him. He slightly opened his eyes and when he realized her just beside him, he sat up. "Let's go home." She was so damn worried. This man can't even know how to take care of himself.

She helped him up and even she asked for her body guard's help. She went to the pharmacy for a while and then they rushed back home. Once he's on the bed, she starts undressing him leaving his boxers. She took lukewarm water from the faucet. Good thing that there's a heater and then she sponged bath him, to lower his temperature. She gave him water and made him finish one glass of it after drinking his medicine.

He can't even move after it and is asleep. She kept sponge bathing him for 20-30 minutes until it lowered his temperature. She then started massaging his head and put pressure on his body for the right acupuncture with the essential oil that she learned from being a therapist.

She went to the kitchen to cook some soup to warm him then she woke him up. He must be hungry. He finished it all. She checked his temperature once more.

"Time for medicine." It was like time had run fast that it's already early in the morning. He drank his medicine.

"Sleep." She stopped from gathering other stuff. "Forget about me, just sleep. I am starting to feel good." She looked at him and checked his temperature.

"If you aren't being stubborn you wouldn't get a high fever. You should first at least tell your secretary that you aren't feeling well and just go home and rest!" she can't help but scowl at him. It just felt like—she's responsible and it hurt her chest seeing him in that condition. Like seeing her mother in the hospital lying and just sleeping with lots of apparatus.

"I'm sorry." He reached her hand and kissed it.

"You sleep, I'll just put these things back."

"I'll wait for you then. I won't sleep until you have yours." He said stubbornly. She exhaled and nodded.

She changed her clothes into something comfortable and lay beside him after organizing a few things. She lay sideways facing him and he did as well.

"It's just a simple migraine." He caressed her hair.

"I'll call your secretary tomorrow." She told me and closed her eyes. She had a light sleep and then opened her eyes. He's asleep and sweating so she gets up to take lukewarm water and wipe his sweats.

Using his phone, she called his secretary about his condition that he might not work. So, she told him not to contact him if it wasn't an emergency. She'll handle the matters and let him rest. She checked him once again and he doesn't have any fever. She sighed and yawned. She lay down on the sofa and had fallen asleep with the phone.