Billionaire's Contracted & Unloved Wife - Chapter 172

Chapter 172: Chapter 172 Chapter 172: Chapter 172 Moon woke up feeling like she’d been run over by a truck; she hurried to open her eyes because she knew how it worked.

This wasn’t her first time being drunk, she knew that if she forced her eyes open, she might likely be blinded by the pounding headache that would follow.

She didn’t know where she was, but she could remember herself following an unknown man out of the club and forcing him to take her with him.

If she could still remember correctly, the man had refused, but she had started to throw a fit and was starting to draw attention from people around them.

The man had reluctantly taken her, and she knew she didn’t stop there; the drug she had put in the drink that was made for Aiden had kicked in in her body, and she was horny as hell.

She needed to be fuvked by a man, hell, even by a tree; she didn’t care; all she knew was that she wanted the itching to be gone.

But at that moment, she wished that the man had stood his ground with her and had refused her throughout the night.

Moon slowly opened her eyes and saw herself lying on the blue sofa; she frowned.

The man hadn’t even taken her to a proper bed, how insulting.

She grimaced as she sat up, pitting her legs down on the cold tiled floor.

“Good morning, Miss.

How are you feeling?” A voice asked beside her.

Moon was startled, she snapped her head to the side and saw a young man in a pink robe with his hair rolled in bold pink rollers.

Moon frowned, her heart beating in fear as she started to imagine if this was the person she had come home with.

Had she slept with a sissy?

“No, miss, your face says it all.

You didn’t sleep with me, and I must say I’m offended by your attitude of ingratitude, however…” The young man waved his fingers around and walked over to stand in front of Moon, “You should be grateful; my husband brought your drunk ass home, and what do I get for allowing you to sleep on my favorite couch?

Disdain and judgment.

What a world we live in,” He scoffed and rolled his eyes.

Moon was confused, so the sissy wasn’t who she came home with?

Good, she was relieved by that.

But then, Where was the man she had followed home, and being that the man had a husband, does it mean that she didn’t get any action last night?

That would be awesome; she was already thinking about going to take the “morning-after pill.” But it seemed that she wouldn’t need it.

She slowly looked around the living room; everything was decorated like the man in front of her; only the couch was blue in color, and every other thing looked like she had transmigrated into Barbie’s room.

Even Candy’s room wasn’t this pink.

“What are you looking at, you ungrateful woman?” The young man asked.

Moon remembered that he was still in front of her.

“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be rude-” “Oh you meant it.

You meant every part of the rudeness, I know your type, so save the fake apology.

It’s time you left.

Our hospitality is over,” The young man pointed toward the pink door and that was when Moon noticed his bright pink nails.

She closed her eyes, feeling the headache coming from all the color she was seeing around her.

“I’m sorry, but, um, last night…the man who brought me here…did we-” “Hell no!

He didn’t touch your ugly ass.

Just get up already, you’re so annoying.

Why would he touch you when he had me?” He eyed Moon in distaste, scoffing.

“You were so Inebriated that you threw yourself on my man, but luckily, my baby is gay and a doctor, so we happened to force some pill into your mouth, which you should be grateful for because it got you back to normal.

So, enough of the story, get your ass up and leave,” He said with a frown, folding his hands against his chest.

Moon bit her lip and looked around the living room one more time before she slowly stood from the sofa.

“Um, thank-” “Save it, Sis.

Just go,” The young man said and pointed to the door again.

Moon felt belittled; she still felt like she was doing a walk of shame even though she didn’t sleep with anyone.

She knew that the young man didn’t like her and thought that she had followed his man home to sleep with him, well, yes, but that was the drunk moon, not the conscious Moon.

She never threw herself at a man, except Aiden of course.

Suddenly, thinking of Aiden made her recall what her mission had been, that Ariel had threatened her and forced her to drink a spiked drink.

Moon was going to report this incident to Grandma Nari and sit back and watch her chase her out of Aiden’s house.

“Move!” “Oh my God!” Moon gasped and looked behind her to find the young man staring daggers at her.

She had been so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t realize she had stopped after taking one step away from the sofa.

“If you don’t leave I’ll call the cops!” The young man warned, his nose flaring in anger.

“Sorry, I’m leaving,” Moon said and immediately hurried over to the door, she was about to open the door when the young man shouted at her again.

“Hey!” She looked back to suddenly see her small purse flying toward her.

“Oh!” She tried to catch it but it still slipped through her hands and fell to the floor.

She quickly picked it up and controlled herself from looking up and glaring at the young man.

How dare he throw her expensive purse that way?

And she had her phone inside it too.

She silently picked up her purse, turned, opened the door, and walked out of the house.

“Bitch,” Moon heard the young man curveball her before the door could properly shut behind her.

“Bitch,” She muttered back, wishing she could have said it to his face, but she couldn’t take that risk, she was in his home, and any wrong move and anything could go wrong.

She looked around and realized that she was in an apartment hallway; how was she supposed to find her way out of there?

She luckily saw a teenage girl walk out of the door beside her and she decided to just follow her and make it seem like she knew where she was going.

She almost face-palmed when she realized that the girl was heading to the elevator she had missed by the end of the hallway.

Moon was impatiently waiting for the elevator to open; the girl was weirdly looking at her, probably because she knew she had never seen that kind of face in the apartment before, but Moon didn’t care; she wasn’t in the mood to familiarize herself with anyone, especially little teenage girl.

The elevator finally opened and Moon hurried out of it, walking right for the exit.

She didn’t know where she was but she didn’t have to figure it out.

She didn’t even bother ordering a ride, she immediately called Grandma Nari and sent her the location.

This way, she could state her blackmail by telling her that Ariel had drugged her and arranged for a man to violate her.

Moon found a bench under a tree and sat down, patiently waiting for Grandma Nari.

Moon realized that by the way everything was moving, she was really losing everything.

But she was never one to be associated with failure, she’d come this far, and she was ready to risk it all, even if Aiden no longer ended up with her because, from the look of things, he was never going to love her; do instead of Ariel to have him she’d rather kill her.

If she couldn’t have him, then no one would.

She had to do it one last time, and this time, she wasn’t going to be absent; she would make sure she was there to watch how everything ended, and if need be, she would finish the job herself.

There was not going to be any room for mistakes this time; she was ready to directly soil her hands just to make sure that Ariel and that bastard son of hers were killed.

Leaving them alive was a huge threat to her and Candy, there was no way her daughter was going to be overshadowed by some stupid boy.

She quickly pulled her phone out of her purse and dialed a number, a number she kept hidden in her phone, just for times like this.

She was in a sinking, burning ship, and she wasn’t going down alone.

Her heart raced as the call was answered, “Hello, Hugo?” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Rosegold_n POWER STONES, GOLDEN TICKETS, GIFTS.