Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

Actually, Donna is the most cunning fox, with a beautiful and passionate mask, capturing the hearts of men.

Of course, this only annoyed him, and it didn’t cause any fatal impact on his life. In the end, Donna still wanted to entangle with him, but just as the Hughes Family’s trial ended, he returned to the country with enough capital, and they never met again.

After so many years apart, she seemed more mature, as mature as a ripe, juicy peach about to fall from the branch, making one salivate.

”Joshua, where’s your wife? Why didn’t you bring her?”

Donna sat next to Adam, legs crossed elegantly, and asked.

But Joshua Hughes knew how uninhibited she could be in the heat of passion.

”Madam Maitland, I have not yet married,” Joshua said lowly, with an indifferent smile on his lips.

So sexy and handsome it almost made Donna scream. He was even better-looking than years ago, full of the charm of a mature man, and now, he was wealthy enough that his fortune was incalculable.

Hearing what he said, a light of surprise flickered in Donna’s almond-like eyes. Has he not forgotten her all these years?

Were they not the most compatible sexual partners?

When Donna asked about his wife, the image of that shy, delicate woman with brows like a painting involuntarily appeared in Joshua Hughes’s mind.

He must be crazy—since he got on the plane, he didn’t know how many times he had thought of her.

Now all he wanted was to finish signing every contract and fly back to see her; he didn’t want to wait any longer.

His punishment should suffice, and her body probably couldn’t endure such torment anymore, so he specifically instructed the housekeeper not to wake her, to let her sleep a little longer.

However, after she wakes up, she might secretly curse him as a beast, right?

How could he ever get her to willingly stay by his side?

Looking at Donna, Joshua thought how wonderful it would be if she were Donna, if she were a woman he could conquer with money.

When thinking of Avery Jane, his eyes became gentle and affectionate, something even he had not yet realized.

The night at the estate was very quiet, Adam had arranged for clients, and Alexander King seemed not in a good mood, checking his phone throughout the night.

Yet, with no messages or calls, he was extremely frustrated, drinking a few more glasses, then went to the guest room early to rest.

In the deep of night, moonlight stretched along the estate’s long corridors, casting a graceful silhouette. Like a nymph quietly emerging from the depths of the forest under the moonlight.

Long curly hair, draped in sheer fabric, exuding full seduction.

She glanced at the room’s door, smiling smugly.

Joshua Hughes didn’t sleep well tonight; he liked when Avery Jane was beside him, then he could sleep peacefully and soundly, even her slight movements he could feel.

Her even breathing in his arms, exuding a faint fragrance across her body, was the best soothing remedy.

He hadn’t slept so well in many years.

The room’s lock was gently twisted open; though he had been aware, he still pretended to be asleep, wanting to see what Donna intended to do?

Once again, like old times?

The plush carpet muted her footsteps as Donna watched the man on the bed.

Moonlight filtered through the curtains, spilling onto the bed.

He was the best lover she had ever had.

Looking eagerly at the man beside her, she had searched for him for many years but never found him.

He could offer her a true feast for the senses.

In the darkness, Joshua Hughes laughed coldly, seemingly mocking this shameless woman...