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  VIRGIN WIFE

  ALEXA RILEY

  CONTENTS

  HEA on the go

  Virgin Wife

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Epilogue

  Epilogue

  Epilogue

  Virgin Roomate

  Stalk the Author

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  Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.

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  VIRGIN WIFE

  BY ALEXA RILEY

  Savannah has had her entire life planned out by others. When she was forced into a loveless marriage, all she could do was try to make the best of it. Until the day Wyatt Carmichael comes in and wants her for himself. He’s been the only man to hold her heart and she’s wondering if she can finally have the love and life she deserves.

  Wyatt has been biding his time until the perfect moment to have her. One look at Savannah when he was fourteen and he was done for. He’s done everything in his life so that he’d have his shot, and now that he’s got it, he’s not leaving anything to chance.

  Warning: The second book in this duet can be read as a stand alone…but it’s better if you read The Virgin Husband first! Can the evil wife get her redemption and find love all at the same time? Are you kidding us?! Of course she can! See what happens when the hated wife finds her happily ever after.

  To redemption…

  sometimes it’s possible.

  1

  SAVANNAH

  When I wake up I see I’ve got over a hundred messages on my phone. I know instantly something has happened. I scroll through them and see most of them are from my father and a few are from friends. A chill runs down my back when I see one of the articles someone sent me. It’s there right in front of my face and I can’t ignore it.

  Billionaire Aiden Clark annuls marriage to heiress Savannah Matthews

  “Shit.” I toss my phone on the bed and cringe. This is why my father is calling and texting me nonstop.

  I was hoping I had a few more days to prepare for what was coming but I guess I don’t get that luxury. Not now that Aiden is in love. I roll my eyes and get out of bed. It’s not that Caroline isn’t great or that I don’t want Aiden to be happy. We just agreed that this was the deal and then he went back on it. I can’t blame him, but I need to blame someone and I’m not taking any responsibility for it. I’ve kept my end of the deal. It’s everyone around me who’s always breaking their word.

  My phone vibrates again and I assume it’s my father, but when I look down I see Wyatt’s name. The first time we met we were fourteen and in high school. Wyatt was mine and Aiden’s lawyer since we got married. Aiden and I used him for everything, including our prenuptial agreement and now annulment. He’s probably seen the news, but I don’t know why he would be calling me since Aiden is the one he usually deals with.

  Wyatt Carmichael is the cockiest asshole I’ve ever met and it’s part of what makes him a great lawyer. Even when we were kids and he didn’t have much, he still walked in every room like he owned it. Like we were all there for him. I hated him the first time I saw him and nothing has changed since then. It’s just too bad my body never got the message.

  He’s loud and doesn’t care that people are annoyed by him. He’s inconsiderate of people’s feelings and never apologizes for anything. Yet when I think about that dark beard and what it would feel like on the insides of my thighs I can hardly think straight.

  I sigh as I go to my bathroom and get in the shower. I hate Wyatt, but my lady business wants him more than anyone else. Ever. It’s just too bad I can’t have him. The whole reason I married Aiden was because my father wouldn’t allow me to be with anyone else. Even if I didn’t love him. I was forced into every path I’ve ever taken and I knew with one look at Wyatt that he was a path I could never take.

  The message from Wyatt said I need to come by his office today and finish signing the paperwork. I thought I signed all I needed to, but I don’t really remember that clearly. I was upset when I scribbled my name on the form Aiden gave me and I probably did it in the wrong place.

  When I’m finished in the bathroom I grab a cream-colored dress and a pair of heels. I tie my hair back in a low ponytail and then put on some lipstick. I don’t really want to get dressed up, but it’s been ingrained in me for so long that appearances matter and I have to go through the motions.

  I grab my bag on the way out and then drive towards downtown. Aiden was the one who wanted to live in the suburbs, but I miss the city. He said I got the house, but I wonder if that means I can sell it? I don’t need all that space, but I doubt my father would approve the sale. He’s still guardian of my trust and he uses it against me every chance he gets.

  Before I go to Wyatt’s office I decide to stop for a coffee. I park the car and get out, and when I get inside I see there’s a couple of people in line. I pull out my phone while I wait and scroll my Instagram.

  I’m looking through pictures of my cousin’s new little baby and smiling when I hear someone whisper behind me.

  “Can you believe it? How awful must she have been for her husband to never fuck her?” I feel my neck get hot as I turn around and see two girls behind me trying to hide their laughter.

  Maybe they were talking about someone else? I’m famous because of my family, but it’s not like I’m a celebrity or anything.

  The person in front of me is called forward and I go back to my phone. I’m just about to put it away and order my coffee when I see someone has tagged me in a post. I click on it and my blood runs cold when I see the gossip site has posted my medical records and has the word VIRGIN splashed across the screen.

  I can’t stop myself from scanning the page and reading about how Aiden left me for another woman and we never consummated the marriage. I hear more giggles behind me and I look up to see the barista staring at me and then down at my phone.

  I hold my phone against my chest as I back out of the coffee shop and run to my car. Hot tears sting my eyes as I fumble with my keys. I shouldn’t care what people think, but that comment stung. Yes, I’m a virgin, but so was Aiden. He just doesn't have a medical record to prove it.

  I drive out the parking lot too fast and my tires screech as I make the turn towards Wyatt’s office. I don’t know where else to go or what to do, but I don’t want to talk to Aiden. He’s just going to feel sorry fo
r me and I don’t need that right now. I want to make sure I’m split from him and there’s nothing else tying us together. The last thing I want right now is sympathy for the life I had to choose.

  Nothing about what I’ve wanted has ever come into play. I didn’t get to go to the schools I wanted, or choose the major I wanted, or even marry the person I wanted. I was forced into this and people think they know the whole story, but they don’t know anything about me.

  When I get to Wyatt’s office I park my car and take a deep breath before I wipe away any remaining tears and square my shoulders. I’m ready to face whatever is in front of me, and that includes an asshole with the ability to make me weak in every part of my soul.

  I just need to make it through this meeting and Wyatt Carmichael will be out of my life forever.

  It’s too bad he has other plans.

  2

  WYATT

  I hang up the phone when I hear Savannah enter my office. One look at her and I’m transported back to the first time I saw her.

  I was fourteen and it was my first day at a new school. I was accepted after the school year had already begun, so it was two months in and everyone already knew one another. I had applied for a scholarship and was denied, but then another scholarship student dropped out and they told me I could have the spot. I jumped at the chance because it was the best school in the state and one of the top schools in the entire country.

  The terms of the scholarship constituted a work-study program where I had to work in the kitchens during lunch and stay after school to help maintain the pool for the swim team. I agreed to it because I would have agreed to anything that would help me get out of my situation at home.

  I lived with my uncle in a trailer park on the outskirts of town. It was over an hour’s bus ride to get to school and took almost double that in the afternoons to get back home. My uncle was a drunk who managed to stay sober long enough to work a few hours a day hanging sheetrock. I worked nights at the convenience store near the trailer park because they didn’t care how old I was. They knew they could get me to work the shifts nobody wanted and pay me cash and I wouldn’t complain. I found out early on that I didn’t need much sleep and napped on the bus when it got bad. I did what I had to.

  The worst part about where we lived was the school district was shit. I knew I was smart and that I was going to make something of myself, but I had to get out of there to do it. When my uncle saw me filling out the application he made fun of me for days. It was better than when he used to knock me around, but he stopped doing that when I got bigger than him.

  When I didn’t get accepted right away I was already thinking about how I could get the money to get out of town and try to make a life somewhere else. I don’t like to think about what I would have done to get it, but it never came to that, thankfully.

  I’d been up all night before the first day, going over all the work I needed to make up. It had been a long day with classes and learning what I had to do in the kitchen and I was exhausted by the time I had to report to the pool.

  The student aquatics director Brad was showing me the chemicals and how to clean out the filtration system when the swim team came in. I was horny as shit when I was fourteen and could hardly keep my hand off my dick when I had four seconds to myself. But real-life girls were never on my radar. I was a dirty kid from the wrong side of town and I knew my place in the world. I had big dreams of one day breaking out, but I was aware at a young age that some people would never see the real me while I was dressed in rags. That is, until she looked at me.

  Eyes as green as emeralds looked across the water and into my soul. I stood there staring at the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen and I couldn’t speak. She was smiling at me and my heart began to swell. When she lifted her hand and waved, I thought I was going to pass out. I raised my own hand and then her face twisted in confusion. That’s when I looked over my shoulder to see Brad waving back at her.

  “Put your hand down, freshman. She’s waving at me,” he scolded, and I tucked my chin and went back to cleaning.

  I watched her during the whole lesson out of the corner of my eye. I felt stupid and vulnerable after embarrassing myself in front of her, but I know she was looking at me. I felt something in that moment had changed my life forever, and I wasn’t wrong.

  The next four years I got to know her and her best friend Aiden. We weren’t exactly what you’d call friends because I’m pretty sure she hated me. But every time after the pool incident when my dick got hard it was for her. And it got hard a lot.

  Then two years ago I got a phone call from Aiden asking me for a favor. He needed me to draft up some paperwork, and when he said it was for a premarital agreement for him and Savannah I nearly ripped my desk in half.

  I’d just made partner in my firm and was finally making the money I knew she deserved. I knew her father and had done business with him, and I knew that he wouldn’t let her tie herself to just anyone. With my past there was no way he was letting me near her unless my pockets were padded, and I was finally there the day Aiden dropped the bomb.

  What the fuck could I do but file the paperwork? I knew she didn’t love him and he didn’t love her, but that didn’t mean she could be mine. I wanted her more than I’d wanted anything, but I couldn’t have her. Not yet.

  I made the agreement to where she got everything and then some. I wanted to make sure if she ever wanted a way out she could have it. I knew that one day I would have her, and until then I wouldn’t have anyone else.

  They invited me to the wedding, and at the bottom of the invitation there was a note from Savannah. She wrote that the day would only be full of joy if I was there. For a moment I thought she’d written it on everyone's invitation, but I knew better. Savannah would never go out of her way to be nice to someone if she didn't mean it. We have a long history of back and forth and her wedding day was no exception.

  I was standing in the back while the guests were filing in and I didn’t want to go inside. I convinced myself a thousand times that I should leave, but I felt like if I didn’t see it with my own eyes then I would always wonder if it was real.

  After seeing Aiden at the end of the aisle I couldn’t do it. It should be me. I couldn’t sit there and watch the woman I’ve wanted my whole life give her heart to another man. I turned around to storm out and there she was.

  She was dressed in ivory and she looked so beautiful I couldn’t breathe. When my eyes met hers I saw tears form there and before I knew what was happening I was holding her in my arms. I moved so that we were out of sight from everyone else and I held her as she cried. I didn’t speak or ask any questions, I just rubbed her back while she wept in my arms.

  I closed my eyes and the scent of roses surrounded me. She was so soft and fragile in my arms and all I wanted to do was steal her. But she took a breath and then stepped away from me as she straightened her back.

  “I’m sorry,” she said, her emerald green eyes piercing straight through my heart.

  “I’ll be waiting,” I whispered to her as she walked past me and down the aisle to her future husband.

  I stood there for just a second before I walked out the door and never looked back. That day I carried her heart out of there with me and promised myself to protect it and to keep it safe until the moment was mine.

  When Aiden called me to file the annulment papers I hit send on the email. I had them drawn up the day they were married and was waiting for the day I could put them to use. I saw Savannah over the past two years and I knew with one look that she was miserable but she wouldn’t leave. It killed me because I loved her and I wanted her to be happy, but she didn’t love herself enough to ask for it.

  Now that she’s free and clear, it seems like a dick move to trap her all over again. But I know that in doing this, I’ll finally give her what she was missing. I can give her the life and love she deserves and worship her until the end of time. I just need her name on the dotted line and all will be right.
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br />   And if she decides to throw a fit, I’ve got a little insurance in my back pocket that will have her father agreeing for her. Everything is going according to plan, and as she walks in my office I feel my heart beating for the first time in years.

  3

  WYATT

  “Good morning,” she says in her raspy voice as she walks in.

  I watch without comment as she tosses her fur coat on my couch and takes a seat without me asking her to. I bite my lip and then rub my thumb across it as I think about how tight her pussy is. She’s so stuck up I bet she’s never even put her fingers inside it.

  “Make yourself at home, won’t you?” I say with sarcasm in my voice and she rolls her eyes.

  “You called me down here first thing in the morning, what do you want?” She glances around the room, trying not to look at me.

  I make a show of looking at my watch and see it’s noon. “I should have anticipated how long it would take you to get ready.”

  Now her eyes snap to me in a glare and I swear it goes straight to my cock. What I wouldn’t give to see her eyes wide with my dick in her mouth.

  “Are you going to take your time since you’re charging me by the hour?”

  “Don’t you want me to take my time?” I ask, sitting down across from her and leaning back in my seat.

  Her cheeks flush. She looks out the window and crosses her arms, no doubt to cover up her tight nipples under that cream dress. Fuck, I can’t wait to get my mouth on them.

  “I need you to sign these,” I say, moving the folder closer to her.

  “Fine,” she says as she grabs the pen.

  I hit the buzzer on my intercom and one of the office paralegals comes in. “If you could witness this,” I say, indicating the papers in front of Savannah.

  Savannah scrawls her name on the papers without reading a word of it. Then I turn them towards me and sign. Afterwards I hand it to the paralegal, who signs and then notarizes the document.