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The Kitchen Table

Author: Favor V April
last update publish date: 2026-04-08 06:30:12

Delia’s POV

The Windsor main house was an architectural marvel of limestone and history, a sprawling estate that whispered of old money and generations of power. To me, it always felt like a museum where I wasn't allowed to touch the exhibits. Every vase looked like it belonged in a gallery, and every rug felt too expensive to step on. I walked into the kitchen, the heels of my designer boots clicking sharply against the white marble, a sound that felt intrusive in the quiet, purposeful hum of
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  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    Get The Fuck Out Of My house

    KatiaThe clock on my dashboard read exactly 8:30 PM when I pulled into the circular driveway. My hands were shaking so bad I could barely keep the car straight. I sat there for a minute, staring at the mansion, heart hammering in my chest. I finally turned the engine off, got out, and dragged the single leather suitcase from the trunk. It was light. Sam had packed it fast. Just some clothes, toiletries, and the prenatal vitamins I’d been hiding.I walked up the stone steps. My heels clicked way too loud. I felt sick. I raised my hand and knocked. Hard.The door opened. Maria stood there. Her eyes went wide when she saw me and the suitcase.“Ms. Kensington…” she whispered, voice tight.I didn’t wait. I pushed past her into the foyer, suitcase wheels dragging behind me. Delia’s floral perfume was everywhere. It made me want to gag. Then I smelled coffee. Good. They were home.I followed the light into the dining room.The scene was pathetic. Julian sat at the far end near the sideboard

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    Nasty 

    ~ Katia POV ~I sat in the car for longer than I meant to.The engine was off, the driveway stretching out in front of me, the Windsor mansion sitting in the rearview mirror like a question I had just spent the last hour answering, and I stared at the steering wheel and let everything Grandma Celeste had told me rearrange itself inside my chest into something I could actually use.Twenty-five percent of Windsor Empire Group.Every property. Every deed. Both names.A savings account opened seven years ago under the name Kat.I thought about the version of Julian I had constructed in my head over the past two years, the cold, unknowable man who kept everyone at arm's length and gave nothing away, who had looked at me across rooms and said less than he meant and more than he admitted, and I tried to square that version against a man who had been quietly putting my name on everything he owned since before I even knew his.I couldn't square it. The two versions of him refused to sit in the

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    Everything is under your name and his 

    Kata's POVI looked at Grandma Celeste again, and something in my voice came out quieter than I expected, the anger not gone but sitting underneath something else now, something colder and more calculating."Does he have offshore accounts?" I said. "Savings set up for Aiden. Shares. Anything I should know about."Grandma Celeste looked at me for a long moment, reading whatever was sitting on my face, and then something shifted in her expression, something that was not quite relief but was close to it, like a woman who had been holding a second secret and had just been given permission to set it down."After I confirmed you were his wife," she said, "I had someone look into his holdings. His full holdings, not just what the company reports publicly." She folded her hands in her lap. "Twenty-five percent of WEG is registered under your name, Katia. Has been for some time."The room went very quiet."I'm sorry?" I said."Twenty-five percent," she said again. "Of Windsor Empire Group. Und

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    How long have you known?

    ~ Katia POV ~I didn't call ahead.Calling ahead gave people time to prepare their faces, time to decide which version of the truth they were going to offer before you'd even walked through the door, and I had spent enough of my life sitting across from people who had prepared their faces. I was done being polite about it.The Windsor mansion sat at the end of a long private driveway that I had driven up more times in the past two years than I could count, and every single time I had believed I was coming as a guest. A welcome visitor. A friend of the family who had somehow, graciously, been allowed a seat at a table that had nothing to do with her.I parked and sat in the car for exactly one minute, long enough to decide I wasn't going to cry before I got inside, and then I got out.Grandma Celeste opened the door herself, which told me someone had seen the car coming up the drive and thought better of sending staff to intercept it. Her face did something complicated the moment she s

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    You Are Mrs. Windsor, Katia 

    Katia’s POVSam walked into my office and closed the door behind her. She sat down in the chair across from my desk and looked at me for a long moment without saying anything. I could tell from the way she held the folder in her hands that this was not going to be a short conversation.“Well, it wasn’t easy,” she said finally. “Julian hides everything. So I had to fuck my forbidden fruit to get some info.”I laughed even though my stomach was still turning from earlier. The sound came out a little shaky.“Maybe you should just go official with him,” I said.Sam leaned back in the chair and smiled.“Well, where is the fun in that? I just want to fuck him only, nothing much.”She opened the folder on her lap and looked down at the papers inside. I watched her face carefully. My hands felt cold on top of my desk.“The DNA confirms Windsor is indeed Aiden’s father,” Sam said.I got up from my chair so fast it rolled back and hit the wall. My legs felt weak. I had to put one hand on the de

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    Tell Her You Are Her Husband

    Julian’s POVI left Katia’s office and drove straight back to Manhattan. The drive from Brooklyn passed in a blur. I barely remembered stopping at lights or changing lanes. My mind kept replaying the same thing over and over. She was pregnant. She knew. And she still had not said a single word to me.I parked in the underground garage at WEG and took the private elevator up. My jaw stayed tight the whole way. I walked straight into my office and found Zane already there, sitting on the couch with his laptop open on his knees.“You look like shit,” he said the second I stepped inside.“Thank God I found you here,” I said, closing the door behind me. “I might have done something stupid. I need to know I’m not losing my mind.”Zane closed his laptop and leaned back. “Julian Windsor losing his mind? That can only be about Katia.”I started pacing the office. I stopped by the big window and looked down at the city below. Cars moved like small dots. People walked along the sidewalks. Everyt

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    Let’s be Official 

    ~Sam~Zane was a problem.Not in the way that Julian Windsor was a problem — Julian was a walking natural disaster with taped knuckles and a marriage certificate nobody knew about, and that was Katia's problem to survive. Zane was a different category of problem. He was the kind of problem that sho

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    Mind your own business

    Katia She wasn’t in her elegant luncheon attire today. She wore a rumpled, dark trench coat over her clothes, her hair wild and messy from the wind, her face completely flushed and blotchy under her smeared makeup. She had tracked Julian’s car. She had figured out that he had taken me here, to his

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    The Broken British Pride

    ~Jude~The mirror in the private suite of Mount Sinai Hospital was lying to me.It had to be. There was simply no other logical explanation. The reflection staring back at me did not belong to Jude Wolfe—the dashing, immaculate, thrice-crowned darling of the British motorsport press. It belonged to

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    The Alliance of the Weak

    ~Delia~I had to bribe the receptionist at the Sterling Motorsports executive suite three thousand dollars just to get past the elevator bay.My hands were shaking as I gripped the strap of my Chanel bag. I was a Kensington, but right now, I felt like a beggar. I was practically a ghost in Julian's

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