The Unexpected Romance with the Billionaire

"What are we eating for lunch?" Isabella asked as she stood in the kitchen, which connected seamlessly to the living room and dining area.

Her husband, millionaire Tyler Soberino, the owner of one of the biggest real estate companies in the country, sat in the dining room, absorbed in his iPad while finishing breakfast.

Isabella removed her apron and walked over to him. "Tyler, I'm talking to you."

Tyler sighed, finally looking up at her. "I'm sorry, my love. You know how work can be. Anything you cook is always perfect," he said, gently raising her hand to his lips and kissing it.

Isabella offered a faint smile, though her heart ached. She knew she didn't always get the attention she deserved from Tyler, especially with how consumed he was by work.

"Ella, I need to go now," Tyler said as he stood, already reaching for his office bag. "Take care of yourself today, keep busy, and make sure you look as beautiful as always."

He smiled at her, a practiced gesture that barely touched his eyes, then turned and walked away without so much as a kiss or a proper goodbye. Isabella watched her husband of six years leave, feeling the familiar pang of longing in her chest. She always craved more from him, but it seemed impossible to capture his full attention.

She stood, gathered the remaining dishes, and headed to the kitchen to wash them. As she scrubbed the plates, her phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID-Sofia, her sister-in-law.

"Hello, Sofia!" Isabella greeted, trying to sound cheerful.

"Hello, darling! How are you?" Sofia's warm voice came through the line.

"I'm great," Isabella replied, though she could hear Sofia talking to Xander in the background.

"You need to get up, or your employees won't respect you!" Sofia shouted to Xander.

"Fine, I'm getting up!" Xander's groggy voice grumbled.

Isabella chuckled softly. She loved the dynamic between her brother and his wife-it was a relationship filled with mutual support and affection, something she often envied.

"Sorry about that," Sofia said, returning to the call. "You know how your brother is-always trying to sleep in."

"I love you, Bella!" Xander's voice called out from the background.

"Hate you," Isabella teased back, laughing.

"Whatever," Xander muttered, followed by the sound of a door slamming-likely him heading to the bathroom.

"Bella, I called to tell you that I found you a job," Sofia announced.

"Oh, really? Where?" Isabella asked, excitement bubbling up inside her.

"I talked to my boss, and he agreed to take you on. Don't worry, it's office work, paperwork mostly, with a construction company."

Isabella sighed with relief. "I really hope Tyler will agree. You know how he is; he doesn't want me to work."

"Bella, you have to stand up for yourself," Sofia advised firmly. "You have the right to work and pursue your own goals. But I know how you are-you always let your feelings for him hold you back. Just ask him and let me know by tomorrow, okay?"

After the call ended, Isabella decided to prepare Tyler's favorite meal. Maybe if she pleased him first, he'd be more open to the idea of her working. She had asked him ten times before, and each time, he refused, insisting that he could provide for them both.

She checked the fridge and realized she needed to go shopping for the most important ingredient.

•••

After a quick shower, Isabella dressed and headed downstairs, only to hear the doorbell ring. She opened the door to see her friend, Tina, standing there, her eyes lighting up with laughter.

"Oh, you remind me of the nerdy Isabella Flores," Tina teased.

Tina was as bold in appearance as ever, with bright, eye-catching hair.

Isabella Soberino, however, felt a sting of offense, though she hid it well. She liked how she dressed-a simple shirt and a long skirt, her hair tied back in a ponytail. Tina's comment brought back memories of her awkward high school days, when she could never have imagined ending up married to Tyler Soberino, the notorious bad boy.

"I thought you'd upgraded yourself to Isabella Soberino," Tina said with a grin as she sauntered into the house in her knee-high boots and short dress, her hair in carefree waves.

Isabella glared at her. "You can't just come into my house and insult me."

"Relax, bestie, I'm just teasing. Anyway, didn't you find another housemaid?" Tina asked.

Isabella recalled their last maid, Lucia, who had made it her mission to seduce Tyler by constantly arranging for him to see her in compromising positions.

"No, I haven't found a new one yet," Isabella replied. "But I'm not alone-Tyler's here."

"And when he goes to the office?" Tina pressed.

"You could always come and stay with us," Isabella offered.

"No, but I'm actually living in this neighborhood now," Tina revealed.

Isabella smiled, realizing she would see her best friend more often. "Why don't you escort me to the store? I need to do some shopping."

"I need to pick up something s*xy anyway," Tina said, playfully shaking her hips.

"I guess you're still with that guy you met at the club," Isabella remarked as they headed to the car. "This must be your longest relationship-seven months, right?"

They got into Isabella's car. "Yeah, Taylor's amazing," Tina gushed. "He gets me whatever I want, even the house I'm living in."

Isabella raised an eyebrow as she settled into the driver's seat. "Really?"

"And he's getting me a car soon. He takes me on the best outings, and I have to say, the s*x is incredible. What a man I've snagged for myself," Tina continued with a satisfied smile.

"When do I get to meet him?" Isabella asked as she started the car.

"Whenever you want! I'm sure he'd be glad to meet you too," Tina smiled back.

Isabella returned the smile, genuinely happy for her friend. Tina had found a stable and supportive boyfriend, unlike her own distant husband. But Isabella reminded herself that every couple has their own challenges, and they were no different.

She knew Tyler loved her, even if he had a hard time showing it. And for now, that was enough.

They arrived at the supermarket and got out of the car. Isabella quickly gathered everything she needed before accompanying Tina to a nearby lingerie store. Tina found a s*xy red set and immediately took a picture of it.

Isabella watched as Tina's eyes sparkled with excitement, clearly planning to send the photo to Taylor.

Tina's phone rang, and she answered with a flirty tone. "Do you love what you see? Just imagine how it'll look on me."

Isabella watched as Tina sauntered away, the confidence in her stride unshakable. She turned her gaze to the lingerie displays around her. Beautiful, classic sets of bras and panties caught her eye. Should she pick some up for herself?

She decided to indulge.

Tina returned with a knowing smile. "Ah, getting something for your Ty?"

"No, these are for me," Isabella said, trying to sound nonchalant. "Tyler doesn't care what I wear."

"Let me tell you a secret, dear," Tina said, leaning in. "Men do notice and appreciate it-especially when it's worn just for them."

Isabella smiled, though the comment lingered in her mind. "If you're done, let's go. I don't want to waste time."

When Isabella got home, she immediately started preparing the special dinner she hoped Tyler would enjoy. Afterward, she would bring up the job offer once more.

Tyler had been living in her parents' home since the tragic loss of his own parents when he was seven. Even though they had been polar opposites in school, barely speaking to each other, she had always harbored a secret crush on him. The happiest day of her life had been when Tyler Soberino, the same bad boy she'd admired from afar, had gotten down on one knee and proposed to her in front of their entire family.

After finishing dinner preparations, she went to their room. She carefully arranged the bras, panties, and lingerie she had bought, remembering Tina's words about men loving to see their women wear something special for them.

Tonight, Tyler would see a different side of Isabella.

•••

Meanwhile, Tina Mercedes stood in front of her mirror, admiring how the red lingerie clung to her curves, accentuating every inch of her body. She smiled at her reflection, feeling incredibly s*xy.

The doorbell rang, and she knew it was him. She slipped on a pair of high heels and strutted to the living room, opening the door with a sultry smile.

Tyler Soberino stood there, his eyes darkening with desire the moment he saw her. He stepped inside, his hands immediately finding her waist and pulling her close. His lips crashed against hers, urgent and demanding.

"Slow down, Tyler," Tina whispered against his mouth, teasing him.

"You don't know what you do to me, Tina. I want you right now," Tyler growled as he lifted her onto the dining table, his hands roaming her body with a hunger that made her shiver.

Tina's fingers worked to unbutton his shirt, trailing across the hard planes of his chest. He unclipped her bra, letting it fall away as he groaned in appreciation. "D*mn, you look so sweet."

"Then why don't you taste me?" Tina whispered seductively, nibbling his earlobe.

Tina’s room had a cozy vibe, with elegant décor and sheer curtains that fluttered in the moonlit breeze. The soft glow cast over the plush bed, draped in luxurious linens and fluffy pillows, enveloped her and Tyler as they lay wrapped in each other’s arms.

Tina rested her head on Tyler’s chest, tracing patterns across his skin. “You didn’t even let me show you how sexy I looked in the new lingerie I bought for you,” she teased, pouting playfully.

“The moment I saw you at the door, I couldn’t resist, babe. You look new to me every day,” Tyler replied, a smile tugging at his lips.

Tina looked up at him, a glint in her eyes. “I do it all for you. And I have some news that might make you want to stay with me even longer.”

“Tell me,” Tyler said, intrigued.

“Your wife got a job offer, recommended by her dear sister-in-law, Sofia Flores,” Tina revealed confidently.

“That woman can’t stay away from my wife, always filling her head with ideas about