The Billionaire's Double Falling for the Black Widow

I was chosen by the richest billionaire in the city. For a whopping fivemilliondollar salary, I became his body double.

I originally thought my only job was to show my face in public when he wasn't feeling well.

I never expected that the very first task he gave me was to spend his wedding anniversary with his wife—and satisfy her every single need.

Meanwhile, his gorgeous secretary, Lily, kept dropping hints that she wanted to sleep with me to secure her job.

I quickly lost myself in this glamorous, alcoholsoaked lifestyle, surrounded by stunning women.

But I had no idea that the billionaire had his own dark, unspeakable secrets... "Luke Davis, you’ve got mail." My name is Luke. I’m a twentynineyearold software engineer.

My parents passed away years ago. I work day and night, pulling endless overtime just to make a miserable monthly salary of less than $3,000.

In a firsttier city, this pocket change is barely enough to keep me fed, let alone buy a house or a car. Aside from my coworkers, I don't even have any friends.

Who would write to me? I opened the envelope. Inside, there was only an address and a key. What was this supposed to mean?

Don't tell me some longlost rich uncle suddenly died and left me his estate? I’m not that lucky. Just as I was thinking this, my phone rang. It was an international number.

I hung up immediately. I’d been getting so many scam calls lately that my phone was practically burning up. It was always the same old tricks. Nothing new.

But before I could even put the phone down, it rang again. Seeing that the caller refused to give up, I finally answered. "Mr. Davis, please don't hang up.

I’m the butler of Julian Vance, the richest man in the city. Because you look almost identical to Mr.

Vance, we would like to hire you as his body double." "A body double?" I was stunned. I’d heard of the billionaire Julian Vance, but only in passing.

I had no idea what he looked like or what he actually did. "Yes. Due to health reasons, Mr. Vance needs to go abroad for treatment for six months.

To keep the company's stock price stable during this period, we need a double to take his place." "Mr. Vance is willing to pay you five million dollars.

Plus, he will cover all your expenses during this time. You only need to do exactly what he instructs." "Deal.

I’ll do it!" Hesitating for even half a second would be a massive disrespect to five million dollars. "Be at the address on the envelope by 6:00 PM.

I’ll send some background files to your phone. Tonight is your test.

Once you pass, a twomilliondollar deposit will be wired to your account." Looking at the mansion key in my hand, my lips curved into a smirk.

I never thought I’d see the day where I could make a living just by using my face.

I spent the entire afternoon reading through the files the butler sent me, memorizing the key details. Right on time, I arrived at the address.

Looking at the luxury estate in front of me, I had to admit I was incredibly jealous. Calling this place a mansion was an understatement. It was literally a private castle.

I took out the key and opened the massive front gate. As soon as I walked in, the housekeeper, Mrs. Gable, rushed over to greet me. "Mr. Vance, you’re back.

What would you like to drink?" She leaned down, taking my coat and placing a pair of slippers by my feet.

When she bent over, her snugfitting uniform with a low neckline revealed a generous view of her cleavage. This voluptuous woman in her thirties was absolutely stunning.

It was my first time being pampered like this.

I was a bit uncomfortable, but man, it felt good. "Darjeeling tea." According to the files, Julian Vance was a stern, powerful man who was absolutely obsessed with rare Darjeeling tea.

The housekeeper nodded, bowing slightly. "Madam is upstairs in the bedroom choosing her outfit. Today is your wedding anniversary.

She’s been looking forward to it all day." Hearing those words, my scalp instantly went numb. Wait, what? Madam? Wedding anniversary? Why the hell did nobody warn me about this?!

Cold sweat instantly drenched my back. The key in my hand suddenly felt incredibly heavy. Tonight was going to be a disaster. Clack!

Clack! Just as I was panicking, the sound of high heels echoing down the stairs caught my attention.

I looked up, and my eyes were immediately drawn to a pair of long, flawless legs. Then, a dropdead gorgeous woman appeared before me. It was Julian’s wife, Serena Vance.

Looking at her face, I couldn't help but gulp. She was stunning. Seductive. She looked almost like a supermodel, with an air of pure elegance.

Her eyes alone could steal a man's soul. With just one look, I felt like my heart was going to jump out of my chest. No wonder Julian Vance had to go abroad for medical treatment.

With a goddess like this around, no man’s body could handle it.

The next second, her sultry voice echoed. "I’m surprised you actually remembered what day it is." "I could forget anything, but never today," I replied with a smile, though my forehead was dripping with sweat.

Accompanied by a wave of intoxicating perfume, Serena reached out and gently wiped the sweat from my brow. "Look at you, you’re sweating.

Go take a shower." She turned to the housekeeper and ordered, "Mrs.

Gable, tell the kitchen to serve dinner in half an hour." I forced myself to stay calm, walked upstairs, found the master bedroom, and rushed into the bathroom to turn on the faucet.

I quickly stripped and sank into the warm water of the massive bathtub. Suddenly, the bathroom door clicked open.

Serena walked in. "Babe, let me give you a massage..." Before I could speak, a pair of soft, warm hands landed on my shoulders, gently kneading my tense muscles.

My heart was beating like a drum. I felt a sudden, thrilling rush of adrenaline. It was like I was sneaking around behind someone's back. Dangerous and incredibly exciting.

If Julian Vance ever found out about this, he’d strangle me to death. To avoid giving myself away, I kept my eyes tightly shut.

But as I was enjoying it, I realized those soft hands were starting to wander. They slithered down my neck, slowly moving down my chest. "I’m done washing.

Let's go eat first." I suppressed the wild desires inside me and grabbed her wandering hands. I looked up, meeting Serena’s watery, seductive eyes. My heart skipped a beat.

Imitating Julian's deep, cold tone, I said, "I’m hungry." "Hungry for what? Food, or..." She glanced down, and I instantly got her meaning. I quickly answered, "Food!

I’m starving!" Hearing this, Serena rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Your clothes are at the door.

I’ll wait for you downstairs." Only after she left did I finally breathe a sigh of relief. No way. I had to find an excuse to leave tonight.

If I stayed, something crazy was bound to happen! Just as I expected, when I went downstairs, Serena had changed into a stunning white evening gown.

She sat across from me and signaled Mrs. Gable to pour the wine. "Babe, try the Maine lobster.

It was flown in fresh this morning." As she leaned forward to plate the food for me, her lowcut gown left very little to the imagination.

I quickly looked down, focusing entirely on my plate. "Come on, babe. Happy anniversary." I’ve never been a good drinker, but tonight, I couldn't afford to ruin the act.

I had no choice but to raise my glass. "To my beautiful wife. May you grow more stunning every day." My words made Serena burst into a melodious laugh.

Her seductive eyes locked onto me, scanning my face. "Babe, you seem a bit different today." Crap! Did she notice something? My heart hammered against my ribs.

I instantly regretted running my mouth. Why did I have to say that? The next second, a hint of sadness flashed across Serena’s face. "You haven't been home in six months.

I thought you wouldn't even show up today." She didn't notice? I let out a quiet sigh of relief. It looked like their marriage wasn't doing too well.

Otherwise, who would leave a gorgeous wife like her alone for half a year? To avoid making any more mistakes, I stayed silent.

I focused all my attention on the delicious food in front of me.

Serena kept putting food on my plate. "Eat slowly, babe." "Here, have another glass." Before long, the bottle of red wine was empty. The gourmet food had all ended up in my stomach.

My low alcohol tolerance caught up with me, and my head started to spin. I leaned back against the chair to catch my breath.

Serena’s face was also flushed pink, and she was staring at me with bedroom eyes. "Babe, do you know how much I’ve missed you these past six months?" Her intoxicating scent drifted over, and beneath the table, she began rubbing her bare foot against my leg.

The fire I had desperately tried to put out was instantly reignited. Fueled by the alcohol, my brain went completely foggy.

I stood up, scooped Serena into my arms, and carried her straight toward the bedroom...

The next morning, I woke up and saw Serena sleeping peacefully beside me. My heart sank. The absolute worstcase scenario had happened.

Not only was my job as a double probably over, but Julian Vance would definitely kill me if he found out. Just as I threw on my clothes and prepared to sneak out, my phone rang.

It was the butler. I panicked, sweating over how I was going to explain what happened last night. "Hello?" "Mr. Davis, you performed exceptionally well last night. Mr.

Vance is highly satisfied. The initial deposit has been wired to your account. You need to head to the office today.

A car is waiting for you outside the villa." Ding! Just as I hung up, a bank notification popped up on my screen. Two million dollars!

I had never seen so many zeros in my entire life! Wait... I just slept with his wife, and that counted as passing the test? I really didn't understand the world of the ultrarich.

But at least I didn't have to worry about being murdered for now. Serena was woken up by the phone call. She mumbled sleepily, "Babe, who was that?" "Just the office.

I have some urgent business to handle." She sat up, her blanket slipping down to reveal her stunning curves.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and planted a soft kiss on my cheek. "Are you coming back tonight?" I nodded, gently pulling the blanket back up to cover her.

I did it mostly because I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself if I kept looking. After a bit of cuddling, I finally walked out of the villa.

A black RollsRoyce Cullinan was already waiting at the gate.

When I arrived at the company headquarters, a private assistant escorted me directly to the penthouse suite via a private elevator.

The office was a massive, luxury penthouse of over two thousand square feet. My rented apartment back home wasn't even five hundred square feet. Curse these filthy rich capitalists.

Shortly after I sat down, my private secretary, Lily, walked in carrying a hot cup of Darjeeling tea. "Mr. Vance, your tea." Lily was an Ivy League graduate.

She had a gorgeous face and a killer body, clearly the result of daily gym sessions. She was incredibly curvaceous. "Put it down." I gave her a quick glance and looked away.

I spent the morning playing games on my computer. When lunch rolled around, Lily walked back in with a premium heated lunchbox. "Mr.

Vance, I made this healthy lunch myself this morning. Please try it." There was lobster, fresh salmon, and a bowl of delicioussmelling soup. "Thanks.

That’s very thoughtful of you." As soon as the words left my mouth, Lily suddenly burst into tears. "Mr.

Vance... did I do something wrong?" I froze, completely baffled. "What?" "I’m so sorry, Mr. Vance! Tell me what I did wrong and I’ll fix it immediately. Please don't fire me!

My mother is still in the hospital, and I really need this job..." I realized I’d made another mistake by being too polite. I quickly waved my hand. "You did great.

I’m not firing you. Don't worry." But to my surprise, Lily dropped straight to her knees. "Mr.

Vance, please give me a chance to make it up to you." I sighed, leaning back in my leather chair and closing my eyes.

I was trying to figure out how to get this woman out of my office. But suddenly, I felt a pair of soft hands untying my belt. I snapped my eyes open. "Wait!

I don't need to change my pants!" Lily looked up at me with tearfilled, pleading eyes. "Mr. Vance, please... just give me this chance."

An hour later, I was lying on the kingsized bed in my private office lounge, catching my breath. I couldn't help but marvel at Julian Vance’s incredible life.

At night, he had a goddess like Serena waiting for him. During the day, he had a beautiful secretary like Lily throwing herself at him.

Having money really meant you could have whatever you wanted. When my shift ended, I went back to the villa. Mrs. Gable took my coat and poured my tea as usual.

But just as I was about to relax and scroll through TikTok, Serena wrapped her arms around my neck from behind. "How does it feel to live like a billionaire?" I froze.

The teacup in my hand slipped, shattering on the hardwood floor. I turned around, staring at her in sheer terror.

Serena let out a beautiful, dangerous laugh. "Am I delicious?" "You..." My cover was blown? Since when? How did she find out? Serena seemed to read my mind.

She waved her hand, dismissing Mrs.

Gable who had rushed over to clean up the broken glass. "I’ve been Julian Vance’s wife for six years." "No matter how much you look like him, you aren't him." "What do you want?" I asked, my voice trembling.

I expected her to be furious, but instead, the beautiful woman slowly walked over and sat right on my lap. "Now that you’ve tasted this life, do you really want to go back to being a broke nobody?" "Have you ever thought about... replacing him permanently?" "That way, you can keep me, and you can keep playing around with your little secretary at the office." Even though Serena was smiling, my scalp felt like it was about to explode.

How did she know about Lily too? But since she hadn't exposed me to the public yet, it meant I was still useful to her.

This was my only chance to survive. "What do you want me to do?" Once my brain started working again, I forced myself to calm down.

A flash of surprise crossed Serena’s eyes. "Perfect.

I knew I chose the right man." "From now on, I want you to be the real Julian Vance!" In an instant, I understood her plan. "That’s impossible! Once Mr.

Vance comes back, everything will fall apart!" "Besides, I’m a real person.

If I suddenly vanish, won't the police investigate my disappearance?" Serena gracefully pulled out a slim cigarette and lit it.

She blew a neat ring of smoke and smirked. "What if Julian Vance never comes back?" Is she planning to... No, that’s insane! That’s murder! My breathing turned shallow and rapid.

On one side was temptation, whispering for me to agree—to live a life of luxury with a beautiful woman and unlimited wealth.

On the other side was my sanity, reminding me that if we got caught, I would spend the rest of my life in a cold prison cell.

After a long, agonizing silence, I looked at her with bloodshot eyes and licked my dry lips. "How do I know I can trust you?" Seeing that I had taken the bait, Serena planted a satisfied kiss on my cheek. "I’m taking you somewhere tomorrow night.

Once you see what’s there, you’ll know you made the right choice." The next morning, I called one of my old coworkers. "Hey, who is this?" "Leo, it’s me, Luke." "Stop bullshitting me!

Luke is sitting right next to me. Scammers really need to check their timing." I froze. Unable to believe what I was hearing, I drove straight to my old office building.

Peering through the glass window, I saw someone sitting in my exact cubicle. It was a man who looked exactly like me! My old identity... had been stolen?

The next second, the man suddenly raised his head. He looked straight at me and flashed a chilling, meaningful smile...

I rushed back to the villa, feeling utterly lost. The moment I saw Serena, I knew she was the one behind this.

"Why?"

"Why what?"

Seeing her playing dumb, I gritted my teeth and demanded, "Why did you put someone in my place to steal my identity?!"

Serena stared at me for a few seconds, then crossed her arms and let out a cold laugh.

"Luke, who do you think you are? Do I need your permission to do anything?"

"You only have one path now. Play your part as Julian Vance perfectly. Do you understand?"

I took a few deep breaths. Ten minutes later, I finally calmed down and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where are we going?"

Serena checked her watch and went upstairs to change into casual sportswear.

"Let's go. Once you see him, you’ll be able to sleep easy."

Serena drove us herself. We drove all the way to a deserted warehouse near the docks before she finally cut the engine.

After waiting for about half an hour, a yacht pulled up to the dock.

We got on board. A tall, muscular man smiled at me.

"Mr. Davis, we finally meet."

That voice...

"You’re the butler who called me?"

I stood there, completely paralyzed, looking back and forth between the two of them.

Serena shrugged and ordered the butler, "Bring him out."

"What the hell is going on here?" My mind was a chaotic mess. The butler was working with Serena, so what about Julian Vance?

Was he...

Sure enough, my suspicion was confirmed.

The butler dragged a man out of the cabin. He looked exactly like me, but his skin was deathly pale and he was much thinner.

"Serena, you crazy bitch! I will never sign my shares over to you! Without me, the company will collapse!"

He was the real Julian Vance!

So Julian had been kept locked up by Serena this whole time.

The whole "body double" thing had been Serena's plan from the very beginning.

The medical treatment abroad, the sixmonth timeline—it was all a lie!

From the moment I answered that phone call, I had walked straight into Serena's trap.

I was like a pawn on a chessboard. Once selected, I didn't even have the right to fight back.

The man sitting in my old cubicle had completely erased Luke Davis from existence.

And he also erased my last way out.

Now, my only option was to cooperate with Serena and do exactly what she said.

Once I realized this, cold sweat soaked my clothes.

The way I looked at Serena was now filled with pure terror.

This woman was a monster.

Serena lit another cigarette.

"Julian, look at him. Do you think he can keep the company stable?"

Only then did Julian notice me standing in the shadows. Panic flashed through his eyes.

With just one glance, he knew exactly what Serena wanted to do.

"No! Serena, I’m the real Julian Vance! He’s an impostor! Have you thought about what will happen to you if this gets out?"

"Get out? Please. As long as you disappear forever, he will always be the real Julian Vance!" Serena sneered.

"What are you going to do? This is murder!"

The butler stepped up behind Julian, wrapping a thick rope around his neck.

"No! No! Please don't kill me! I’m not..."

Slowly, Julian stopped moving. His body went limp.

I licked my dry lips, but suddenly, I noticed something strange about the body.

He seemed to lack the commanding aura of a true billionaire, just like me.

But I didn't have time to think. Serena was already staring at me.

"Throw the body into the ocean."

I knew what this was. This was my loyalty test.

Now that I was on this boat, I either had to obey, or join him in the water.

Without a word, I dragged the heavy body to the edge and threw it into the dark waves.

As soon as we got back to the villa, Serena wrapped her arm around mine.

"Babe, let me tell you one more thing. Lily is also working for me."

"In fact, I’ve already moved her into the villa. Tonight, the two of us will reward you together..."