Her Biliionaire Husband

As she sat on his lap, Matthew held her by the waist. He showed genuine regret as he lifted her chin with one hand and caressed her skin with the other. "Can I get rid of the homewreckers around you if I reveal my identity?"

"I think that term is usually used for females," Veronica responded, chuckling as she found him amusing.

However, she had to admit that she found something about Matthew's jealous expression to be somewhat endearing.

And somewhat pitiful.

"Don't pay attention to others but me." Matthew Kings lightly squeezed her chin with his hand, implying punishment.

"Oh, Matt. Why would you even think that?"

Veronica was amused by Matthew's jealousy. She caressed his neck while encircling it with her hands and leaning close. "I only have eyes for you. Never mind Mateo or Liam; even if 100 men exposed strip naked in front of me, they wouldn't be as attractive as my husband."

"Really?"

"Of course."

She straightened up and nodded vigorously.

Looking into his eyes, she could see Matthew's concern in his uneasy expression. She felt so bad for him that she leaned down and kissed his lips.

The fact that they kissed didn't matter; however, once they started, they couldn't stop.

With a large hand holding the back of her head, Matthew savored the taste of her lips as he gently nibbled on them. He continued to lose himself in the kiss as if he were high on opium.

Unable to catch her breath, Veronica attempted to push Matthew away while patting his chest with her hand, but Matthew firmly held on.

"Matt, stop messing around. People will see," she mumbled as she let him kiss her lustfully.

His throbbing revealed his innermost feelings.

Veronica, however, was embarrassed that she nervously looked around, worried that Matthew might lose control of his emotions and do something that would later be seen by someone.

"It's okay. Not many people come here. They're all my people here."

He replied in a low, hoarse voice while leaning against her forehead and closing his eyes.

Veronica no longer had any reason to resist, even if she wanted to.

But…

"I—Matt, I'm worried that—"

"Silly girl. I'm here, so don't worry."

"You're the reason why I'm worried. I'm worried that you'll become overcome with passion and that people will see us, which would be so embarrassing."

With a large hand holding the back of her head, Matthew savored the taste of her lips as he gently nibbled on them. He continued to lose himself in the kiss as if he were high on opium.

Her face turned crimson, and even her ears turned red.

Matthew paused for a moment, hugged her, and leaned close to her ear. "But… I really want to do it now."