The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Dominic

The moment my father mentions a rat eating the leftovers. I turn around to face the wall as I clench my other fist, close my eyes and almost punch the wall but end up pressing my fist against it to contain my anger.

I know exactly what Vanessa meant when she said it like that. How dare she go that far and insult my babe!

Composing myself since my father’s still on the line, and I wouldn’t want him to suspect a thing. I relax my fist, turn around and lean against the wall again.

“I don’t know where she got that from,” I say while shaking my head. “There are no rats here”

“Are you just trying to get out of this?” He sounds like he’s in disbelief. “How is it that you’re on a beautiful island with rats in the house? I don’t want my daughter–in–law in such an environment running with rats

“It’s not what you think.”

“Is that supposed to make me worry less? You paid a huge sum of money to your friend to be on that island and now this happens? Being the kind hearted person Vanessa is, I know she’s trying not to make a big deal out of it but I don’t like it. You know what? Leave that island. I’ll pay for wherever it is she wants to go.”

“Father, slow down. Everything’s alright. She’s in good hands”

Will you protect her from those

It takes me a moment to respond, Vanessa’s clearly causing trouble for me on purpose,

I can’t believe I’m even having this conversation with my father As I wonder what I can do, I quickly come up with something to ease his worries.

“You’re getting all worked up for nothing. I saw no rats here and she didn’t mention anything to me. Everything’s fine.”

“You’re obviously trying to cover this up but son, I’m warning you right now. You better make sure she’s well taken care of”

“That’s exactly what I’m doing”

“You’re clearly not doing a good job with that rat problem!”

I rub my temples while shaking my head. This is ridiculous and can’t even say that to him.

“Father, you know how much I care about my wife and I’ll do anything to make sure she’s safe. Don’t worry. I’ll handle this.”

“Excellent! Now you’re talking. My responsible son is who you are and one day, it’ll work to your advantage.”

I know he’s hinting at me taking over the family business and it boosts my ego as I imagine myself in his office with the chairman name tag on my desk.

He loves it when I show great concern for Vanessa. That’s all I need to do and nothing else matters to him

“I have to go now. There’s a board meeting soon. And son!”

“Yes, father?”

“Send me the footage as soon as you can. We’re all eagerly waiting to see you two lovebirds on the island.”

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III

Chapter 7

index finger along the

you

Enjoy your

“You too.”

soon as the call ends, I wrap my hand around my phone so tightly that I might break

get back at her for her actions and this time. I’ll make sure

I’m still in my white robe, I head over to Vanessa’s room so I can confront

about how I need to send those pictures

love to see.

fake pictures of us enjoying our time together, that’s

get to her bedroom door, I knock on it a little aggressively, ready to

doing this on purpose. She can at least say something,

then hear a door creak from inside and that makes me assume she just came

that she’s closer, I knock on the door

just wait,” she says from inside.

kidding me right now? N

ever made me wait before

out at her but as

he door,

words

her tiny waist and and accentuate her wide hips. Lastly, her hair’s in a messy bun with a few strands falling on both sides

soon

“Are you

with an attrude as she crosses

to take away something else

step forward and she instantly begins to move backwards, like

I say nothing to her and she gets more flustered as our eyes lock.

against the wall that I stop moving. Only an ch

to accomplish by saying that to my father?”

looks away, tucking the loose strands that fall on the side of her face behind her ear.

know what you’re talking

trying to act dumb. How dare you call my

with a dramatic gasp, placing

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Chapter 7

eyes glance at her perky breasts. However, I soon look away, trying to keep my eyes

so don’t act like you don’t

second. When did 1 call Camella a rat?” Her forehead creases as she drops her head

called my father.” I glance at her exposed neck now that her head’s

chuckle brings my gaze back to

he tell you that I was

weren’t talking about her, who were you talking about? clench my

“I was only talking

is