The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Dominic

After Vanessa’s question, I instantly feel stupid for asking such a thing, so I look to the side and clear my throat. “If you don’t want to tell me, just go.”

She sighs, coming back to me and sitting down on the couch across from me. She places her handbag on the other seat, leans back, then crosses her legs as she touches the sides of her neck for a few seconds with her eyes shut. I don’t know why she’s doing it, but it reminds me of yesterday and everything that happened while we stood in front of that mirror, including her ass coming in contact with my crotch.

It’s only when she begins to speak that I snap out of it

“I’m going to meet Patrick. He was my boyfriend in high school I only recently reconnected with him.”

“Are you two a thing again?” I hold my breath and I don’t even know why.

“Why would you ask me that?” She raises her eyebrows.

I clear my throat. “Just answer the question.”

She sighs. “No, we’re not

She then tells me all about him and how she plans to help him through my father–in–law,

“I see. Are you still in love with him?”

“What’s wrong with you?” She narrows her eyes as she glances at me, uncrossing her legs and leaning forward.

“Don’t look so surprised that I’m asking you such questions. I need to know That way, we’re on the same page with how to hide this from everyone around us.” Even as I say this to her, I don’t believe it myself.

“No, I’m not in love with him. My feelings have….changed.” Just for a second, she looks at me and I spot the same intense look from yesterday.

actually means, she

not in love with him makes me relax my tense

get together, you better tell me so we don’t fuck things up.”

said, my feelings have changed.” She reaches for her handbag as she rises to her feet, facing the other direction. “I’m leaving now.”

‘Cool.”

only on the article I’m reading, but I once again

but I can’t seem to give it a rest everytime I see her.

I drop my phone and ruffle my hair,

It’ll take some time for me to get used to it,

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get what she wants, will she do something like that again? Even if she does, she won’t get too close. I never aght a day would come when I’d have to tighten security

though I try not to think about it, I can’t help but wonder why she suddenly left yesterday when she came all the way e so she could speak to

essa

meeting up with my father. Patrick suggests we have

his choice, he pulls out a chair for me and says, “Even

of the restaurant at my four bodyguards standing outside, thinking about how they’d be

worry about them, I assure him. Just

of difficult considering they re right there, keeping

important that I’m right where they

be protected at all times and considering

just have them with me. I don’t always do this, but I just thought hey’d accompany

me?” He

something else. I chuckle, but it soon fades as 1 think about Carmella. I’m not afraid of her, but I

a nervous smile, Patrick says, “Im sorry I brought you to a