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.

can make out what it actually means,

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nod. “In case you two get together, you better

said, my feelings have changed.” She reaches for her handbag as she rises to her feet, facing the other direction.

‘Cool.”

she makes her way to the door again, I try to keep my eyes only on the article I’m reading, but

myself to stop doing this, but I can’t seem to give it

my phone and ruffle my hair, wondering if I’m acting this way just

to say? It’s over between us. It’ll take some time for me to get used to it, but I’m not changing my mind. I’ve experienced just how manipulative and heartless she can

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but wonder why she suddenly left yesterday when she came all the way e so she could speak to me.

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