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 looks away and

admit it, but the fact that she’s not in love with him makes me relax

case you two get together, you better tell me so we don’t fuck things

I said, my feelings have changed.” She reaches for her handbag as she rises

‘Cool.”

keep my eyes only on the article I’m reading, but I once

this, but I can’t seem to give it a

the door, I drop my phone and ruffle my hair, wondering if

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

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won’t get too close. I never aght a day

not to think about it, I can’t help but wonder why she suddenly left yesterday when she came all the way

essa

Patrick suggests we have

we get to the restaurant of his choice, he pulls out a chair for me and says, “Even through the glass, your dyguards are so

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

I assure him. Just pretend

they re right there,

important that I’m right where they can see me.”

sounds like you have to be protected at all times and considering the fact that

say that.” I chuckle dismissively. “It’s my decision to just have them with me. I don’t always do this, but I just thought hey’d

because of me?”

else. I chuckle, but it soon fades as 1 think about Carmella. I’m not afraid of her, but I just don’t know what’s going

you to a simple restaurant when you’re used to dining in only the