The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Dominic

"Shane?" I say to him as he gets closer, a smug expression on his face.

The last time I saw him was when he was trying to touch Vanessa at the party. I would've never expected it to be him and now that I know, I can't even take this seriously anymore. The sight of him makes me shake my head in disbelief.

"You know what? I'm out of here. I don't have time for this bullshit."

Just like that, I turn around to leave the park but I stop in my tracks when Shane threatens me.

"You're free to leave. That will just make it easier for me to go to the press with what I know."

I turn around, narrowing my eyes at him as I wonder if he actually knows something.

"What happened? I thought you wanted to leave?" He scornfully looks at me.

"What the hell is this about?"

"It's okay. You'll find out through the press. You were already on your way out anyway."

I sigh, quickly making my way back to him. "Talk."

He sits down on the bench and crosses his legs. "Isn't it a beautiful day?"

and stop wasting my time!" I ball my hands

at me with a smirk. "Remember how in high school, you and I were so competitive and I always wanted to beat you? No matter what I did, I couldn't. You always came out on top and that made you so annoying to me. Even when I found

you on TV with Vanessa, attending social events, going to the children's hospital and all that shit but all this time, that affection

and my heart starts

talking about," I say to

everything. You're not as close as you make it seem with Vanessa. You don't

widen a little and I look away, unable to

was in on it. You and Carnella have been together for a long time now but your parents never liked her. You

what will happen if this gets out to the public. My father will never

dare do such a thing." I

it when the information I have is

went viral

lots of opportunities for me. I don't know which fucker took that video but it went so viral that everyone I wanted to work with found me disgusting. Can you imagine that? Anyway, if you really don't want me to go to the press with this, then

"What's that?"

up for everything I lost out on

grab him by the collar, unable to contain my anger as I say. "What do you think this

need to get so angry. You're so wealthy that you easily spend money on anything. I mean hey, you bought your wife the 200 million dollar necklace and that's just something that goes around her neck. That means you

him away, I say,

not going to benefit from this

and there's no shame in doing

furious that I just want to punch him right now, but I choose not to, only because I need

you about all this?" I ask,

very reliable. They're a source that even you can't deny.

"Fuck you!"