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!"

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 out what you feared, it was only a small victory in my eyes. You were this perfect student. But now, it turns out you're just a son of a bitch." "What are

the children's hospital and all that shit but all this time, that affection you show each other is just

and my heart starts

don't know what you're talking about," I say to him,

is lie to me because I know everything. You're not as close as you make it seem with Vanessa. You don't

and I look

a long time now but your parents never liked her. You married Vanessa just so you could

this gets out to the public. My father will never forgive me.

do such a thing." I warn

have is just so juicy?"

Is it because of that video that went viral

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 you have to

"What's that?"

make up for everything I lost out on since you're a

by the collar, unable to contain my anger

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 can afford anything. You're going to give me what I want or I'm going to tell the press about your

away, I say,

same information that could make headlines, so start making me feel like I'm not going to benefit from this because no matter what, I'm going to leech off you." "Aren't you ashamed of yourself for saying

and there's

but I choose not to, only

this?" I ask, my

me about this is very reliable. They're a source that even you can't deny. So, here's exactly what want from

"Fuck you!"