The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Vanessa

Since Dominic's drunk, he staggers all the way back until he runs into a wall, then just stands there while facing the floor.

Though the room falls silent, I can hear my own heart beating fast along with my heavy breath. It takes me a moment to compose myself as I process the fact that he's on the other side of the room because of

me.

"I'll start by stating the obvious," I say with an effort, taking a step closer towards him. "I'm way past my fertile window. That's why this shouldn't even be happening. I understand that you're going through a hard time after your break up with Carmella. You act like it doesn't bother you much, but I can see that it does. You only come to me when you need to feel a certain way but afterwards, it's like it never even happened. Honestly, I don't like it and I refuse to be that person, so fix yourself without using me."

He only stands in place, still facing the floor and doesn't say a word but right now, it doesn't matter. Though he's drunk, I hope he doesn't forget this. I admit that I love it when he makes love to me with all that arousing foreplay, but it only makes me feel worse when I feel closer to him, yet he becomes even more distant with me.

Glad I've gotten it off my chest and stuck to the promise I made to myself of resisting the temptation, I hold my head high and make my way out of the study.

In the elevator, I close my eyes as I think about what it's going to be like tomorrow between the two of us. I don't know what to expect, but I've made myself clear. If he ends up touching me again with a sexual need, I'll just have to repeat myself and this time, when he's sober.

I get to my bedroom for a quick shower and while the water soaks my scalp, I find myself thinking back to what happened in the study.

It seems he was so bothered by the fact that Carmella seduced him while naked, yet he felt nothing. The way I remember it, he could never resist her before. That might've also added to his actions, but it doesn't matter. I refuse to let him touch me again only because he needs me. No matter how difficult it gets, I won't fall for it. I shouldn't.

It's 30 minutes past 9 in the morning and I'm at the dining table having breakfast alone. It turns out Dominic left a few hours ago, just like he's been doing for the past few days. I wish he didn't leave so early just so I could find out if we're going to his parents' house together for dinner this evening. My mother-in-law called not too long ago.

I know I can still just send him a text or give him a call, but I keep being so hesitant because I don't know what to expect after what I said last evening. After I tell myself there's still so much time since it's only in the morning, I decide to focus on my breakfast while having a chat with Mia on my phone.

p.m. and I still can't bring myself to call or text him and at the same time, I wonder why he hasn't reached out to me. Could it be that he's mad

the realization that he might not be the first to get in touch with me, I decide to give him a call. A text would work, too, but I

dial his number, clearing my throat as I wait. It takes a while for him to pick up and when he does,

"What is it?"

could be a little more polite. Imagine I was with Sophie and the phone was

and you know it.

received a call this morning

"I know."

you'll be back early enough so we can leave

there. Go

head. "I see. I guess I'll see

"Yeah."

my eyes, letting the reality sink in. Not only is he distant, he's mad at me or close enough. Even if he

Dominic

I thought I'd just go for it, but to my surprise, she rejected me and even worse, she pointed out what's wrong with me. I never saw that coming and if I'm being honest, she

my relationship problems, but it's the fact that she said it to my face which bothers me so much. Maybe that's why I've been grumpy today. I shouldn't even be surprised that she told me all

before. I was certain that because she loves the way I fuck her and everything I do to her with my fingers and tongue, she would easily give in, but I guess she got tired of what happened afterwards. It's because of this

Is it because I know that nothing will ever happen? It doesn't matter anyway. I still can't believe I was so drunk that I started telling her about Carmella and I actually meant

something that's been on my mind and I've finally told Frank about it during our

think?" he says, placing his elbows on the table.

so sexy, especially when she got naked yet I felt nothing.

one other thing I can think of." He strokes his