The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Dominic

Frank's suggestion sounds so perfect that it makes me smile for a moment as I nod but only a few seconds later, I shake my head with a frown. "Are you sure this is going to work?" I ask.

"You obviously can't do this here at the party but trust me, this has to work," he says to me.

"Why are you so sure?"

"Just so we're clear, I'm not saying Vanessa's going to forgive you, but it's going to be a start and that's what we want, right?"

I sigh. "I guess you could say that."

"I'm glad we're on the same page. Now, when the opportunity presents itself, that's when you're going to do it."

I nod, patting him on the back as I say, "Once again, you've proven to be of good use to me."

"And one of these days, you'll also be of good use to me. Now, let's just go and order that food. You know the gorgeous ladies are waiting!"

As we make our way back to the rest of the crowd, I glance at our table and Vanessa is still taking shots like crazy.

"I admit that I love seeing Vanessa like this," Frank says. "At the same time, all that whiskey is going to fuck her up but hey, no big deal because you're here."

"She doesn't even want me to take care of her."

"But you know that it doesn't matter because at the end of the day, you'll still be right there taking care of her. Honestly if I were her, I wouldn't even be here right now. In fact, I would've gone far away!" "Then it's a good thing you're not her."

He chuckles, then suddenly turns serious. "Hey, what are you going to do about Carmella?"

"What do you mean?"

"Are you just going to let her get away with this?"

won't give it to her. I'll just focus on what I

make the order for the food, Frank smacks the side

the hell did you do

a smirk, tilting his head to the side to guide

look over and Vanessa's still in her seat, swaying to the music as she drops her head from left to right. The other girls cheer her on as they dance with her and it's actually such a pleasant sight to see. After ordering the food, Frank and I make our way back to

Just get up and dance!" the

her

and we all dig in. Vanessa and I reach for the same kebab at the same time and she shoots me a glare, making me instantly give it up for her. While she focuses on her food, she stops taking shots but even if she doesn't take

a while, she lightly shimmies her shoulders with a giggle, looking right at the other girls who are doing the same thing. She even has the same expression as she looks at Frank but

me makes me look right at her side profile, my gaze fixed on the deepest part of her waist and the perfect

have a good time, I can tell that she's almost losing her balance, so I keep a close watch on her, the sight of her figure right next to me making me bite

the rest of us, her balance already unsteady and I'm alert, trying

her on, I glance at Frank again and he can see how concerned I am, so he gives me a light nod

as she sees me, she begins to move away. While taking another step back, she trips but I wrap my arm around her waist and she glares at me with her drunken eyes. She places her hands on my chest so she can push me away but doesn't even seem

pokes my chest with her finger, her voice a little louder than

won't let you embarrass yourself by falling in these high

I actually need your

but you wanted

you so close?" She grabs

I'm not going anywhere,

Then

starts dancing and throws

sways her hips and runs her fingers through her hair. It's almos as if she doesn't mind that I'm here right now. I know she

she misses a step and I act quickly, placing my hands on

"Watch your step."

with her smokey eyeshadow, she says, "I don't need you telling

her closer

"You definitely won't be the

throws her hands in the air again while moving to the beat, and watching her while having her so close only makes my heart race. I didn't know she could dance like this

move to the beat, the alcohol in her body now completely fucking her up. She wraps her arms around my neck and presses her body against mine, resting her head on my chest as she groans softly. I can even feel