The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Vanessa

My entire life, I've never checked on my phone as much as I have today and it's only because I keep hoping that Dominic has texted me or something, even though I would hear it from the ringtone.

Ever since he checked up on me this morning, there hasn't been any other moment that he's gotten in touch with me. It makes it difficult for me to call or text him first just to find out how it went with Carmella because I can't tell what he's up to right now.

The more I think about it, the more it makes me anxious.

While getting ready to meet up with Sophie and Jake for a late afternoon meal, my phone is on speaker as I talk to Mia about what happened with Patrick since I couldn't talk to her about it before as she was busy.

"I can't believe after everything you've done for him, he decided to be a jerk! You know what? Dominic did the right thing when he punched him. In fact, he should've done it a few more times. I know I would. Have you been in touch with him since it happened?"

"No. I want to keep my distance for now."

"For now? Are you serious? Just completely stay away from him. What could you possibly still want from someone like him? From what you've told me, he wasn't sorry about it. He's an asshole!"

I sigh. "You're right about that."

"Then cut him off completely no matter how much he apologizes."

I shake my head. "I don't see that happening. He made it clear."

"That's even more of a reason to cut him off. I'm actually surprised he didn't fight back when Dominic punched him."

I chuckle. "He wouldn't dare. He's skinny compared to my husband."

As I go on to describe Dominic's strength, not only do I find myself thinking about the sight of him last evening when he had a towel wrapped around his lower half and towered over me, but also the moment his dominant gaze instantly made me submissive.

is my father right now, but I can't

and Jake at his restaurant helps me forget about Dominic for a while and what could be going on

in the middle of the table as our preferred meal, Jake hands me a

to ask her that," Sophie

her about the food." He

it and for a while, it works but soon, I find myself wondering why I haven't yet heard

I ask,

about

first assumption is that they know

her?" I ask,

to her?" She tilts her

chimes in, his tone already filled with disapproval just like his body language. "You two really

still don't know what happened between you two but keep it that way. You're not alike in

side with a sigh as

some pictures while still having our meal and she

"You keep

see the pictures. They haven't even been delivered yet. Is he busy or something?" She

try my best to sound as

for her to nod in understanding and my heart sinks. If only they

how much time

matter the

keep doing it, hoping that eventually, I'll hear from him. I

I even go upstairs but I'm informed

my handbag on the

begin, my phone rings and my first thought is that

to my handbag with wide eyes as I take out my phone but instantly pout a little because it's not