The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

What should've only been a weekend has now been a whole month, all while helping Aileen find her biological parents with the limited information she has, but nothing has come out of it so far. Even after learning of her background, it hasn't stopped me from getting closer to her.

My parents keep bugging me about staying away from Aileen, but no one can make me stay away from her, especially now and tonight, they have no choice but to finally meet her.

While I've kept my word about not fucking her, it's one of the hardest things I've ever done. Each time I'm close to her, I just want to touch her and make her mine and I'm not the only one, but I made a promise to her.

She should've left a month ago since she had no money, but I've let her stay at one of my apartments for as long as she wants. She initially didn't want to but soon agreed to it. She's not the type to easily accept such an offer, which has made me wonder just how much she suffered at the hands of her adoptive parents.

I've noticed her typing harshly a few times and it's obvious that it's someone from back home. She's always dismissive afterwards, but I know it gets to her.

The continued success of Project J-25 means more work and I should be focused right now but made adjustments to my schedule just so we could get to know each other and it was worth it. I've come to realize she's not afraid to speak her mind and I rarely come across such girls as they're afraid of my reaction, but she's different and that makes me want her even more.

After a meeting at the office, I drive back to the apartment, putting my phone on speaker while I speak to Josh.

"It's not fair that you get to be out there enjoying yourself and I have to cover for you most of the time!" he says from the other end of the line.

"It's not like I'm gone all day. I still show up at work. You know I can't just leave Aileen alone."

"You could always leave her with me."

"Forget it."

"Come on! When will I even meet her? You've kept her away from me this whole time!"

"I don't think she'd be able to handle the likes of you."

"You're just scared she'll fall for me."

I scoff. "Someone as smooth as me struggled to get to where my relationship is with her today and you think it'll be that easy for you?" "You're really making this work with her, huh?"

"Of course I am."

"It's just hard to believe that the mighty playboy Liam, has let his guard down for a simple small town girl."

"She likes me, too. Why do you think she's my girlfriend? That's why it had to be her. And don't call me a playboy. That's not who I am." "For now. You know certain habits never die."

"What makes you think it's the case?"

"That's what Stephanie says."

clench my jaw. "I see

not the one who broke her heart. You

or just call me when she feels like it. I did nothing

of energy

trying to find the best way to tell

on! Have you been secretly fucking her? Is that why

trying to find the best way to tell

I'm talking

the call, dialing Kate's number then keeping my eyes on

in a long time." Her tone is low

on, which is why

serious? Need me to

"I'm getting married soon."

"Oh... anyone I know?"

going to be my wife, she's all I need.

you fucking kidding me? Do you think you can just

We both know it's been nothing serious, but her reaction leaves me in disbelief. Whatever the case, I

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personally picked out by her. Her taste is usually covered up, leaving it all to the imagination and for now, I like it

her baggy jeans and oversized shirt, she gets off the couch and smiles at me as she approaches, my eyes trying to

says, wrapping her arms around

her waist, my hand sinking deeper and deeper. This is the one time I

lips on hers for a gentle kiss and quickly pull away before I get so carried away that I'll strip her naked and bury my face right between her legs. "How's the week so far?" I ask, still not letting go

my chest, slowly rubbing it while looking up at me with an expression

combined efforts of Meryl and those you assigned to help me, there's still

that the only thing bothering

a chuckle. "How

can I say? I'm just that

"I'm nervous about

Everything will

my parents don't approve of her, but it doesn't matter because this evening, I'll change

for something more fitting for the occasion," I

excited and so am

her figure in different types of clothing and when we get there, the outfits don't disappoint. I can only look but not touch. While it feels like