The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Brushing my hair while standing in front of the mirror takes me longer than it should as I can't stop observing Liam in the background. He hasn't been the same since he suddenly zoned out and has barely said a word to me. Could it be that I did something wrong? Unable to take it anymore, I turn around, lean against the dressing mirror and playfully say, "You must be so lost in thought that you can't see how pretty my dress is."

He looks over at me with a chuckle, instantly approaching me as he nods with approval.

"You look beautiful." He kisses my forehead, rubbing the palms of his hands on the sides of my arms.

Though the forehead kiss feels warm, I can't help but feel he's not yet being his usual self.

"Is everything okay with you?" I ask, looking up at him.

He sighs. "Of course. I just have a lot on my mind."

Tucking my hair behind my ears, I point at them and say, "I'm all ears."

He giggles, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my forehead again.

"I bet you thought that was funny," he says.

"It definitely was." I nod while resting my head in his chest. "Can you please tell me what's on your mind?"

"I'll be fine."

My heart sinks a little, feeling like he's shut me out.

"Are you sure?" I ask.

"Don't worry about it. Now..."

He trails off, then suddenly lifts me and heads out the door.

"Hey, what are you doing?" My eyes widen as my feet dangle. Looking down at me, he proudly says, "Can't I carry my wife?"

charmer,

proudly nods. "That's one of the reasons you're mine

his neck as he carries me down the stairs and while I want him to focus on

the chefs, who have been waiting so they can lead us to the dining room even though

down before we get there. It makes me feel a little awkward but I wouldn't want

of the table and plan to be present while Liam and I have breakfast but before he even puts me down, he allows them to leave, saying it while slightly tightening his grip on my thigh. Now left alone, he puts me down and pulls out a chair for himself to take a seat. My jaw drops at how he didn't start with mine, I pull out my own but just as I'm about to take a seat, he suddenly pulls me down and I sit right on his

from this one." He bites his bottom lip, looking down at the

find it sexy, my stomach rumbles and I say,

suggestive as he

if he's about to pull down my underwear and take me right here. The thought of it surprisingly excites me, but he clears his throat and begins to reach for the bowls, leaving me a little disappointed. I can't help but internally laugh at myself at how I now easily have such wild

for the bowls seems to be easy at first, it turns out to only be the case with those closest

further away, I attempt to get up so I can get it, but he holds onto my thighs to keep

get up unless

commanding tone is so sexy that I instantly obey and sit

reach for that

case, go

with that, I get up, leaning over so I can reach for

down?" I look back and find him staring right at my ass. It's only now that I realize the view he has is of me bending over. "Hurry up and sit back down before I forget about

shaking my head as I sit back down

of the way he keeps staring at me, and all the suggestive things coming out of his mouth, the opposite happens and we make our way to the beach. The private island

bottom half of my dress and I have

shouldn't have worn this

chin, he says, "I'm glad you did. The wind is on my side and shows me everything I want

my

front of me, giving me the view of his back and I immediately figure out he wants me to hop on,

on the shore, then faces the other direction and runs towards the sea. My

right in with me, both of us instantly getting soaked as he