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, you

one of the reasons you're mine right now. Let's

and while I want him to focus on making his way down,

finally makes it down the last step and walks past the chefs, who have been waiting so they can lead us to the

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

it to the dining room, the chefs stand at the end 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

from this one." He bites his bottom lip, looking down at the curves of my lower half perfectly placed on

my stomach rumbles and

is suggestive as he rests his

his throat and begins to reach for the bowls, leaving me a little disappointed. I can't help but internally laugh at myself at

at first, it turns out to only be the case with those closest to the reach of our

to get up so I can get it,

you dare get up unless

so sexy that I instantly obey and sit still

was just trying to reach

that case, go

up, leaning over

before I sit back down?" I look back and find him staring right at my ass. It's only

shaking my head as I

it seems that this might end with us making love again because 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

bottom half of my dress and I have to keep holding

shouldn't have worn this

chin, he says, "I'm glad you did. The wind is on my side

my

of me, giving me the view of his back and I immediately figure out he wants me to hop on, so I lift the sides of my dress and

along the same path we took on the shore, then faces the other direction and runs towards the sea. My heart begins racing at his mischievous laughter but I can't stop him as his

right in with me, both of us instantly getting