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?"

quite the charmer, you

reasons you're mine right now. Let's have some

grip around his neck as he carries me down the stairs and while I want him to focus on making his way down, I can't resist each time he brings his face

step and walks past the chefs, who have been waiting so they can lead us to the dining room even though we already know where

make Liam put me down before we get there. It makes

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

not getting any other seat here apart from this one." He bites his bottom lip, looking down at the curves

it sexy, my stomach

am I." His tone is suggestive as he rests his hand on 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 thoughts. It can only be because he's the one who

out to only be the case with those closest to the reach of our

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

dare get up unless

is so sexy that I instantly

to reach for that bowl over

that case,

with that, I get up, leaning over

find him staring right at my ass. It's only now that I realize the

as

all the suggestive things coming out of his mouth, the opposite happens and we make our way to the

blowing the bottom half of my dress and I have to keep holding

have worn this dress."

wind is on my side and shows me everything I want to

playfully roll my eyes

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 get comfortable with my

thighs and begins slowly walking along the same path we took on the shore, then faces the other direction and runs towards the

me, both of us instantly getting soaked