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

the reasons you're mine

to focus on making his way down, I can't resist each

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

put me down before we get there. It makes

on my thigh. Now left alone, he puts me down and

bottom lip, looking down at the curves of my lower half

I find it sexy, my stomach rumbles

suggestive as he rests his

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 thoughts. It can

first, it turns out to only be the case

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

get up

is so sexy that

reach for that bowl

case, go

I get up, leaning over so I

sit back 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

chuckle, shaking my head as I sit

me, and all the suggestive things coming out

morning but the wind keeps blowing the bottom half of my dress and

worn this dress." I

wind is on my side and

my eyes

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 arms around his

the other direction and runs towards the sea. My heart begins racing at his mischievous laughter but I can't stop

with me, both of us instantly getting soaked as he