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

of the reasons

carries me down the stairs and while I want him to focus on

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

we get there. It makes me feel a little awkward but I

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

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

I find it sexy, my stomach rumbles and

is suggestive as he rests his hand on

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 brought out

it turns out to only be the

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

get up unless I

low and commanding tone is so sexy that I instantly obey and sit

trying to reach for that bowl

that case,

that, I get up, leaning over

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

my head as

at me, and all the suggestive

but the wind keeps blowing the bottom half of my dress and I have to

have worn this

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

my

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

direction and runs towards the

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