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,

of the reasons you're

tighten my grip around his neck as he carries me down the stairs and while I want him to focus on making his way down, I

who have been waiting so they can lead us to the dining

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

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

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

my stomach rumbles and

I." His tone is suggestive as he rests his hand

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

easy at first, it turns out to only be the case with

get up so I can get

up

so sexy that I instantly obey and sit still while I

trying to reach

that case, go

up, leaning over so

find him staring right at my ass. It's only now that I realize the view he has is of me bending over.

head as I sit back down

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

a beautiful sunny morning but the wind keeps blowing the bottom half of my dress and I have

shouldn't have worn this dress." I

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

my eyes

in front 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

then faces the other direction and runs towards the

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