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?"

the charmer, you

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

and while I want him to focus on making

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

we get there. It makes me feel a

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 seat. My jaw drops at how he didn't start with mine, I pull out my own but just as I'm about to take a seat, he suddenly pulls

his bottom lip, looking down at the curves of

it sexy, my stomach rumbles and I say,

am I." His tone is suggestive as he

the bowls, leaving me a little disappointed. I can't help but internally laugh at myself at how I

turns out to only be the case with those closest

bit further away, I attempt to get up so I can get it, but he holds onto my

up unless I

that I instantly obey and sit still while

was just trying to reach for that bowl

that case,

over so

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 and sit back down before

as I sit

staring at me, and all the suggestive things coming out of his mouth, the opposite happens and

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

shouldn't have worn

is on my side and shows

roll my eyes at

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

the shore, then faces the other direction and runs towards

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