Mr billionaire's regret chasing his irresistible wife by Gabby Emmanuel

Finally, some time alone with her husband.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

I stormed into the house, and Sofia was seated in the living room watching a reality show on the TV.

She stared at me momentarily and returned her attention to the TV. Well, if she wanted to play the ignore game, then I was up for it too. I continued on my way, ignoring her as well, as I made for the stairs. I was just about to ascend, when I heard her exclaim "Jared!" I stopped in my tracks and turned back around. Jared had just stepped into the living room, and she had shot up from the couch to lurch into his arms.

"I have missed you. Are you okay? Are you stressed?" She fussed, trailing her hands all over his body.

Jared didn't move. His voice was sharp, a command. "Stop it Sofia. Mind your actions."

But his stillness only made it worse-he wasn't pushing her away. He wasn't rejecting her. My stomach churned.

Disgust was suffocating me. My eyes met with Jared, a clear guilt in his eyes, and I quickly averted them, hurrying upstairs.

I was too tired to worry about Jared and Sofia, I decided, shoving thoughts of them aside. I shrugged out of my work clothes, and walked into the bathroom for a shower.

Returning to the room, I met Jared unknotting his tie. He paused, a musky look appearing in his eyes as they trailed up my legs to stop on my thighs, where the short towel I had on, stopped.

"Well, well, is Mrs. Smith trying to seduce me tonight?" Jared teased, approaching me, his eyes still pinned on my thighs.

My face heated up, as I tried to stop the blush I was sure, was fast spreading across my face. "Stop it, Jared."

"I can't, dear wife. You look edible," he said in a husky tone, as he traced his fingers on my chin.

The tingling feelings were back to my thighs, and I could feel my core throbbing with need. I suddenly felt ashamed at how easily aroused I had become lately. It had to be the pregnancy hormones because I once stumbled on an article online that stated that most women's libido increases in pregnancy.

"What are you thinking about, Mrs. Smith?" Jared asked, his fingers now on my lips.

I closed my eyes and moaned softly. That felt so good, and I didn't wish for him to stop. Jared continued with his seduction game, touching me in significant places that got my body fired up with need.

Suddenly, he stopped, and I snapped my eyes open in disappointment. "Why did you stop?"

the corner of his lips. "I would save

fun will be ruined. I want to do a

I tried to create a

well aware of what Jared was capable

by God, I hope nothing ruins

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day when I got back from work. I

You're acting like a teenager going to a summer camp for the first time," Jared had teased me last night,

swimsuit. "What do you think? Do you think this is nice for a

not as revealing as

"What do you mean? People are going to

people. You underestimate your husband, dear wife. The hotel belongs to the Smiths corporation, and I already informed the manager. We're having the first wing of the hotel to ourselves, the pool included." I gasped. "That's too much,

want you all to

walking around naked the whole time, and to achieve that, we need a great

wink.

I liked it when Jared was goofy and naughty.

for twenty years, remember? How sure are you she hasn't seen

moment, my mood was almost ruined by the thought, but I did what I always did; I shook it off. I was not going to let Sofia or

you ready?" Jared's voice echoed from

I hadn't realized that I had got caught up, reminiscing on my conversation with

minute," I called back.

hair to ensure it was in good shape. Jared had gone down with our bag, while I put finishing touches to my look. Satisfied that I looked good, I grabbed my phone and hurried

met Jared in the living room, with Sofia hanging around him as usual. She had a sober look in her eyes, like she didn't want us to leave. Well, it was more of she didn't want

like a child. We are only going to be gone today. We will be back by tomorrow evening," Jared said, his voice

this big house is not ideal.

rolled my eyes. I thought we talked about this last night at the dining? Why was she making a fuss now, like she was hearing about the trip for the first

happen

I gave you is loaded with enough money. I gave you my driver's number,

"Fine," she murmured reluctantly.