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

Friend zone.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

I felt my face heat up in embarrassment, and when I looked at Dwayne, he was already watching me, amusement dancing in his emerald eyes. His smile was slow, almost teasing, as if he enjoyed how flustered I'd become. "Um," I stammered, regaining a bit of composure. "Maverick, baby, can you go back to your room? I need to talk to Uncle Dwayne."

"Alright, Mama," he said and got off Dwayne's legs, before running off to the room.

I turned to Dwayne, still reeling from embarrassment. "Don't mind what he said, he's just being a child."

Dwayne's chuckle was low, his voice rich. "Oh, I don't mind. Not at all."

I breathed out in relief. "Thank you.

But then his expression changed, his gaze steady, almost too serious for the moment. "You knew this was bound to happen though, right?"

I frowned, confused. "What?"

"Maverick's question," he said, leaning forward slightly, his presence all-encompassing. "One day, he's going to ask more about his father. He's going to need answers, Arielle."

I sighed, nodding. "Yeah, I know, but I just didn't expect it to be this early. I mean, he's just three."

"Four soon," Dwayne corrected.

"I know, I know, but still he's still so young."

Dwayne nodded. "That's right, but children are smart these days."

It wasn't just Maverick's question hanging between

couch, his proximity sending a shiver down my spine. His warmth radiated, his scent, something deep and clean...enveloped me. His large

trying to hold on to the comfort his words offered, but the air between us was shifting. My pulse

there was something undeniably intense about the way we sat, bodies almost too close, every

into me, awakening something deep inside. Our eyes met his

kissing. His lips on mine were firm, urgent, but not rushed. My pulse raced. The world around us faded to nothing, and the kiss deepened, stirring things I hadn't let myself feel in

my waist, pulling me closer, our bodies melting together as the kiss became more

hard. I jerked back, gasping for air.

furrowed, his breathing was also

flashing

eyes

tried to

"What's wrong? Did

en

"It's not that. It's

Dwayne asked, his brows

paused, averting my gaze

slowly withdrew it,

finally said.

I felt the change instantly. He withdrew his hand completely, his posture stiffening. "You're

nodded, still

don't have a life there anymore. You

"I don't

don't have

to