The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

hapter 69

Dominic

After Vanessa’s question, I instantly feel stupid for asking such a thing, so I look to the side and clear my throat. “If you don’t want to tell me, just go.”

She sighs, coming back to me and sitting down on the couch across from me. She places her handbag on the other seat, leans back, then crosses her legs as she touches the sides of her neck for a few seconds with her eyes shut. I don’t know why she’s doing it, but it reminds me of yesterday and everything that happened while we stood in front of that mirror, including her ass coming in contact with my crotch.

It’s only when she begins to speak that I snap out of it

“I’m going to meet Patrick. He was my boyfriend in high school I only recently reconnected with him.”

“Are you two a thing again?” I hold my breath and I don’t even know why.

“Why would you ask me that?” She raises her eyebrows.

I clear my throat. “Just answer the question.”

She sighs. “No, we’re not

She then tells me all about him and how she plans to help him through my father–in–law,

“I see. Are you still in love with him?”

“What’s wrong with you?” She narrows her eyes as she glances at me, uncrossing her legs and leaning forward.

“Don’t look so surprised that I’m asking you such questions. I need to know That way, we’re on the same page with how to hide this from everyone around us.” Even as I say this to her, I don’t believe it myself.

“No, I’m not in love with him. My feelings have….changed.” Just for a second, she looks at me and I spot the same intense look from yesterday.

what it actually means, she looks away

but the fact that she’s not in love with him makes

get together, you better tell me so we don’t fuck

her handbag as she

‘Cool.”

her way to the door again, I try to keep my eyes only on the article

this, but I can’t seem to give it a rest everytime I

the door, I drop my phone and ruffle my hair, wondering if I’m

over between us. It’ll take some time for me to get used to it, but I’m not changing my

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doesn’t get what she wants, will she do something like that again? Even if she does, she won’t get too close. I never aght a day would come when I’d have to tighten security

about it, I can’t help but wonder why she suddenly left yesterday when she came all the

essa

suggests we have

out a chair for me and says, “Even through the glass,

the restaurant at my four bodyguards standing outside, thinking about how they’d be even more d I not specified how many

him.

of difficult considering they re right there, keeping an

right where they can

at all times and considering the fact that

chuckle dismissively. “It’s my decision to just have them with me. I don’t always do this, but I just thought hey’d accompany me today.”

it because of me?” He points at himself.

think about Carmella. I’m not afraid of her, but

to a simple restaurant when you’re used to dining in only

most-

no need to apologize. I don’t mind at all I give him a

wanted to show you how grateful I am.” His face brightens up.