The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Vanessa

It's 10:30 a.m. and I slowly descend from the car in the parking structure, the place where I'm meeting Shane.

Up until now, I still haven't been able to figure out what Dominic could be up to. He gave up so easily yesterday.

With me are four buff bodyguards, shielding me on all four sides at all times. I never want to get too comfortable while I know that Carmella could be up to something and all these assumptions have only been fueled by all the things Dominic has said to me.

Lowering my shades a little, I spot Shane standing in a corner with his hood over his head as he paces back and forth.

The sight of him is already infuriating but for now, I need to keep my composure until I can determine the right moment to act.

Just as I get closer, he notices me and licks his lips.

"I finally get to see you again, sexy."

The bodyguard on my left in the front, attempts to swing into action and Shane flinches as he takes a step back, but I stop my bodyguard when I tell him there's no need for that yet. He stops, unclenching his fists as he nods.

"Wow, your bodyguard was ready to fuck me up, huh?" Shane scoffs, acting cocky now that he won't be harmed.

"I still can't believe I had to come all this way just for you," I say to him. "What do you think you'll gain by doing all this?"

"Money, isn't it obvious to you? But you know what? I wouldn't mind having you as well. You were all over me that night at the club."

I wave my finger dismissively. "I don't even remember that part. I was drunk."

"It doesn't matter. You were still all over me until that bastard decided to ruin it. I'm curious. The fact that you came here to meet me, aren't you ashamed of yourself for covering up for him? I've come to realize the most wealthy people of this fucking world have no morals."

"Look who's talking." I smirk.

"Enough bullshit. It's a Friday and I intend to spend this cash like I don't give a damn about anything in this world, so hand it over now or I go to the press with what I know."

I nod, taking a step forward and shoving my hand inside my handbag like I'm taking out a bundle of money. Right when he least expects it, I pull out my hand and swing it across his cheek for a hard slap. He places his hand on his cheek, glaring back at me as he clenches his fist to hit me.

"What the fuck? How dare you?" he yells.

he can get too close and hit me, two of my bodyguards push him down to the

I look down at him, feeling my heart race at the thought of what would've happened had he actually managed

on his shoulders to keep him in place

shades. "Did you really think I came here to

expose this to everyone!"

one to suffer the most considering who we are. Don't forget that part. Make this the last time you ever call me and demand for money because I won't stand for it.

away, clenching his

order my bodyguards, turning around to

I meant what I said when I told him he'd get in trouble, too. Judging by how he doesn't even dare to yell at me while I walk away,

at him and he rises to his feet, heading in

want to call

Dominic

Vanessa. She said she was meeting Shane

bodyguards kept me posted and told me exactly when she was going to meet

certain that whatever it was she said she would do, has already happened by now and it makes me anxious not knowing what exactly happened. I'm just a few seconds away from texting the bodyguard to

it, Vanessa calls me and as I pick up, I get

you okay?"

"For you to ask me that, are you making the assumption

didn't mean it

did you

me what

took care of it," she

"You did?"

"Yeah."

"How?"

It took one slap, a few threats and no money. That

in surprise. "And how did

he? I

convincing and confident that I sit back down with a

took care of

did and I didn't need

things would go down with Shane, I turned down drinking plans with Mike tomorrow night but now that it's settled, I