The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Dominic

Not even when I was with Carmella did I ever have to deal with someone telling me how to organize stuff in my own bedroom. That was because I felt no one had the right to tell me what to do, until now. The last thing I want is for Vanessa to be uncomfortable in my bedroom and if it means having to make adjustments for her, I'm willing to give it a try just so I can have her close to me.

This new experience, along with all the advice from my father-in-law is something I won't take lightly.

Just as I get ready to leave, Vanessa grunts and touches the side of her stomach and it sends me in a state of panic as I rush to her.

"What's wrong?" I ask, looking at her hunched over.

She straightens up with a sigh of relief and says, "I'm fine."

"That didn't look like it was the case."

"It was nothing. It's gone now," she assures me.

"Is everything okay with the baby?"

"Everything's fine."

Despite her reassurance, I shake my head and say, "Maybe I shouldn't go to work."

"Hey, I'll be fine."

"No. I don't think so."

"Hey," she chuckles. "I'm fine. Don't worry. I'll always tell you if something is really wrong."

I sigh with relief. "Promise me."

"I promise."

"Good. In case of anything, call me as soon as possible."

"Of course."

I've seen her smile ever since the news about her father. Does she find amusement in seeing me like

down, I leave for the meeting and on my way, I scroll through my phone, looking at the apartment that once belonged to Carmella. I've already taken it away from her, just as I

I attend a meeting together which has to do with one of our personal joint projects and as usual, it's a

and coming to the elevator, I notice the way he keeps shaking his head at me. I try to ignore it at first but it's more than I can

the meeting, you were glancing at your phone under the table so much that I thought you weren't interested in the

"Was that obvious?"

"Yup!"

been checking up on

do that,

gave me a little scare. I was

anything getting in the

"No. I don't."

know what? Make sure nothing happens. That way, I can still be an uncle when I expect

"Piss off."

to talk about over the phone and it isn't any different when I arrive home

the bed is as Vanessa's clothes aren't there anymore. Even the dressing

be in its place, except I

from the other end of the

"What happened?"

a towel, her wet hair clinging to her skin. The sight of her like this is so unexpected that I don't even think twice before saying my

"I'll call you back."

"Wait-"

watch her for as long as I can, but I soon realize she needs privacy, so I look away. "I'll be out in the hallway," I say to

It's not like we've

so casually that it makes me

I

jet

my only focus as she moves around. She heads to the dressing mirror, gets her moisturizer and drops the towel without a second thought. Fuck It's been so long since saw her naked body and looking at it right now sends