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

I finally calm 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 said I would and it's been two days since I did it. I still don't know what to

together which has to do with one of our personal joint projects 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 take, so I raise my eyebrows at him. "What's up

"During the meeting, you were glancing at your

"Was that obvious?"

"Yup!"

been checking

do that, but

she gave me a little scare. I was just making

want anything

"No. I don't."

know what? Make sure nothing happens. That way, I can still

"Piss off."

work, we always still have something to talk about over the phone and it isn't any different when I arrive home

my bedroom and the first thing I see is how neat the bed is as Vanessa's clothes aren't there anymore. Even the dressing mirror is filled

to be in its place, except I can't

This is bad!" Frank says from the other end of

"What happened?"

question, the bathroom door creaks open. I look over and Vanessa comes out in nothing but a towel, her wet hair clinging to her skin. The sight of her like

"I'll call you back."

"Wait-"

so I can feast my eyes on her. There's nothing more I want than to watch her for as

like we've

casually that

right about that." I

jet

her moisturizer and