The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Dominic

I stop in my tracks, already bothered by how Patrick's voice sounds confrontational.

Tightening the grip on my racket even more, I turn around, shooting him a glare while he's still on the ground.

"Why bring my wife into this?" I say to him.

"You don't have to pretend. She obviously told you what happened this morning."

I hesitate to respond, wondering whether I should reveal that I saw them with my own eyes or if I should just play along with what he thinks is the truth.

In the end, I nod confidently. "Of course she told me. Did you think she wouldn't?"

"You knew that and decided to show up here just so you could do this to me." He gets up with a grunt, approaching me to get in my face with a blank expression. "I'm surprised you're visibly upset about this." I crease my forehead in disbelief. "Why the hell wouldn't I be?"

He scoffs. "It doesn't matter. Despite how you seem to feel right now, I don't see what was so wrong about confessing my feelings for someone who was once mine."

Triggered, I punch him in the face and he tumbles, then falls to the ground.

"Stay away from my wife!" I warn him, my hand trembling with a rage that shocks me.

He massages his jaw, looking up at me with a scoff. I know he has more to say, but I don't even want to hear it. I've already dealt with enough as it is, so I storm out, leaving him alone.

Even though I didn't hear everything he had to say, he made it seem like Vanessa wasn't into it and that confirms that there's nothing going on between them. This should make me feel better, but it doesn't. I still have the urge to go back there and punch him a few times until he can't get up.

To blow off some steam, I call Frank instead as I drive back home, telling him about how it went with Patrick.

"It almost sounds like you wanted to put him in the hospital," he says.

"Don't be ridiculous."

why did you hit him so

hit him with

thing. So, what are you going to

should I ask her? It's none of my

you just made it your business by punching

that I did it because I'm supposed to play the role of her

"I know that, but-"

this," I cut him off. "Where are you?

want to go

be with

don't you call

want to talk to her

sound like a jealous

up." I grit my

cackles. "I'll meet you at the club in thirty

drinks, my hope

feel like Patrick was being too confident in his own actions towards Vanessa. Not only that, he said something that didn't make

not even

This rage is something I've never felt before. No matter what, I can't even fuck is it happening now? Just because I've never seen her kiss anyone else? No. It can't be the reason? I don't want it

to Vanessa,

Vanessa

usually texts or calls me throughout the day just to

since I called

him. It's already late in the evening and there's still no word from him. His phone won't even ring now that it's been turned off.

about how it went with Patrick and their match. I could even ask him, but I don't want to talk to him after what happened between us. I still can't get over his unapologetic attitude, still making

shocking sight of Dominic already in the bedroom, taking off his shoes while sitting on the edge