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

I hit him with my own hands. I

thing. So, what are you going

I ask her? It's none of

you just made it your business by punching

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

"I know that, but-"

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

to go

still be

don't you call her to

don't want to talk to

sound like

the fuck up."

"I'll meet you at the club

having a few drinks, my hope is to

Patrick was being too confident in his own actions towards Vanessa. Not only that, he

that not even hurting

I did can help me calm down, but what's wrong with me? 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

texts or calls me throughout the day just to find out how I'm doing

called him

off. This must be because of the second article. It was too detailed and Carmella's being too daring with this. I'm

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,

get home around 9 p.m. to the shocking sight of Dominic already in the bedroom, taking