The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Dominic

What I saw between Vanessa and Patrick has bothered me so much that I can't take it anymore and here I am, opening my mouth to her without thinking. Now that I've made it known that I have something to say, her look of curiosity makes me realize I didn't think things through as I barged out of the bathroom with this towel on me.

It doesn't take long for me to figure out what to say and I know it's wrong of me, but it's the only way that I can talk about this.

"I punched Patrick in the face for kissing you," I say to her for a start.

"You did what?"

She raises her eyebrows in shock and I can't tell if it's because I punched Patrick or the fact that I know.

I shamelessly nod to myself, having no regrets about what I'm about to say

"Yeah, I punched him. What actually happened was that he wasn't too careful while we played and he ended up getting hit a few times. He even assumed that I was being too rough with him and thought it was because of what happened between you two. He brought it up as a confession but there was no need because I saw the two of you earlier."

Her jaw drops as she looks away. "You...you saw us? Why didn't you say anything when we spoke earlier?"

"And then what? It's none of my business. I already made the assumption that you two are a couple."

She sighs. "There's absolutely nothing going on."

"You're right about that. Patrick also made it seem like there was nothing going on. I only punched him because that was the reaction anyone would expect for me, but..."

"But what?"

"He actually seemed surprised that I reacted that way. It was strange."

"He was strange with me too after that kiss."

As soon as she mentions it, I clench my jaw and can hear my heart race a little. Why is it still bothering me even after talking about it?

"How did you even see us?" she asks.

"I went for a drive with Frank and caught a glimpse. What were you thinking by being in that alley with him? Where were your bodyguards? What if someone caught that on camera or something?" "I didn't know that it would lead to what happened, okay?"

"I can only hope that no one else saw that." I exhale sharply as I look away, wishing I didn't see it myself.

"If you only saw Patrick's lips on mine, then I guess you didn't see the part where I slapped him."

"You did?" I ask, instantly looking back at her in surprise by this new information.

"Yeah, I did, right after he kissed me."

Just learning about this makes the load in my chest lighter and I press my lips together for a few seconds, wondering why it feels like I want to smile.

Composing myself, I say, "But why did you even slap him?"

didn't want any part of what he did." She twists

better and I'm once again filled with a

maintain my poker face as I say, "Why didn't you tell

the need for it."

do you mean by that? You

nothing to tell

still deserved to know as soon as it

too entitled? It's not like you told me everything that happened between you and Carmella." "That's different and you know it." I get closer, towering over her. "Next time you kiss Patrick, make sure

at the towel covering my lower half. "There

be so sure about

feelings clear to him when I told him I don't

it?" My voice is

her expression soft. "I meant every word.

face. It's only now that I realize I'm standing too close and making it harder for her not to

certain I see her press them together. I tell myself to look away and not even dare make assumptions of what it could mean, but it's too late. It's been over a month since I fucked

seem upset anymore when you haven't yet solved the problem," she says, snapping

you

the second article and I'm certain it upset

need to know that the only reason I was upset was because

details so fast," I say to her. "Now I have to fix this.

to her feet. "What?

out to

head in disbelief. "That's

know, but for now, I just need to find out her

if her conditions

I look down at her and she actually seems worried. But why

give her, I

desperate

me, and it makes

know the answer to that." My voice is low but authoritative. "Don't you dare ask

feel her submissiveness under my gaze and tone. It's unexpecte but I sense it. Seeing her in this state only

to the side to get away and clears her throat. "You should go in and take a shower. I'll go in

eyes, wondering what I thought it was that was

about it but suddenly, something else crosses my mind and I stop in my tracks, feeling

go with

that it's only now that I'm asking her about him and it's all because my rage clouded everything else...and my

and I slowly

still can't get over how I constantly check up on her but this time, I didn't want to just because I

frustrated that I have to do this just so Carmella and I can come

to the address she gave me, I

you'd be meeting your ex-girlfriend