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?"

any part of what he did."

much better and I'm once again filled with a pride that I can't

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

the need for it." She

by that? You and I have

nothing

know as soon as it

getting a little 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,

lower half. "There won't be

be so

I made my feelings clear to him when I told him I don't love him. I feel

mean it?" My

looks up at me, her expression soft. "I meant every

I realize I'm standing too close

thighs and I'm 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

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

are you

certain it upset you. That's why

a sigh. Since she doesn't need to know that the only reason I was upset was because of her

think Carmella would give out more details so fast," I say

rises to her

out to

head in disbelief. "That's what she

but for now, I just need to find out her conditions so she keeps her mouth shut

what if her conditions are a

gaze meets mine as I look down at her

can give her, I will," I say

desperate to prevent

tone sounds like she's mocking me, and it makes me glare at her as I take a

voice is low but

room then falls silent as I feel her submissiveness under my gaze and tone. It's

away and clears her throat. "You should go in and take a shower.

eyes, wondering what I thought it

the bathroom, I can't stop thinking about it but suddenly, something else crosses my mind

go with your dad? How's

now that I'm asking her about him and it's all because my rage

I slowly raise

over how I constantly check up on her but this time, I didn't want to just because I was upset

to do this just so Carmella and I can come to an

she gave me,

you'd be meeting your ex-girlfriend