The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Dominic

"So that's what happened," I say to Vanessa in conclusion.

She takes a deep breath, running her fingers on the sides of her neck with her arms raised. It just makes me look down at her tiny waist and the curves of her breasts in the sides. "Do you really mean it when you say you're pretending?" she asks, narrowing her eyes at me.

"Yes, I am. The last thing I want is for this to get out. You know that more than anyone else. I also need to make sure that Carmella never finds out that I'm pretending."

She scoffs. "Were you also pretending when you fucked her?"

Her questions hits hard and it makes me look away as I wonder how I should respond.

Though I'm not facing her, I can feel her piercing gaze fixed on me as she anticipates my response.

"Because I don't want to lie to you," I begin, raising my head and looking back at her, "I'll tell you the truth."

"That's what I want." She purses her lips.

"Before I went to see her, I hadn't been with a woman in a long time."

She scoffs while shaking her head. "I can't believe you're saying this to me."

"I told you that I wanted to be honest with you, so listen to me. Because I hadn't been with a woman in a long time, it was easy to give in, especially because I wanted to play along."

She sighs, her gaze softening a little. "Did you also give in when she took those pictures while she was on top of you?"

"No. I was fast asleep by then. She must've spiked my water just so I wouldn't wake up. Otherwise, I wouldn't have allowed that to happen."

She nods, still not looking satisfied.

"Hey, this means nothing to me," I assure her. "You have to believe me."

"Why do you sound like you really owe me an explanation?" She tilts her head.

I pause for a moment, asking myself the same question and it doesn't take long for me to figure out the answer.

explanation. The last thing I want is for you to think that I turned my back on the children that I've always wanted to protect. I don't want you to think that I want Carmella so badly that I've decided to overlook everything she did because it's quite the

lot more satisfied. "I have to admit that when she sent me the first picture, I was furious. All I

"You're wrong about that."

"I know that

to her no matter what happens. I might be with her right now, but it's only because I have no other choice. She was absolutely ready to expose the

her eyes. "That's what

you to understand why I'm doing this. It's

you keep fucking

me

a child. Do you really expect me to believe that? It's just like you said, you

information, but fuck it. When I was with Carmella, something that I haven't done in a long while, it felt different because of the situation between us. It also felt wrong. I don't know how

tell me about that part." She

needs and I can't

looks a bit offended but soon nods

I see the pictures Carmella

"Why?"

just curious to

as

seconds to find the pictures, I can't stop looking at her and everything that I can see - from her messy bun, to her glossy lips and her bust, all the way down to

only when she looks up that I look

shut my eyes in disbelief. Even as I read the message at

is low as I look at how I'm

phone number at the top and instantly

is a different phone number from the one that I

that she'll keep changing numbers

block her

always finds a way to get in

the bottom. It even makes me burst

lips together in an attempt to stop

didn't mean to laugh so hard," I say

it in the text below and I realized Carmella's right. Even when I

think that's why I never let