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.

you an 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

lot more satisfied. "I have to admit that when she sent me the first picture, I was furious. All I could think about were those children and your decision to go back to her

"You're wrong about that."

"I know that

happens. I might be with her right now, but it's only

sighs, shutting her eyes. "That's what I

why I need you to understand why I'm doing this. It's not because I want to, but because

you keep fucking

you ask me that? Of

expect me to believe that? It's just

different because of the

tell me about that part." She

needs and I can't have them satisfied with

bit offended but soon nods in understanding. "You're right about

I see the pictures

"Why?"

curious

as she

a few 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

she looks up that I look

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

she did this." My voice is low as I look at how I'm just fast asleep in

the phone number at the

from the one

"Isn't it obvious that

didn't you block

always finds a way to get in

bottom. It even makes me burst into laughter, something which Vanessa

and press my lips

hard," I say to her. "This

have some truth to it in the text below and I realized Carmella's right. Even when I saw it, I didn't question it. You and I are just in this

that's why I never let you get on top of