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.

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

admit that when she sent me the first picture, I was furious. All I could think about were those

"You're wrong about that."

sighs. "I know

be with her right

eyes. "That's

doing this. It's not because I want to, but because

will you keep fucking

me that?

you really expect me to believe that? It's just like you said, you haven't been with

I haven't done in a long while, it felt different because of the situation between us. It also felt wrong. I

don't have to tell me about that part." She waves her hand

I have certain needs and I can't have them satisfied with

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

pictures Carmella sent you?" I

"Why?"

curious to

as she

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,

she looks up that I

she hands me the phone, I look at the first picture and shut my eyes in disbelief. Even as I

My voice is low as I look at how

phone number at the top and

the

"Isn't it obvious that

didn't you block

point when she always finds a

the bottom. It even makes

throat and press my lips together in an attempt to stop

mean to laugh so hard," I say to

below and I realized Carmella's right. Even when I saw it, I didn't question it. You and I are

let