The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Dominic

Right on my screen are the videos and pictures I took of Vanessa and I during our honeymoon. I can't seem to understand why I never permanently deleted the folder. Could it be because it was so unimportant to me back then that I didn't care how I discarded it?

I lean back in my seat to check each one, starting with the pictures and with each one that I click on, the fake smiles on our faces make me chuckle softly. I was ready to do anything back then to seem convincing to our parents but here I am today, not having to fake my smile anymore as my feelings have changed, but I still don't know how to describe them.

The first video I play is the one I'm kissing Vanessa and since this is the raw footage, nothing is edited out and I watch myself scold her, giving her instructions on how it should be done. And there she is, boldly talking back, making me scoff at how she's always been this way.

While watching myself kiss her, I remember that I only wanted to mess with her that day. What surprises me is the look on her face when I pull away from her lips. The way she looks at me in the footage is the same way she looks at me today. How did I not see this back then? Is it because I didn't want to pay much attention to her?

As I continue to watch how we faked it all, I shake my head at how things have changed since I no longer have to give her instructions on how we'll kiss or hold each other. I only need to hold out my hand and she naturally comes to me until it leads to me fucking her.

The thought of it brings back memories from earlier, when she was riding me for the first time. How the fuck did she do that? Was it all because of what Carmella said to her? In the past, I never let anyone get on top of me unless I thought they were so special that I wanted them to take charge. As for Vanessa, I want to see her do it again and again.

Suddenly, she switches sleeping positions and I quickly click off the folder even though she won't be able to see what I'm looking at on time. I then ask myself whether or not to delete this footage but in the end, why should I delete it? No matter how it all started out, this was still my honeymoon.

I could always edit everything else out and only keep the parts that show that we were in love, but it's not the truth. This is our truth and I'd like to show it to her.

The next three days are filled with more exploration and adventures as everyone tries to make this memorable for my father-in-law and they all equally enjoy it.

While in the middle of a meal with everyone by the beach, I receive a call from Carmella but I ignore it, only for her to call again. I even put my phone on silent and just before I shove it back in my pocket, I receive a message from her.

"Pick up right now or you're going to regret it! I fucking mean it!"

Irritated, I subtly clench my jaw then excuse myself for a moment. Vanessa furrows her eyebrows with concern and it seems she can already tell that something is wrong with me.

As much as I would want to do as I please and ignore Carmella, Vanessa's words have stuck with me. Carmella is still a ticking time bomb, especially now that she can't have me how she wants me. Just when I'm about to call her, she calls me again and I pick up, quickly walking further away from everyone else.

"What is it?" I say to her.

"Still spending time with that walking corpse?" she says from the other end of the line.

"Do you think it's funny when you always say that?"

I tell any lies? Isn't he a walking

tracks, unable to take it anymore. "You know what?

on her with a grunt, then ruffle my hair to calm down but it

make my way back in my previous direction but before I

stop right in front of her, my heart racing

She gently places her hand on my

sigh deeply. I could never appreciate it

it? Shane?" She

"No. It was Carmella."

did

"You don't want

I want is for Vanessa to find out just

back to

the calls she made to the orphanage and children's hospital to check

alright. The

it all,

so calm that no one notices anything different about

since everyone else has to go back. It's for this reason that my father-in-law makes a toast to thank

his condition the other

nothing can be done about his condition. Seeing him so full of life and having fun makes me want to try and I'll

with Patrick. No matter how I look at this, he doesn't need to

this before and I'll say it again," he says, looking right at Vanessa as she mingles with Sophie and Jake. "She might've been

right at

I

begin to wonder. There

I can't tell

actually means it. There's never been a need to act like we're in love when it's just the two of us, yet the way she looks at me while others are around is the same

Vanessa