The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Aileen

Brushing my hair while standing in front of the mirror takes me longer than it should as I can't stop observing Liam in the background. He hasn't been the same since he suddenly zoned out and has barely said a word to me. Could it be that I did something wrong? Unable to take it anymore, I turn around, lean against the dressing mirror and playfully say, "You must be so lost in thought that you can't see how pretty my dress is."

He looks over at me with a chuckle, instantly approaching me as he nods with approval.

"You look beautiful." He kisses my forehead, rubbing the palms of his hands on the sides of my arms.

Though the forehead kiss feels warm, I can't help but feel he's not yet being his usual self.

"Is everything okay with you?" I ask, looking up at him.

He sighs. "Of course. I just have a lot on my mind."

Tucking my hair behind my ears, I point at them and say, "I'm all ears."

He giggles, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my forehead again.

"I bet you thought that was funny," he says.

"It definitely was." I nod while resting my head in his chest. "Can you please tell me what's on your mind?"

"I'll be fine."

My heart sinks a little, feeling like he's shut me out.

"Are you sure?" I ask.

"Don't worry about it. Now..."

He trails off, then suddenly lifts me and heads out the door.

"Hey, what are you doing?" My eyes widen as my feet dangle. Looking down at me, he proudly says, "Can't I carry my wife?"

charmer,

of the reasons you're mine

his neck as he carries me down the stairs and while I want him to focus on making his way down, I can't resist each time he brings his face

have been waiting so they can lead us to the dining room even though we already know

get there. It makes me

it while slightly tightening his grip on my thigh. Now left alone, he puts me down and pulls out a

getting any other seat here apart from this one." He bites his bottom lip,

I find it sexy, my stomach rumbles and I say,

suggestive as he rests his

surprisingly excites me, but he clears his throat and begins to reach for the bowls, leaving me a little disappointed. I can't help but internally laugh at myself at how I now easily have such wild thoughts. It can

at first, it turns out

further away, I attempt to get up so I can get it, but he holds onto my thighs

dare get up unless I say

low and commanding tone is so sexy that I instantly obey and

was just trying to reach for

that case,

with that, I get up, leaning over

find him staring right at my ass. It's only now that I realize the view he has is

chuckle, shaking my head as I sit back down on

the suggestive things coming out of his mouth, the opposite

blowing the bottom half of my dress and I have to keep

shouldn't have worn this

"I'm glad you did. The wind is on my side and shows me everything I

my eyes at

wants me to hop on, so I lift

runs towards the sea. My heart begins racing at his mischievous laughter but I can't stop him as his hold on my thighs is

dives right in with me, both of us instantly getting soaked as he lets

I chuckle, trying to clean out the