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?"

the charmer,

proudly nods. "That's one of the reasons you're mine right

and while I want him to focus on making his way down, I can't resist

makes it down the last step and walks past the chefs, who have been waiting so they can lead us to the dining room even though we already know

make Liam put me down before we get there. It makes

Liam and I have breakfast but before he even puts me down, he allows them to leave, saying it while slightly tightening his grip on my thigh. Now left alone, he puts me down and pulls out a chair for himself to take a seat. My jaw drops at how

any other seat here apart from this one." He bites his bottom lip, looking down at the curves of my lower half perfectly

sexy, my stomach rumbles and

I." His tone is suggestive as he rests

moment, it feels as if he's about to pull down my underwear and take me right here. The thought of it 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

bowls seems to be easy at first, it turns out to only be the case with those closest to the reach

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

you dare get up

and commanding tone is so sexy that I instantly obey and

to reach for that bowl over

case, go

with that, I get up, leaning over so I can

have on this side before I sit back down?" I look back and find him staring right at my ass. It's only now that I realize the view he has is of me bending over. "Hurry up and

shaking my head as I sit

again because of the way he keeps staring at me, and all the suggestive things coming out of his mouth, the opposite happens and we make our way

the wind keeps blowing the bottom half of my dress and I have to keep holding onto the

have worn this

he says, "I'm glad you did. The wind is on my side and shows

roll my eyes at

he wants me to hop on, so I lift the sides of my dress and

then faces the other direction and runs towards the

dives right in with me, both of us instantly

unbelievable!" I chuckle, trying to clean out the water from