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,

one of the reasons you're

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

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

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 he didn't start with

here apart from this one." He bites his bottom lip, looking down at the curves of

I find it sexy, my stomach rumbles and I say, "I'm

His tone is suggestive as

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 myself at how I now easily have such wild thoughts. It can only be because he's the one who brought out

easy at first, it turns out to

so I can get it, but he holds onto my

you dare get up unless I say

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

was just trying to reach

that case, go

with that, I get up, leaning over so I can reach for the

staring right at my ass. It's only now that I realize the view he has is of me bending over. "Hurry up and

head as I sit back

at me, and all the suggestive things coming

morning but the wind keeps blowing the bottom half of my dress

shouldn't have worn this dress."

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

playfully roll my eyes

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

the other direction and runs towards the

with me, both of us instantly getting soaked as

unbelievable!" I chuckle, trying to clean out the