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?"

quite the charmer,

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

he carries me down the stairs and while I want him to focus on making

step and walks past the chefs, who have been waiting so they

get there. It makes me feel a little awkward

stand at the end of the table and plan to be present while 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 he didn't start with mine, I pull out my own but

one." He bites his bottom lip, looking down at the curves of

my stomach

I." His tone is suggestive as he rests

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

to be easy at first, it turns out to only

attempt to get up so I can get it, but

you dare get up unless I

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

to reach for that

case,

over so I can reach for the

from what we 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

chuckle, shaking my head as

that this might end with us making love again because of the way he keeps staring at me, and all the suggestive things coming out of

sunny morning but the wind keeps blowing the bottom half of my dress and I have to

shouldn't have worn this

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

roll my

figure out he wants me to hop on, so I lift

faces the other direction and runs towards the sea. My heart begins racing at his mischievous laughter but I can't

with me, both of us instantly getting soaked as

chuckle, trying to clean out the water from