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, you

of the reasons you're

stairs and while I want him to focus on making his way down, I can't resist each time he brings his

makes it down the last step and walks past the chefs, who have been waiting so they

there. It makes me feel a little

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

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

my stomach

suggestive as he

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

to be easy at first, it turns out to only be the case with

attempt to get up so I

get up unless

low and commanding tone is so sexy that

was just trying to reach for that bowl

case, go

with that, I get up, leaning over

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.

chuckle, shaking my head as I sit back down

staring at me, and all the suggestive things coming out of his mouth,

a beautiful sunny morning but the wind keeps blowing the bottom half of my dress and I have to keep holding onto the

worn this

wind is on my side and shows me everything

roll my eyes

he crouches down in front of me, giving me the view of his back and I immediately figure out he wants me to hop on, so I lift the sides of my dress and get comfortable with my arms around

same path we took on the shore, then faces the other direction and runs towards the sea. My heart begins racing at his mischievous laughter but

dives right in with me, both of us instantly getting

clean out the water from