The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Chapter 88 Dominic It's been a few hours since I cto the study to go over simportant documents I couldn't finish up earlier today, yet I'm still far from finishing up.

Not only am I still thinking about what made Carmella run away like that, I'm also wondering if she meant it when she mentioned what it would be like if Vanessa was to actually get in an accident. At this point, I shouldn't take any chances. It's a good thing Vanessa has bodyguards now.

I never thought a day would ever cwhen I'd be making sure she's safe from harm likely to be caused by someone who was so close to my heart.

I've had my phone off for quite stjust so I can focus on these documents now I've cto accept the fact that I still can't fully focus. Sof the parts in these documents don't make sense to me. Maybe I just need a small distraction.

Taking a short break to clear my head, I power on my phone and the first message that pops up is from Frank.

THE "Hey, are you back hto your wife who was never at the hospital?" I can actually hear him saying it and it sounds like he's laughing at me. I guess he'll never let it go that I rushed to the hospital like that. I had to. I had no other choice. So much depends on Vanessa.

My lips then curve into a smile when another message pops up from Sophie. Just seeing her nalready makesenthusiastic. I open her message and she's bragging about the fun filled day she had with Vanessa and the scare at the hospital.

As we reply to each other's messages a few times, I try so hard not to press play on the video at the top but it grabs my attention because it's right there. I already saw it earlier, right before Frank joinedat the table and I played it over and over again, yet I want to see it again and it's not even because of Sophie.

Finally giving in, I tell myself it'll be just once, so I press play and zoom in on Vanessa. I lean back in my seat, stroking my chin as I watch her. The green bikini looks so good and her hard nipples from the temperature of the water poke through the fabric.

Feeling a stir in my groin, I draw my lower lip between my teeth, telling myself to stop doing this.

Suddenly, Vanessa pokes her head inside after opening the door and my phone slips from my hand as I flinch, like I just got caught doing something I shouldn't.

"Don't you know how to knock?" I pick up my phone and shove it in my pocket.

"Was my entrance so startling or what?" she says, still only poking her head inside. "It's only because you caughtunaware. Next time, you could at least knock." "This is the study. Why would I need to knock?" "I could've been doing something private." I hold up one of the documents on my table, using it as the perfect excuse to hide what I was actually looking at.

With a scoff, she finally walks in, her entire body coming into view and she's in a short dress clinging to her figure. The fabric is so thin that it looks like it's part of her skin and it's way above her thighs.

It seems that she has something to say as she approaches the table and I try to look away, only to end up taking a few glances at her as I subtly lick my lips. It's only now that I realize I've been living a lie. I thought I was doing great and got over this fucking lust, but it's only because I wasn't actually hand seeing her like this.

She takes a seat on the other side of the table and it's the schair in which I had her when I ate her pussy a few days ago, and she was already wet before I even touched her. Fuck.

"I needed to talk to you," she says, snappingout of it. “I called you a few times but I couldn't reach you." "I turned off my phone because there was too much work. What is it?" I fix my pants under the table, trying to keep my breath under control.

"Everyone kept callingto find out if I was alright." She smiles affectionately.

"That's to be expected: "You didn't even tellwhat happened when you called Sophie." "That's because I had a lot going on in my head at the time.” "After I learned about it, I wondered who would do such a thing. It wasn't long before someone specific cto mind. That's what I wanted to ask. Was it Carmella?" "Yes." 1/3 Chapter 88 "That's crazy. How will you deal with everyone's demand that you punish whoever did this?" "I'll find a way. I'll definitely handle this.” "Are you okay?" she asks.

"I'm fine." "It doesn't seem that way." She shakes her head. "Your breath seems a little heavy.

Fuck. Having her so close isn't helpingstay composed. This lust that I feel for her is still so strong.

"I'm fine." I pick up a pen, clicking it a few times to release the tension in my body. "If that's all, you can leave now." "Just one more thing before I let you get back to work." "Make it quick." "I spoke to Patrick." Just hearing his nmakesclick the pen hard.

"You met up with him?" "No, we spoke on the phone. I told him that you wanted to meet him, so we can do this tomorrow since that's when I'm meeting up with him." "Didn't you meet him the other day?" "Yeah, I did. So what if I'm meeting him again? Do you have any problem with that?" "No. What tare you meeting him?" "In the afternoon around 3 p.m." "Fine. I'll be there. Close the door behind you." I look down at the documents, the bulge that's developed in my pants at the sight of her only obvious to me.

After she rises to her feet, I keep my gaze on the documents, telling myself not to look at her. It's only a few more seconds and she'll be out of sight.

Even with my determination, I just can't help it, so I look up at her figure from the back and her ass jiggle only hardens my cock even more.

I bury my face in my hands after she closes the door, wondering why this is happening again. Isn't enough that I fucked her again while trying for a baby? Until when will this lust for her begin to fade? After I gather my thoughts, I resworking on the documents and it takeslonger than I thought to complete them all.

Even after I'm done working on all of them, I end up taking on more work just so I don't have to go to bed. Tonight is the first tthat I sleep in my bed alone from the tthat I started fucking Vanessa. The other times, I was out of town.

Feeling so exhausted that I can't take it anymore, I make my way to my bedroom. It shouldn't be that difficult sleeping in it.

I change my clothes, read a few pages from a book, then turn off the light so I can sleep.

Just as I cover up and close my eyes, all the things that I did to her cback to me, I can see her gripping the sheets, standing naked while getting dressed, even her sleeping face in the morning while she's next to me. Whatever this is, it means nothing and I can't stand it. Maybe after tonight, I won't feel this way.

Vanessa Dominic left hearly in the morning before I could even wake up. I found out from the Butler that he didn't even have breakfast. Was he that busy? I'd love to call him and find out, but I can't just do that. I would need to have a valid reason.

The last thing I want is for him to know that my feelings have grown deeper for him, especially after he made love to me.

While having my lunch, I keep pausing, constantly changing my mind about where I would want to establish the first branch of my business. Of all the ideas I have, I've decided to start with a haircare line. Of course, this town would be ideal, but maybe I'm so overwhelmed that I can't decide. I'll have to talk to Dominic about it.

There are a few more events I have to attend for the other ladies I met at the party, and I look forward to them. I'm certain they'll be just as impactful as the previous one.

Now that I have a valid reason to call Dominic, I scroll through my contacts and dial his number, my lips already curving into a smile at how he 2/3 rushed to the hospital.

"Hello?" he says from the other end of the line.

"Hey, will you be hsoon or am I just meeting up with you somewhere so we can go and meet Patrick?" "I'm not coming back." "Okay." "Did something happen?" "No. Why do you ask?" "You sound a little different." Shit. Did he pick up on the fact that I was smiling or what? "No. Everything's fine." I assure him.

It's a sunny afternoon, so I put on a long white dress that cinches at my waist and is just a little boose on the bottom half but still hugs my curves. To finish off my look, I tie up my hair in a messy bun and let a few strands frthe sides of my face. With my bodyguards present, I head to the meeting point and Dominic's car is already parked there, so I step out of mine and approach his car.

One of my bodyguards opens the door to the backseat and it takesa moment to get in as I can't stop staring at Dominid. He's leaning back with his legs crossed as he adjusts his wrist watch. He's already removed his jacket and his hair is a little messy, but that just makes him look so attractive. "Are you going to get in or what?” he asks, not even looking in my direction.

"I am," I say to him, trying to compose myself.

"Where are we meeting Patrick?" "At a restaurant called Flavor Rush." "Never heard of it. We could've done this at one of my five star restaurants." "I know, but I'm trying to be considerate. Patrick wanted to do this just so he doesn't feel out of place." "Whatever."

I still haven't spoken to Dominic about something specific. I wanted to do it while we were in the study, but just couldn't bring myself to do it. Since yesterday, this question has been on my mind and my curiosity is killing me. With that in mind, I decide to go for it. Looking ahead, I say, "Hey, can I ask you something?" "You just did." I softly chuckle in amusement. "Is it true that you rushed to the hospital as soon as you received the call that I was in a terrible accident?" "Yeah, I did." My heart instantly flutters and I press my lips together to hide my "Really? Were you that worried?" "Of course I was." I look outside the window, blushing hard.

smile.

"I was worried because I can't have anything happen to you when I'm trying to take over the company as soon as possible." His words are so shattering that I feel like my heart has just been broken into pieces.

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