Chapter 12
The Daring Billionaire’s Wife
Chapter 12
Dominic
Itâs been thirty minutes now since I sat alone in this study, editing the clips and pictures I took with Vanessa outside.
I transferred everything to the computer. That way, itâs easier to navigate.
As I edit the next clip, my phone buzzes and I donât even need to check to know who it is. Itâs Carmella. Sheâs sent me several Lexts to apologize but I havenât replied.
I also havenât told her where I am. Sheâll eventually
me on her owIL
Iâm not mad at her. I just hate how she was careless enough to go outside and for what? Just to annoy Vanessa?
While I like the idea itself, it was bad timing and I wish she was smart enough to think about that. But then again, when it comes to her, thatâs impossible.
As I edit these clips and pictures, I come across several moments where my arm is wrapped around Vimessaâs waist and she gives off a certain reaction. Iâve been studying her for a while now and itâs clear to me thatâs a sensual area for her.
Not to dwell on it, I move on to the next clip by hovering with my mouse and it takes me a while to begin. Iâve just realized t have the footage of Vanessa and I kissing.
That part hasnât even played yet, but I know itâs this particular footage.
Though I can easily fast forward it to the part where I kiss her, something Iâm sure would warm my motherâs hear, I let go of the mouse and lean back to watch.
I already know that Vanessaâs body language gave her away but seeing this footage from a different angle is quite amusing
She seems more flustered than I initially thought and as it builds up to the moment I kiss her, I clench my fists to stay composed
Now that Iâm looking at this, I realize I kissed her for such a long time.
Once the kissing part is done, my eyes widen when the part where I made a fool of myself begins.
Quickly, I fast forward because I donât want to be reminded of in
I canât believe I have everything on camera, including the moment she goes into the water.
Since sheâs too far away, I zoom in on her and lean closer to the screen.
Just then, the door opens and I change the frame on the screen before I can even look back to see who it is.
âBabe,â Carmella says in a low and sad tone. âTve been looking everywhere for you.â She stands right behind me and places. her hands on my shoulders.
âIâm right here.â I donât even look up at her as I focus on the paused frame of just the sea
âYouâve been here this whole time? Why didnât you tell me? I sent you several messages and your phone is right here.â
âYou know exactly why I didnât tell you.â
Are y
you still mad at me?â She wraps her arms around my neck.
âWhat do you think?
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âBabe. Iâm sorry. I kitow I shouldnât have gone out there.â
âBut you still did.â
know what hurt me the most when I was out there with that bitch? You to
I look up at her in surprise. âWhen did I take her side!â
âWhen you told me to give her the phone back.â
âWhat did you want to do instead?â
âI wanted to throw it in the ocean. She mischievously taps her fingers.
âThen you shouldâve done that.â
She gasps, âWould you have allowed it?â
âOf course
âNext time. Iâm definitely doing it. So what are you working on!
Tm editing the footage.â
âCan see it?â
You really want to see me and Vanessa together?â
took her side.
âOn second thought, forget it. But babe, you didnât do anything extreme, did you? She kisses my check.
âOf course not. Why would you u even think that way?â
âI donât know. I guess it just crossed my mind.â
Trold you she means nothing to me and you know it. Youâre the one who matters here. Thereâs something I didnât tell you. Weâre leaving this place tomorrow morningâ
âWhy?â
âI have to see Penelope.
âWhoâs Penelope?â
Iâm a little disappointed but not surprised. âSheâs the little girl who just had a successful surgery.
âOh, that one.â
1 scoff. I donât even want to get into it with her.
âYou know what?â She turns flirtatious as she whispers in my car I want to make it up to you.â
âHow will you do that?â Iâm still a little annoyed by her failure to recognize who Penelope is.
âIâm giving you thirty minutes to work on this footage. Afterwards, come to the bedroom and then youâll find out.â
Just like that, my mind shifts and Hick my lips. âI like the sound of that.â
Once she leaves, I resume watching the clip I was on and I only select a small section from the kiss. Thatâs all I need. I delete everything else, including ninety percent of the footage focused on the kiss and Vanessa in the water.
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Vanessa
Itâs been five minunes since I got on the phone with Mia, my best friend and all sheâs been talking about is Dominic. If only
she knew the truth.
âSo where is he now?â she asks.
âIn the study.â
âI bet heâs in need of you right now and here I am, keeping you away from him.â
âItâs no big deal.â I fake my amusement.
âDonât be silly! Any minute now, heâll come looking for you.â
I canât help but scoff. To the public, Dominic and I have been very convincing.
I just
love you two are so in love!â
âMe too. He really makes me happy.â
âI bet he does and in more ways than one! You still havenât told in about your wedding night. Were there red roses? Or maybe candlelight: Tell me everything!â
Despite the type of response Iâve just given her, she giggles with excitement as if Iâve given her all the details.
âDominic is so romantic. Youâre so lucky
The two of us keep talking for a while until 1 decide I canât take it anymore. Iâve heard enough about him.
Once I put the phone down, I look around and sigh heavily. I wouldâve loved to stay here longer but this is for a good cause. Id love to see Penelope..
How could Dominic be such a pain in the ass to me and a saint to those children? I wonder.
As I keep thinking about it, my phone rings again and this time, Itâs my motherâinâlaw.
âHello?â I say with enthusiasm,
âWhy havenât you called me since you arrived?â She playfully silks. âDo you know how jealous I was when you spoke to Bernard earlier?â
âActually, heâs the one who called me.â
âMy dear, it doesnât matter. Iâm still jealous! But anyway, how are you?â
âIâm okay.â
âOh, you poor thing. I know it hurts so you donât have to hide it from me. This was supposed to be your honeymoon for two weeks and now itâs been cut short.â
I donât mind. Iâm excited to visit the hospital. Thereâll be more times like theseâ
âCome to think of it, Iâm glad youâre coming back so I can give you your gift. Iâm certain youâll love it more compared to Bernardâs gift.
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Tm sure I will, mother: But please donât tell him I said that.
âItâs our little secret, she whispers with a giggle.
After the call ends, I look down at my phone and smile with a hand on my chest. Everyone greatly care of about, except my fucking husband.
Now that I want to be away from my phone, I decide to go downstairs to watch a show or something.
Right when I get to the stairs, I pause when I hear grunts and pans from what seems to be Dominicâs bedroom.
âFuck mel Carmella screams
How annoying that sheâs so loud and part of me feels like sheâs doing this on purpose. Itâs all in an attempt to irritate me in case Iâm listening. Itâs not like he can actually make her scream that loud. Thereâs no way.
With a shrug. I walk downstairs and call the chef, instructing her to make me a meal.
Then, I make myself comfortable, reach for the remote and find something entertaining to watch. The volume is loud enough for me to hear nothing from upstairs.
It hasnât been too long since the private jet took off and I already canât wait to get off.
Apart from the staff ready to serve us, being on this private jet with Dominic had been awfully silent, just like the evening we traveled to our honeymoon destination using this same jet.
Thereâs also a wide distance between us from where weâve taken our seats.
Once in a while, I glance at him with concern. Heâs been sipping on whiskey since the private jet took off. Itâs in celebration of a huge business venture that was another success for him. He made five billion dollars in just a month. Frank gave him the good news before we left the island.
Though Dominicâs very slow with sipping the whiskey, Iâm greatly bothered by it and itâs not even because I donât drink. I do, but itâs usually wine and only once or twice in a month. Iâm only bothered by this because of what it could do to him.
Telling myself to just let him be, I look outside the window offering a view of the clouds below.
When I glance at him this time, he puts down his glass of whiskey and leans back in his plush white leather seat, placing his hands on the armrests with gleaming gold.
As much as I donât want to, I feel I should say something to him before he picks up that glass again.
âI think you should stop drinking now,â I say to him.
He glares at me, raising his chin as he speaks bitterly. âHow about you mind your own business? It already sucks enough that I canât travel with Carmella and celebrate with her at this moment. Now I have to deal with you telling me what to do?â
âIâm just concerned that by the time we get to the hos