Chapter 38
The Daring Billionaire’s Wife
Chapter 38
Dominic
Vanessaâs words completely wake me up and I instantly get off and roll over to my side.
What the hell did I just do? How could I let myself get between her legs? I was really about to fuck her. Shit.
This is all because of my tendency to move closer to Carmella whenever Iâm spending the night with her. I like to hold her close. I mustâve assumed it was her when I heard Vanessa groan in her sleep so I got closer. And then of course, Iâm always up for some late night sex. Is it because I was still not fully awake that I couldnât remind myself that this was different and I wasnât with Carmella?
I could feel Vanessaâs breasts, her thighs and even her pussy through her panties. Her moans also turned me on even more, but it was only because I didnât realize it was her.
I bet she thinks that I was putting on an act or something just so I could touch her.
Shocked by what just happened, my
state c
of arousal fades within seconds.
My mind keeps racing with how I can possibly explain myself but even that feels wrong. Sheâs no one special for me to explain myself to her.
But even though Iâve come to this decision, I have to admit that it was such a huge mistake on my part.
When morning comes, I open my eyes while laying on my side and the first thing I see is her on the other side of the bed. Sheâs still fast asleep while facing me and her morning face is not so bad.
Though the blanket covers her entire body and I can only y see her head, Iâm able to tell that her hairâs a mess, just like I thought it would be
and it makes me scoff. She made all that effort for nothing.
As soon as I remember the type of night I had with her, my eyes widen and I instantly get out of bed, heading straight to the bathroom to take a morning shower.
Afterwards, I change into some clothes and head downstairs. I canât stay here with her right now. Sheâs the last person I want to be with.
Vanessa
A few seconds after Dominic closes the bedroom door, I open my eyes and sit up. I had to pretend to still be fast asleep just so I wouldnât have to see his face so soon.
Even after I get out of bed to freshen up, I still canât stop thinking about last night. My fingers even feel the slipperiness between my legs as I shower.
The feeling of his hands all over my sensitive areas, especially his finger running along my folds through the fabric, is still fresh in my mind. It was all so sensual and 1 hate that I liked it.
Iâm absolutely certain it only happened because he thought I was Carmella. Still, I canât help but wonder if he was really going to do it had I not stopped him
As I come downstairs, I first run into Jake.
âGood morning,â I say to him with a smile as I push my hair back to rub the back of my neck.
âI can already see itâs a good morning for you,â he says with a smirk.
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âHuh?â
âDonât mind me.â He waves his hand dismissively.
âWhereâs Dominic?â
âIn the backyard, discussing Project Jâ22 with dad.â
âI see.â
âYou want to go to him?â
âNope!â
Iâm glad thatâs where Dominic is. That way, I can avoid him.
Shortly after running into Jake, he leaves without having breakfast with us, so itâs just me, Sophie and my motherâinâlaw.
Sophie doesnât even have much as she has to leave and is already running late.
Once itâs just me and my motherâinâlaw, she giggles after I push my
hair back.
âI see you had a great night,â she says, making me look up from my plate.
âHmm?â
âYou know what Iâm talking about.â
I shake my head with a smile. Iâm completely clueless.
âDo you really not know? Or do you mean to tell me that hickey just appeared on its own?â
âWhat? Where?â My eyes w
âDid you really not see it?â
widen.
I feel so embarrassed that I donât know where to look, but sheâchuckles softly.
âItâs alright, my dear. Iâll give you some foundation to cover it up.â
Just then, I hear voices and footsteps so I look over and see Dominic and my fatherâinâlaw coming to the table.
To keep up appearances, he sits next to me but it feels so awkward for me.
Even when my fatherâinâlaw starts a conversation that requires our input, Dominic and I barely look at each other or smile.
The foodâs delicious and I donât want this awkwardness to ruin the taste, so I focus on it, but my hair keeps getting in the way. Just as I push it back, Dominic drops his fork. Based on his reaction, it hits me that heâs just seen the hickey, so I glance at him and he stares at me with his eyebrows slightly raised.
His gaze lingers on the side of my neck for a few more seconds, then he clears his throat and looks away from me.
I canât believe I didnât see it when I looked in the mirror. Itâs probably because itâs more on the side. I canât wait to hide it so no one sees it again.
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Ieven think of talking to him about last night, but when I think
After we leave, the entire ride back home is awfully silent and very awkward. I e about what Iâll say, it just doesnât feel right.
As soon as the limousine stops in our front yard, he quickly pushes the door open and gets out.
It takes me a while to get out even when the doorâs already open for me. I want to make sure that when I go inside, heâs already out of sight.
How are we going to get past this?
Only a few minutes after getting to my bedroom, I hear his footsteps in the hallway as he speaks to his father. Theyâre supposed to go to the main site for Project Jâ22 for a few days. Iâm glad he wonât be around.
Itâs been three days since Dominic left and even though the hickeyâs gone now, the memories are still fresh in my mind.
Even when I try not to think about it, I struggle to
to forget because no oneâs ever touched me like that.
This morning, I think about how wet I was and everything he did to me more intensely and canât seem to stop. I donât know whatâs wrong
with me.
To distract myself, I watch some cute videos for almost an hour on my phone and thereâs one in particular thatâs just a little sad, but I bawl my eyes out like crazy. I keep asking myself why Iâm such an emotional mess,
When I go to the bathroom to pee, it all makes sense. I just got my period.
Dominic
Working on Project Jâ22 has been such an exciting experience. I know itâs only been a few days, but Iâve been waiting for this for such a long time that every moment at the main site was worth it. Iâm glad my father brought me on board.
Being away from home also helped take my mind off of Vanessa, but not completely. I still havenât forgotten about that night, but itâs not because I liked it. Itâs only because it was a mistake.
Since Iâve been away, I havenât seen Carmella so Iâve only spoken to her through video chat. Each time sheâs appeared on the screen, thatâs when Iâve thought about Vanessa the most and my arousal on that night.
That hickey on her neck is also such an obvious reminder. Iâm certain that itâs gone by now.
The next time that we visit my parents, Iâll make sure itâll be early so we can leave before it gets dark, and on a day when the weatherâs just right. I never want to mess up like that again.
After being away from home for a few days, I donât feel the need to explain myself to Vanessa. Whatever happened is never happening again, except when the time is right.
On my way to Carmellaâs apartment from the airport, I receive a phone call from my fatherâinâlaw. I havenât spoken to him in a while.
âHello?â
âGood evening, my son. Is everything alright?â
âOf course, is something wrong? You sound worried.â
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âIâve been trying to reach my daughter since morning but her phone is off. Is she alright?â
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âI havenât spoken to her since last night.â I know Iâm lying to him but itâs better than the truth. âIâll find out once I get home. Iâm already on my
way.â
âThank you.â
As soon as the call ends, I huff. I planned on going to see Carmella right away, but this changes things. I couldnât say no to my fatherâinâlaw even if I wanted to.
Curious about whatâs going on with Vanessa, I decide to call her. This is going to be the first time in three days that I speak to her.
However, her phone doesnât even ring. Itâs definitely off.
When I get home, I head straight to her bedroom door and just by standing there, I can hear her constantly groaning. I wonder whatâs going on with her.
Putting my head against the door, I say, âVanessa?â
âWhat is it?â
Her voice is so harsh that Iâm not about to let it slide. Who the hell does she think she is talking to me like that?