Chapter 46
The Daring Billionaire’s Wife
Chapter 46
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Vanessaâs obviously still so drunk that she decided to casually come out of the bathroom with her bare chest. Holding onto the door for balance, a few strands of her wet hair fall over the outer sides of the curves of her breasts, drawing my attention to that area even more.
Even as the maidservants rush to her and wrap a towel around her head and her top half, she keeps looking at me with those lazy eyes, and I canât peel my eyes away from her breasts, especially when I notice her hard nipples.
She doesnât even seem to care about the fact that Iâve just seen her half naked.
One of the maidservants gets a black shirt ready for her and as one of them holds her so she doesnât fall, the other two guide her through putting on the shirt. She raises her arms and her breasts now look even more accentuated. Iâm so turned on by the sight before me that my heart races.
too late. I already have a
Hoping I can calm down, I take several steps back and stand at a distance as I look away, but even if Iâve done so, itâs too l clear image of what her breasts look like in my mind
I give it a few seconds as I try to calm down and hope that when I look back at her, sheâll be all dressed up.
But as soon as I look over, I only find myself getting more turned on. Sheâs now facing the other side as they continue to guide her through putting on the shirt. Her back is on full display and I can see the narrowest part of her waist and her wide hips. Her black shorts are so short that I can see the crease of her ass. Fuck.
Iâm the only one to blame here. I got myself into this mess. Why the hell did I have to come in without knocking first? I guess itâs because 1 assumed with the maidservant here, theyâd make sure sheâs taken care of in the bathroom. How foolish of me to make that assumption.
Not only is she stuck in my mind, I canât stop watching her figure, but most of all I canât seem to get myself under control.
Once they finish dressing her up, they guide her toward the bed and she sits down while still having a towel wrapped around her head.
The oversized shirt completely hides the shorts underneath. She might be all dressed up right now, but I strip her top half naked with my eyes. The urge is so strong that I canât help it.
Unlike before, she doesnât fall on the bed right away. All that throwing up definitely made her a little more alert.
Swaying a little, she pulls on the blue ribbon on
on her sh
shirt as she stares at the floor.
n, but Iâll handle things from here.
Doesnât she know sheâs supposed to go to sleep now? The maidservants are about to step in,
âThatâs it for now, you can all leave,â I say to the three of them and they head out with their heads low.
After they close the door behind them, I shove my hands in my pockets, looking down at her with a clenched jaw. Why did she have to do this
to me? I keep telling myself she means nothing to me, but after what I just saw, how could I not be turned on?
I just want to get out of here as soon as I can. The more I stare at her, the more I imagine her topless.
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Towering over her, I say, âGet on the bed,â
She looks up at me with her eyes half open and subtly bites her lip. Fuck. That mustâve sounded wrong
âPut your feet up on the bed and go to sleep,â I rephrase my statement.
âNo,â she says to me.
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Her eyes are still half open as she looks up at me, but when they drop to my lower half, they grow wide. It takes me a moment to think about what has just left her in such a state, but as soon as I look down at myself, my pants are already bulging. How did I not realize itâs that obvious when Iâm wearing gray pants?
I face the other side and get away from her, trying so hard to get myself under control and hide my bulge.
Isaid put your feet up on the bed and go to sleep.â
âNo,â she says to me once again, âI donât want to sleep. Iâm so sad.â
Since I just want to get out of here, I donât take her seriously.
âStop fucking around and go to sleep.â
âJust go. I want to be alone anyway.â She doesnât even sound harsh when she says it. Thereâs an obvious longing in her voice. âIâm so sad.â
The more she describes how sheâs feeling, the more I hear the tremble in her voice and in only a few seconds, she bursts into tears.
Shocked, I turn around to face her, âWhatâs wrong?â
She cries even more and I donât know what to do. I donât even know why sheâs in this state.
I get closer again, watching the tears stream down her face. She seems like sheâs in a lot of pain, yet I still donât understand what Iâm Supposed to doâ¦
âWhat happened?â I ask.
She rocks back and forth, wrapping her arms around herself, âI need a hug.â
âWhat?â Itâs so sudden that I raise my eyebrows.
Still in tears, she gets on the bed, curls up into a ball and faces the other side. Sheâs so loud that Iâm certain Iâd be able to hear her from my bedroom.
I ruffle my hair as I wonder what next. She looks so vulnerable right now, but I tell myself that itâs none of my business, which is why I start heading to the door so I can go back to my own bedroom and get some sleep. Iâm also drunk as fuck and need to stop doing this to myself.
But just as Iâm about to hold onto the door knob, she sniffles and sorrowfully says, âMomâ
Thatâs enough to make me drop my hand as I feel the emotion in her voice. Is this all because of the alcohol? Has she been holding in this pain?
I still tell myself to leave, but she calls out for her mom once again. I guess this gives me an idea of the kind of person she is when sheâs drunk she bursts into tears, or maybe itâs just this once.
Whatever the case is, Iâm actually bothered seeing her like this.
With a heavy sigh, I return to the bed and stand right on the edge, watching her shoulders tremble from the back. Thereâs no end to her
sorrow.
Contemplating my next move, I tell myself sheâs still very drunk and might not even remember this tomorrow, which Iâm hoping for. I canât believe what Iâm about to do because never in a million years would I have ever thought of doing this for her, but i want her to calm down and go to sleep.
After learning all about her mother and how she died, I can only imagine whatâs going through her mind right now even if itâs been so many
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years.
Hoping I donât regret this, I take off my shoes, get on the bed, lay on my side, then place my hand on her trembling shoulder.
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âCome here,â I whisper and she instantly moves closer until her back comes in contact with my chest. I wrap my arm around her tightly and she places her hand on top of my wrist for more comfort.
In any other situation, I would find this absolutely ridiculous, but it seems she really needs this because only a few seconds after I hold her, she trembles less and less but continues to silently sob and sniffle.
âMy momâs been gone for a very long time but I still miss her so much,â she says, her voice still filled with sorrow.
It seems she has things to get off her chest so I just listen. It might also help her calm down further.
âMy dad is all I have and I love him so much that Iâll do anything for him, including having to put up with someone like you.â
âSomeone like me?
ask, raising my head to look past the towel on her head thatâs hiding the view of her face.
âYeah, on our wedding day, I only had my father in mind, telling myself that I would spend my entire life with you just for his sake.â
Itâs crazy to me that she thought sheâd spend the rest of her life with me from the very beginning, but I planned on divorcing her in less than a year. However, things have changed.
âI always imagined myself walking down the aisle and smiling at my husband as he waited for me at the altar, and heâs looking at me with so much love. But Iâll never get to live that dream and Iâm okay with that, just for my dad. Heâs done his best for me and I only want the best for him, thatâs why I put up with all your shit.â
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