Chapter 6
The Daring Billionaire’s Wife
Chapter 6
Vanessa
Not long after Carmella calls me a bitch, as sheâs been doing for as long as I can remember, Dominic steps forward and stands right between her and me, towering over me with an arrogant expression as he speaks to her.
âBabe,â he says to her with a smirk.
âHmm!â She responds and it sounds like sheâs smirking, too.
âEat whatever you want from whatâs been served on this table,â he says
She excitedly wraps her arms around him from behind and giggles.
Iâm so at a loss for words that I just lightly shake my head at himas I drop my arms
I know Iâm only his wife on paper, but how could he stand here before me and take her side so easily?
Is this how the rest of my days will be? Will he always take her side even when sheâs the one whoâs wrong?
While I donât care what he does, deep inside my heart, thereâs a pang of raw emotion running through me,
Thereâs a dull throb in my chest and in only a few seconds, it intensifies with every heartbeat and now, my heart aches.
Itâs from the realization that heâs chosen a predetermined path when it comes to loyalty.
As I stand before the two of them, with my gaze still fixed on him the pain in my heart almost brings me to tears, which will easily stream down my checks if I let myself cry
Iâm so hurt that even my hands tremble as I feel a sense of isolation. But I quickly hide my hands behind my back and ball them into fists to contain my trembling.
I never expected him to be my unwavering support in private, bit this is just too much and so unfair.
Though I want to look away from him and take a step back, my feet are glued in place, just like my gaze on him.
The expression on his face is almost as if heâs daring me to do something about him giving my breakfast to her.
As much as I would love to lash out, I choose not to do so. But if only for now,
No matter how I feel inside, I donât plan on walking away from this grand table looking defeated, and Iâm about to show
both of them.
When Carmella reaches for a piece of bread, she leans forward in my direction, bites into it with her eyes closed, then chews with wide eyes and a smirk as she stares at me to mock me.
Hiding how hurt I am by what he just did, despite Carmella being the one who was wrong, I unclench my fist which no longer trembles, then place a hand on my hip as I stand firm.
âYou know what?â I roll my eyes with a scoff. âItâs okay. Your girlfriend can have my leftovers.â
Carmella immediately glares at me and drops the bread, seemingly offended by what I just said to her.
You fucking bitch!â She yells as she points at me.
Sheâs lashing out at me right now, but I donât give her the reaction sheâs looking for.
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Instead, I reach for my phone and my head is held high as I leave the dining room.
Even as I get further away from the two of them, I canât help but smirk. Itâs because I hear her still throwing a fit.
âBabe, do something!â she says to Dominic while breathing hard,
After that, their voices fade out since Iâm too far away now, but it doesnât matter what theyâre talking about. I got back at her by letting her have my leftovers, which obviously got to her.
Now that I think about it, I could do that more often
Iâve never been one to resort to violence. Otherwise, I wouldâve slapped her.
Obviously, Dominic wouldnât have just stood by and watched. I canât even imagine what he wouldâve done to me. Itâs a good thing the slap is only in my imagination.
Though I plan to always use my words instead, should she push me too far one day, Iâll definitely slap her in the face.
As I slowly make my way along the hallway. I scroll through my messages and thereâs plenty of them from my father, Dominicâs siblings and his parents.
Despite how I felt alone in the dining room not too long ago, all these beautiful messages warm my heart and remind me that Iâm not alone. I know theyâre all far away right now but for ine, itâs the thought that counts.
I donât want to waste this beautiful morning, so 1 head to my room to find something I can wear before stepping outside
As soon as I close my bedroom door, my phone rings and just by looking at the caller ID, my lips curve into a smile. Itâs my loving fatherâinâlaw.
I pick up and sound cheerful because despite what happened, Iâm not faking my mood right now.
âGood morning.â I say to him, walking to the large window and gently running my hands on the blinds that frame the view
of the beautiful sea outside.
âGood morning, my daughter. Iâm assuming itâs definitely a good morning for you.â
âIt is. The weather hereâs amazing. The morning sun is so beautifulâ
âOf course it is. Youâre on a beautiful island!â
âExactly.â I chuckle.
âI hope Iâm not disturbing you.â
âNot at allâ
âIs my son with you?â
âHeâs in the living room.â
âI see. I know I should wait because you only began enjoying your honeymoon, but I couldnât keep this to myself.â
âWhat is it?â He sounds so enthusiastic that my heart races a little
âIâm yet to give you your wedding giftâ
I place a hand on my chest. âYou donât have to.â
WOLL [DO.
âDonât be silly. Of course I do. Youâll get it once you return. My wife has one for you,
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Heâs so soft spoken and kind, just like my father and his affection for me right now warms my heart even more.
âHello? Are you there?â he asks
âYes, Iâm right here.â
I blink a few times to come back to reality. I didnât realize I just zoned out for a few seconds.
âWhat happened? Is everything alright?â His tone is now laced with worry.
âEverythingâs fine.â I assure him. Though Iâve already mentioned that to him, something else comes to mind. âOn second thought, somethingâs wrong.â I sound troubled.
âWhat is it? Tell me, my dear.â
Dominic
Itâs been close to five minutes now and Carmella wonât stop pacing right in front of me and screaming: Sometimes, I donât know what to do with her.
âWho the hell does that bitch think she is?â she yells, ruffling her hair with narrowed eyes directed at the dining table..
Iâm so tired and unamused that I just watch her.
When she finally stops in her tracks and pushes her hair back with a sigh, I assume thatâs the end.
âAre you done!â I ask.
âNo! Iâm so mad right now! I just want to slap her in the face! Why didnât you do anything about it?â
I sigh. getting annoyed by her attitude. âYou wanted her breakfar and I gave that to you.â
âButâ¦but they were leftovers.
They werenât before she said it. What else do you want? Stop acting like a child.â
âBut babe-â
âEnough, I say to her as I leave the dining room.
I donât want to deal with this anymore. Maybe itâs because despite the misery I set up for Vanessa by taking away her breakfast, she managed to flip the situation.
I scoff as I think about her calling it leftovers before she left.
As I slowly walk up the grand stairs, I remember what happened around 3 am when I was at her bedroom door. She can act tough all she wants, I know she cried over me last night.
I even expected to see her eyes with dark circles this morning. However, it didnât seem to be the case when I stood that close to her face. She mustâve decided to cover it up so no one would know she cried a lot.
The only thing I noticed at the dining table was her hair. It was darker. Itâs probably because it was wet. It was also my first time seeing her hair in its wet state.
Despite that specific detail coming to mind, I drift back to her misery last night. She might try to act like nothing happened but unfortunately for her, I know the truth and plan to use it to my advantage. Iâll definitely crush her when I feel the need.
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As I think of when Iâll do it, receive a good morning text from my fatherâinâlaw. As I read it, I imagine the tone of his voice. Heâs such a soft spoken man.
Just when Iâm about to reply, my phone suddenly rings and this time, itâs my father. Heâs obviously not calling to talk about business.
Time to sound enthusiastic, like Iâm having the best time of my life with my fucking wife. I clear my throat as I lean against the wall in the hallway.
âGood morning, father. Itâs obviously such a good morning for me.â
âI can tell.â He chuckles. âGood morning, son. I hope I didnât call you while you were in the middle of something on your computer.â
âNot at all.â
âGood, because that would be absolutely wrong. Youâre on your honeymoon.â
Work can wait. Iâm just here to spend time with my wife!â
âThatâs what I want to hear. I just spoke to her and though she assured me everything was alright, I couldnât help but worry.â
Before I can respond, I fear that Vanessaâs exposed the reality of our relationship to my father. However, I shouldnât admit to anything until I find out the truth.
âWhat did she say?â I feel my heart racing hard as I anticipate my fatherâs response.
âShe said you have a rat problem over thereâ
I furrow my eyebrows. âWhat? A rat problem?â
âYes, she even mentioned that the rat ate the leftoversâ
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