The Daring Billionaire’s Wife novel (Vanessa and Dominic) novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88 

Dominic 

It’s been a few hours since I came to the study to go over some important 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 come when 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 some time just so I can focus on these documents now I’ve come to accept the fact that I still can’t fully focus. Some of 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. 

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“Hey, are you back home to 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 name already makes me enthusiastic. 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 joined me at 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 caught me unaware. 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 home and seeing her like this. 

She takes a seat on the other side of the table and it’s the same chair 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, snapping me out 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 calling me to find out if I was alright.” She smiles affectionately. 

“That’s to be expected: 

“You didn’t even tell me what 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 came to mind. That’s what I wanted to ask. Was it Carmella?” 

“Yes.” 

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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 helping me stay 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 name makes me click 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 time are 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 I gather my thoughts, I resume working on the documents and it takes me longer than I thought to complete them all. 

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. 

Just as I cover up and close my eyes, all the things that I did to her come back 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 

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 

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“Hello?” he says from the other end of the line. 

“Hey, will you be home soon or am I just meeting up with you somewhere so we can go and meet Patrick?” 

“I’m not coming back.” 

“Okay.” 

“No. Why do you ask?” 

“You sound a little different.” 

“No. Everything’s fine.” I assure him.