The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Chapter 47 

Dominic 

Only because Vanessa’s drunk right now, it makes it difficult to even be offended by what she’s just said to me. 

I guess this is the perfect opportunity for me to find out just how she feels, and keep her distracted from her sorrow. 

“You really put up with my shit because of your dad?” I ask, a hint of amusement in my tone. 

“Yeah, otherwise, I wouldn’t even be here right now. You’re just an asshole and you would be a complete asshole if not for one thing” 

“And what’s that?” I’m surprised I’m still taking no offense. 

“It’s only because of how compassionate you are about the children. That’s the only reason I haven’t labeled you as a complete asshole.” 

I still don’t even know how to feel about it, but it makes me chuckle silently. 

“Seeing the way you care about those children even when they’re not yours, you’ll be a great dad.” 

Is she seriously complimenting me 

me right now? I don’t even want to ask, scared of 

“Dominic?” 

“Hmm?” 

“Are you and I really going to start a family together?” 

“Yes we are. I’m just waiting for the right moment.” 

“The right moment.” She scoffs and I sense a little bit of pain in her voice. 

“What is it?” 

“That’s a statement I used to say to myself a lot before I met you. I always wanted to keep my virginity for my husband, the love of my life. That’s why I would always tell myself that it would be the right moment, but I’m stuck with you and you’ll be my first and last.”” 

There she goes again – reminding me that I initially had different plans for her. 

“Sounds like you don’t want me to touch you,” I say to her, my hand firmly on her shoulder which no longer trembles. 

“The only reason I’m going to allow it is so we can start a 

art a family,” she says. “Otherwise, I’m not attracted to you.” 

“Bullshit.” 

“I mean it. I’m not attracted to you.” 

“Do you know how many ladies wish they were you?” 

“I’m not them. I’m really not attracted to you.” 

“Say what you want, but that’s bullshit. What’s there not to like about me?” 

With all these questions, I’m obviously just trying to make her feel better and so far, it seems to be working. 

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19:52 Thu, 4 Jul & GR 

Before she can respond, she turns to face me and I can still see the tears in her eyes, which have also smeared part of her cheek. 

In silence, she scans my face. 

“What are you looking at?” I ask, 

“I’m trying to see if there’s anything to like about you.” 

“You really want to prove that you’re not attracted to me? I have news for you. I’m not attracted to you either.” 

“I know I mean nothing to you, so I’m not surprised.” 

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As she says that, I place my thumb on her cheek and wipe away her tears, then repeat my action on the other side of her face with the back of my hand. 

Just as I pull my hand back, she moves her face closer and rests her head on the pillow, catching me off guard a little bit. 

“What do you think you’re doing?” I ask, not moving away. 

“I’m just trying to see if there’s anything to like about your face and you know what? There is.” 

“And what’s that?” 

“I like the shape of your nose, your forehead, your thick eyebrows and your lips.” 

“That’s it?” 

“What else do you want to hear?” 

There’s so much more you can describe.” 

“I don’t want to. I’ve said enough.” 

“In that case…” I trail off wondering whether or not I should tell her what I find attractive about her face. 

There’s no denying her beauty, especially when I’m this close and she has absolutely no makeup on, but why would I ever tell her that? 

In silence, I take note of her beautiful eyes, her thin and pointy nose and her gorgeous lips. I don’t even realize that I’m touching her lips until she places her hand on my wrist. 

Quickly, I ball my hand into a fist to stop touching her lips, but our eyes lock just for a few seconds. I can’t help but wonder what’s on her 

mind. 

She’s the first to look away and lets go of my hand, so I pull it back but I continue to watch her. It seems she’s calmed down now. This is the perfect time to leave. 

s would be 

Just as I attempt to roll off the bed, she looks down at her shirt and pulls out the blue ribbon. My eyes I linger right where her breasts located and I can actually see them. Just by thinking about it, I feel myself get a little hard. I have no one but myself to blame. 

Holding the ribbon in her hand, she faces the other side and slides it under her pillow. 

“I’m sleepy,” she says. 

This isn’t the position she should be in right now, because just as she gets comfortable, her ass comes in contact with my bulge and I hold back a groan of pleasure. 

19:52 Thu, 4 Jul BG 

I don’t know why I still don’t just get up and leave.. 

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Suddenly, she sits up and grunts with irritation as she touches the towel wrapped around her head. She’s trying to take it off but seems to struggle. 

Again, I should just let her do it and leave, but instead, I sit up and help her with it. 

As soon as it comes off, her intention is to fall on the bed but her back lands on my chest as I’m right behind her. 

Her damp hair frames her face and it’s a pleasing sight to look at. While I rake my fingers through it so it doesn’t look like a total mess, she’s just a few inches away from my face and keeps looking into my eyes. It almost feels like she wants me. From NôvelDrama.Org.

She suddenly starts moving closer but I still don’t move away. What the hell am I doing? 

I know she’s only doing this because of the state she’s in, which is why it’s up to me to stop this. 

But the moment I feel her warm breath while she’s just an inch away from my face, along with all the sexy images of her body flashing in my mind, I can’t keep myself under control. Without a second thought, I lean forward, place my hand at the back of her head and smash my lips on hers.