The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

i Chapter 46 Dominic 0 18% Vanessa's obviously still so drunk that she decided to casually cout 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 atwith those lazy eyes, and I can't peel my eyes away from her breasts, especially when I notice her hard nipples.

She doesn't even seem to care about the fact that I've 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 doesn't fall, the other two guide her through putting on the shirt. She raises her arms and her breasts now look even more accentuated. I'm so turned on by the sight beforethat 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 I've done so, it's too I 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, she'll be all dressed up. But as soon as I look over, I only find myself getting more turned on. She's 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.

I'm the only one to blhere. I got myself into this mess. Why the hell did I have to cin without knocking first? I guess it's because 1 assumed with the maidservant here, they'd make sure she's taken care of in the bathroom. How foolish ofto make that assumption.

Not only is she stuck in my mind, I can't stop watching her figure, but most of all I can't 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 can't help it.

Unlike before, she doesn't 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 I'll handle things from here.

Doesn't she know she's supposed to go to sleep now? The maidservants are about to step in, "That's it for now, you can all leave," 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.

Towering over her, I say, "Get on the bed," She looks up atwith her eyes half open and subtly bites her lip. Fuck. That must've sounded wrong "Put your feet up on the bed and go to sleep," I rephrase my statement.

"No," she says to me.

1/1 18% Chapter 45 Her eyes are still half open as she looks up at me, but when they drop to my lower half, they grow wide. It takesa 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 it's that obvious when I'm 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." "No," she says toonce again, “I don't want to sleep. I'm so sad.” Since I just want to get out of here, I don't take her seriously.

"Stop fucking around and go to sleep." "Just go. I want to be alone anyway." She doesn't even sound harsh when she says it. There's an obvious longing in her voice. "I'm so sad." The more she describes how she's 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, "What's wrong?" She cries even more and I don't know what to do. I don't even know why she's in this state.

I get closer again, watching the tears stream down her face. She seems like she's in a lot of pain, yet I still don't understand what I'm Supposed to do...

"What happened?" I ask.

She rocks back and forth, wrapping her arms around herself, “I need a hug." "What?" It's 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. She's so loud that I'm certain I'd 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 it's none of my business, which is why I start heading to the door so I can go back to my own bedroom and get ssleep. I'm also drunk as fuck and need to stop doing this to myself.

But just as I'm about to hold onto the door knob, she sniffles and sorrowfully says, "Mom" That's enough to makedrop 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 givesan idea of the kind of person she is when she's drunk she bursts into tears, or maybe it's just this once.

Whatever the case is, I'm 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. There's no end to her sorrow.

Contemplating my next move, I tell myself she's still very drunk and might not even remember this m tomorrow, which which I'm hoping for. I can't believe what I'm 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 what's going through her mind right now even if it's been so many 2/3 19:51 Thu, 4 Jul ... GR- Chapter 46 years.

Hoping I don't regret this, I take off my shoes, get on the bed, lay on my side, then place my hand on her trembling shoulder.

17% Π "Chere," 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 om 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. "My mom's been gone for a very long tbut I still miss her so much,” 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.

"My dad is all I have and I love him so much that I'll do anything for him, including having to put up with someone like you." "Someone like me? ask, raising my head to look past the towel on her head that's hiding the view of her face.

"Yeah, 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." It's crazy tothat she thought she'd spend the rest of her life withfrom the very beginning, but I planned on divorcing her in less than a year. However, things have changed.

"I always imagined myself walking down the aisle and smiling at my husband as he waited forat the altar, and he's looking atwith so much love. But I'll never get to live that dream and I'm okay with that, just for my dad. He's done his best forand I only want the best for him, that's why I put up with all your shit." 18 X