The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Chapter 92 

Vanessa 

My father is supposed to return tomorrow, at least that’s what I expected, but as I speak to him over the phone, I’m a lite dis 

“You’re seriously not coming back just yet?” I ask, taking out my new heels from the box. 

“Not yet, my child,” he says from the other end of the line. “I still have a lot to take care of. In fact, I’ll have to travel to a few counties as this is very important.” 

I pout, trying on my heels for a second time ever since I bought them. 

“I was really expecting you back here. Are you aware that today is the launch of the cologne?” 

“Of course I do and I would’ve loved to be there, but at this point, I’m grabbing every opportunity I can when it comes to my business.” 

Taking out the earrings and holding them up to the light, I say, “I understand. We’ll talk later. I need to start getting ready now because I have so much to do.” 

“Of course. Have a good evening.” 

“Thanks, dad.” 

As soon as the call ends, I shake my head, disappointed that he didn’t mention this to me earlier. I guess he knew I’d react this way. 

I get in the shower, letting the water soak my hair and I slowly drop my head from left to right, thinking about Dominic. When will he be back? I sent him a message to find out and he said he was on his way but that was two hours ago. He should’ve been home by now. 

The last time I spoke to him on the phone was the other day, when he told me not to fuck Patrick. Everytime I think about it, I only find it ridiculous. 

Though I still have so much to do before I’m ready, I still feel like we’re running out of time since there’s only three hours left and still no sign of him. 

I step out of the shower in a robe, wrapping my hair in a towel for a few seconds before I realize there’s no need since I’ll be using the hair dryer. Just as I’m about to reach for it, he knocks on my door. 

“I’m back. Can I come in?” he asks from the other side of the door. 

I look at myself, then over at the door, telling him to come in. 

As soon as I see him, my heart breaks a little because of what he said to me, but I soon snap out of it when he speaks as he slowly approaches me.” 

“Good, I’m glad you’ve already showered. You usually take longer than I do.” 

I scoff. “No, I don’t.” 

“I’m going in for a quick shower as well and I’m certain I’ll still be ready before you.” He sounds so serious, just like his facial expression. “Just make sure you finish on time. We’ll be the main attraction. One more thing. You better look good this evening.” 

“I will.” 

Without paying much attention to me, he makes his way out of my bedroom and closes the door. 

I place a hand on my hip with a sigh, already feeling like he’s becoming more distant with me, especially because we’ve barely spoken ever since the other day. 

This is something I need to come to terms with. Yes, my feelings have changed when it comes to him, but I already made the decision to stop that from becoming anything more. The best thing I could think of was keeping my distance and expecting nothing from him. Besides, it’s still less than a month since he broke up with Carmella. 

Pushing those thoughts aside, I begin to get ready. I style my hair in loose waves with a large side part, letting my hair fall over my exposed shoulders. 

I then put on my knee length body hugging dress and I can’t stop looking at myself in the mirror. It’s in champagne gold, something that matches the color theme of the launch. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Just as I apply my purple matte lipstick, Dominic knocks on my door again. 

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“Are you ready yet?” he asks. 

“Uh… just give me 5 minutes,” I say to him. 

“This is exactly what I was talking about.” 

Even after he says that, I don’t hear his footsteps retreat. 

“Are you still by the door?” I ask. 

“What? Do you want me to leave without you?” 

“No! Just wait there.” 

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I finish up my lips, put on my heels, grab my purse, then look at myself one last time in the mirror. There’s only one thing left to do and I can’t do it myself. 

In need of some help, I open the door and my jaw drops at how Dominic is in a champagne gold suit and he looks so seductive. It must be because of the button left undone at the top. It teases his collarbone. 

“Did you know that I was going to wear something like this?” he asks, looking at me with pleasant surprise. 

“No, I didn’t. I was just following the theme. So, what do you think? Is this good enough for you?” 

He looks at me from head to toe and I’m certain I see him bite his lip. 

“You look…perfect,” he says quietly with a firm nod. 

My heart flutters at the compliment and I smile a little, but I remind myself that this means nothing and my smile instantly fades. 

“I know we should be leaving right now but I need your help with the diamond necklace.” 

“Fine, where is it?” 

I lead the way back to the dressing mirror where I left the necklace and he follows behind me. Right after I give it to him, I face the mirror. 

As he gets closer right behind me, he moves my hair out of the way and that, along with his warm breath, sends shivers down my spine. I arch my back a little, dropping my head to the side and trying not to enjoy it, but how could I not when he’s so close? This is why I want him to be done with it quickly so he can get away from me. 

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When I open my eyes, I stare at him right through the mirror and he’s so focused on clasping the necklace that he doesn’t even realize I’m watching him. He looks just as seductive as on the billboards I’ve seen around. 

“It’s done,” he says, dropping his hands from the back of 

my neck. 

“Thanks.” 

He only nods lightly as we lock eyes through the mirror. 

Just as I’m about to move away so he’s not so close to me, 

he says, 

“Wait.” 

“What is it?” I look over my shoulder. 

“Just don’t move.” 

He comes closer again, fixing my hair in the back and that just makes me bite my lip. He even grabs a handful of my hair and all I can think about is how he pulled it when he was thrusting into me the last time he was on top of me. 

“I’ve never seen you with purple lipstick before,” he says, still holding onto my hair. 

“I thought it fit the look for this evening,” I reply, watching him as we continue to stand in front of the mirror. 

“It perfectly accentuates your lips.” 

He finally drops his hands and I step to the side, trying not to smile at his compliment. 

“We… should go,” I say to him. 

I turn around to lead the way out but after only taking a few steps, he grabs me by the wrist and stops me in my tracks, I look up at him and his blank expression makes it difficult to figure out what’s going on with him. 

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