The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Liam

What should've only been a weekend has now been a whole month, all while helping Aileen find her biological parents with the limited information she has, but nothing has come out of it so far. Even after learning of her background, it hasn't stopped me from getting closer to her.

My parents keep bugging me about staying away from Aileen, but no one can make me stay away from her, especially now and tonight, they have no choice but to finally meet her.

While I've kept my word about not fucking her, it's one of the hardest things I've ever done. Each time I'm close to her, I just want to touch her and make her mine and I'm not the only one, but I made a promise to her.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

She should've left a month ago since she had no money, but I've let her stay at one of my apartments for as long as she wants. She initially didn't want to but soon agreed to it. She's not the type to easily accept such an offer, which has made me wonder just how much she suffered at the hands of her adoptive parents.

I've noticed her typing harshly a few times and it's obvious that it's someone from back home. She's always dismissive afterwards, but I know it gets to her.

The continued success of Project J-25 means more work and I should be focused right now but made adjustments to my schedule just so we could get to know each other and it was worth it. I've come to realize she's not afraid to speak her mind and I rarely come across such girls as they're afraid of my reaction, but she's different and that makes me want her even more.

After a meeting at the office, I drive back to the apartment, putting my phone on speaker while I speak to Josh.

"It's not fair that you get to be out there enjoying yourself and I have to cover for you most of the time!" he says from the other end of the line.

"It's not like I'm gone all day. I still show up at work. You know I can't just leave Aileen alone."

"You could always leave her with me."

"Forget it."

"Come on! When will I even meet her? You've kept her away from me this whole time!"

"I don't think she'd be able to handle the likes of you."

"You're just scared she'll fall for me."

I scoff. "Someone as smooth as me struggled to get to where my relationship is with her today and you think it'll be that easy for you?" "You're really making this work with her, huh?"

"Of course I am."

"It's just hard to believe that the mighty playboy Liam, has let his guard down for a simple small town girl."

"She likes me, too. Why do you think she's my girlfriend? That's why it had to be her. And don't call me a playboy. That's not who I am." "For now. You know certain habits never die."

"What makes you think it's the case?"

"That's what Stephanie says."

I clench my jaw. "I see you two are still in touch."

"I'm not the one who broke her heart. You did. Do you have any regrets?"

"Not at all. She'll come back or just call me when she feels like it. I did nothing wrong when I spoke to her that day."

"How about you put that same amount of energy into talking to Kate? What's taking you so long?"

"I guess I've been trying to find the best way to tell her."

"For a month? Come on! Have you been secretly fucking her? Is that why you haven't yet spoken to her?"

"What? No. You know what? To hell with trying to find the best way to tell her."

"That's what I'm talking about!"

I abruptly end the call, dialing Kate's number then keeping my eyes on the road.

"Hello, handsome. I haven't heard from you in a long time." Her tone is low and flirtatious.

"I've had a lot going on, which is why I'm calling you."

"Hmm, why do you sound so serious? Need me to help you relieve that stress?"

"I'm getting married soon."

"Oh... anyone I know?"

"No one knows her, but now that she's going to be my wife, she's all I need. Whatever this was, it's over."

She forces a chuckle. "Are you fucking kidding me? Do you think you can just use me and then d-"

Having said what I had to, I cut the call, only for her to call me back and I decline each time. We both know it's been nothing serious, but her reaction leaves me in disbelief. Whatever the case, I said what I had to.

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Walking in at the sight of Aileen is still refreshing as I see her in so many different outfits, all personally picked out by her. Her taste is usually covered up, leaving it all to the imagination and for now, I like it this way.

In her baggy jeans and oversized shirt, she gets off the couch and smiles at me as she approaches, my eyes trying to trace the hidden curves of her body.

"Hey," she says, wrapping her arms around my neck.

I firmly hold onto her waist, my hand sinking deeper and deeper. This is the one time I get to feel just how narrow her waist is.

With my fingers at the base of her chin, I place my lips on hers for a gentle kiss and quickly pull away before I get so carried away that I'll strip her naked and bury my face right between her legs. "How's the week so far?" I ask, still not letting go of her waist.

She places her hand on my chest, slowly rubbing it while looking up at me with an expression of frustration.

"Even with the combined efforts of Meryl and those you assigned to help me, there's still nothing for now."

"Is that the only thing bothering you?"

She gently smacks my chest with a chuckle. "How do you always see through me?"

"What can I say? I'm just that good."

She playfully rolls her eyes, then sighs. "I'm nervous about meeting your parents this evening."

"Don't worry. Everything will be fine."

She still doesn't know my parents don't approve of her, but it doesn't matter because this evening, I'll change their minds.

"Time to go shopping for something more fitting for the occasion," I say to her.

She seems excited and so am I. This

is the only other time I get to see her figure in different types of clothing and when we get there, the outfits don't disappoint. I can only look but not touch. While it feels like I'm punishing myself, it'll only be rewarding when I can finally have her forever.

With the outfits she likes draped over her arm, she hesitates to come forward and hand them over.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"This is just too expensive."

I chuckle with amusement. "That's what you said last time I took you shopping. You need to get used to this, because it's just the beginning. Now, hand them over."

She hesitantly hands them over, a small smile dancing on her lips.

When evening arrives and it's time for us to head to my parents' residence, it takes her a while to get ready and I run out of patience so I knock on her bedroom door.

"I see you want us to be late," I say to her.

"I'm just struggling with the zipper!" She grunts.

Just so we can make it on time, I

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open the door and step inside the bedroom, pausing for a moment at the view of her facing the mirror. She's dressed in an elegant green dress that clings to her figure, the open zip exposing her back to me. This is the most skin I've ever seen on her body.

"Need some help?" My voice is low as I trace her curves on her lower half. She nods, dropping her head to the side.

The closer I get to her, the more my eyes trace every inch of her body. I try not to get carried away so I hold onto the zipper but as soon as my knuckles come in contact with her skin, she arches her back a little. It makes me want to lower my hand SOI can feel the rest of her. This is harder than I thought.

"Is it obvious to you that I want you?" I whisper against her ear as I pull up the zipper.

"Then you know how much of a struggle this is for me, especially when you're looking like this, but just as I told you, I don't intend to touch you until I make you my wife and I'll keep that promise. I'll also promise you one other thing." "What's that?"

With a shaky breath, she nods lightly. "It always is."

She subtly bites her lip as I brush my knuckles against her shoulder while our eyes lock in the mirror.

"Once you're my wife, I'll show you a different side of me."

I nibble on her ear and her breath hitches, arching her back with her ass rubbing against my cock. I can feel the blood rushing to it and to keep myself under control, I take a step back.

"We should be going now." I take a deep breath.

She exhales deeply, turning around to face me with her shoulders rising and falling rapidly.

"Uh...yeah," she says, fluffing her messy bun. It's the perfect fit for her minimal makeup.

Thirty minutes later, we arrive at my parents' residence and I open the car door for her, tightly holding onto her hand but I can see that something's wrong as she looks around. She looks gorgeous but lacks confidence and I know why. Placing my other hand on her shoulder, I say, "Hey, I know you're already intimated just by looking at the front yard and everything you know about my parents, but I need you to relax, okay?"