Chapter 126
Vanessa
I wake up at the sound of a drawer closing and even though it takes me a few seconds to open my eyes, I can hear movements all around the room. I can also feel the difference of the softness of the bed and the fragrance in the air, everything confirming that I did sleep in Dominic's bed.
Just as I think about how I moved away from the edge last night and nothing happened between us, I open my eyes and gasp, rolling over at the sight of his cock dangling not too far away from me as he applies his moisturizer.
He chuckles. "Relax, it's just my-"
"I know what it is." I cut him off as I look away.
"I hope you didn't wake up because of me."
"Actually, I did."
He pauses, dropping his hands. "Really?"
"Yeah, but it's no big deal."
"I just couldn't wait. I need to travel as soon as possible."
As he goes on to tell me about the details, I can't stop glancing at his cock just dangling and it's hard to focus on his words. Last evening, I tried as much as possible not to look as he was dressing up, only for him to stand before me completely naked this morning. Though it isn't any different from what I did when I dropped my towel, I just can't get over the sight of his cock.
"If you need anything, call me," he says, putting on his boxer briefs.
"I'll be fine," I assure him. "Besides, I'm spending this afternoon with my father-in-law."
"And what about this morning?"
"I'll just look into the new member of the management team."
"Cool." He nods.
The only thing I want to do right now is ask him what his plan is for Carmella now that she's already exposing his best kept secret, but remembering how upset he was about it, I choose to say nothing and decide to wait until he talks about it first.
If it was something that didn't affect both families, I wouldn't even care, but it does.
While he continues to dress up, I head to the bathroom to wash my face, still smiling as I look around at how this is now my bedroom.
I come out when he's already dressed up in a suit and about to leave and this is the moment I've been waiting for.
Yesterday, he brought me back here then left for work without a kiss and at the time, I told myself that it was only because he was picking me up from my father's house, which is why I wonder how this moment will go.
"I'll come straight to my parents' house later to pick you up," he says, grabbing his briefcase.
"Of course. Take care of yourself." I clench my fist behind my back, feeling the distance between us widen.
And with that, he heads out the door, making my heart sink as I nod to myself and accept the fact that all those kisses from before were all just out of pity. It's because I'm no longer in the state I was in that he's decided to no longer do it for me. It might hurt, but it's better this way. At least, that's what I tell myself.
Lunch with my father-in-law at his residence turns out to be better than I expected as I feel so at ease and he makes me laugh a few times even as we talk about my father's health.
While in the middle of our conversation and meal, my phone rings and seeing Dominic's name makes me smile before I even pick up.
"Hello?"
"Hey, how's it going?"
"I'm okay."
"Still with my dad?"
"Yes."
"I'll be there soon."
I raise my eyebrows. "Wait, you're already done?"Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.
"Yes, it went better than I expected so everything was quick."
"Oh, okay." I smile a little.
After the call, my father-in-law says, "You know, my son is such a hard worker, especially now that he's on his way to taking over the company. But a few days ago, he requested not to be given too much work so he can focus on you. That's how excited he is about this baby."
"Really?" My heart flutters.
"Of course. I already granted him that. I have so many expectations and- ah, there she is," he says, making me wonder who he's talking about.
Only a few seconds later, I hear the sounds of heels and I raise my eyebrows at the sight of my mother-in-law approaching the table.
"Mom? You're here?" I ask, rising to my feet.
"Of course I am." She giggles.
"I thought you said you wouldn't be available."
She wraps her arms around me. "That's just what I wanted him to tell you. That way, it would be even better."
"What are you talking about?"
She holds onto my hand. "You're coming with us."
"Where are we going?"
"It's time for your wedding gift, my dear!"
My lips curve into a smile. "But-"
"Oh, just come with us." She chuckles.
Along with my father-in-law, we take her helicopter which flies over a beautiful estate. Even from a distance, I'm able to make out the majestic mansions which leave me amazed. "Do you like your gift?" Her voice is loud.
"What?" I look at her with wide eyes, wondering if I heard her correctly just now.
"Do you like your gift?"
My jaw drops. "Wait, this estate is mine?"
They both nod, proudly smiling.
At a loss for words, I open my arms wide and hug both of them. I knew I was getting a gift, but nothing could've prepared me for something so grand.
Dominic
I didn't think I'd be arriving at my parents' house to the news of Vanessa already receiving her gift, a whole fucking estate? What the fuck?
Vanessa and I should have already left by now but she keeps talking to my mother, which makes it even more irritating as they can stop discussing the estate. "Can I talk to you, my son?" my mother suddenly says to me.
"You finally have time for me?" I say to her.
She shakes her head, just like my father.
"This will only take a moment," she assures me.
With a heavy sigh, I follow her to the study and I close the door behind me.
"Why are you so grumpy?" she asks.
"Do you really want to know?" I cross my arms.
She shakes her head at me with a smile. "I know what's wrong, my son. You're jealous."
"Of course I'm jealous."
"I know how to fix this." She pulls out one of the drawers.
"There's nothing you can possibly do that'll make me forget about this unfairness."
She giggles, approaching me with an envelope and handing it to me.
I take the envelope from her, already uninterested as I take out the document inside.
As I read the title at the top, my eyes widen in pleasant surprise.
"What?" I say loudly, holding the document with both hands. "Mom, you're giving me your company shares?"
"Yes and that's 51%."
"But... but..."
"Did you really think I wouldn't give you anything?"
Thrilled, I wrap my arms around her tightly. She has so many shares in most well established companies across various industries but the shares transferred to me in O particular, are of great influence.
"Thank you!" I whisper with a smile
"You're welcome. Just take good care of my Vanessa or else you and I will have a problem."
"Mom, you don't have to worry about anything."
With my head high and the envelope in my hand, we return to the living room, joining Vanessa and my father.
She straight away notices the difference in my demeanor and I just can't stop smiling.
"Guess who just got 51% shares as a gift?" I wave the envelope.
Vanessa shakes her head at me and I soon realize I might be acting a little too petty right now, but it doesn't matter.
"We have to pass through my dad's house, so we should get going now," she says.
"Of course," my father says to her.
Gently rubbing the side of my arm, my mother says, "Remember what I told you. Take good care of her."
"You know I will. I always do."
"Excellent!" she says with pride. "I'm so glad this is who you are, unlike that unnamed young man in that scandalous article!"
My eyes widen a little but I have to stay composed so I don't raise suspicion.
"That was shocking when I read it." I clear my throat.
"What man would do such a thing?" My father shakes his head with disapproval.
"And what wife would be foolish enough to accept such a situation?" My mother narrows her eyes in disappointment.
I glance at Vanessa and she awkwardly rubs the back of her neck
The more my parents talk about it and how disgusted they are, the more I get an idea of how they would react if they were to find out that this is actually about Vanessa and me.
Carmella must've known that everyone would be talking about this, including my parents just sol can see their reaction, which already scares me. What could she possibly be up to now?