Married To A Powerful Domineering Billionaire

LIFE LONG NIGHTMARES

ERIC’s POV

After watching her sleep so soundly last night, I didn’t want to leave her by herself. There was so much space for the both of us, but I had to pass the idea of lying next to her for my own good. It was better to not tempt myself, so I reclined to stay on the couch. At least, I can watch her sleeping face from this spot.

My phone rang in my pocket as I strolled toward the piece of furniture and I noticed Rayne turn uncomfortably on the bed at the noise. I quickly put the phone on silent, before taking the call.

“The executives are ready for another meeting, it’s been fixed for next Friday,” Bryce informed me.

“I won’t be in the country by then, you’ll have to take care of it.”

“Does it have something to do with tonight’s event?”

“Of course, it does. My wife’s life is in danger, staying here after tonight’s ambush isn’t at all a wise idea. You’ve never been in love, so you won’t understand any of the things I’m saying. But, you don’t have to, just take care of the meeting. And, I won’t be saying thank you for what you did with the start-up. After all, you’re my employee, and it’s your responsibility.” I could imagine the look on Bryce’s face as I spoke and it humored me.

“Also, you should…” My phone suddenly beeped. I pulled it out from my ear and stared at it. The bastard! He hung up on me. He must have had enough. I put the phone down and watched Rayne. She looked so peaceful. Even while asleep, she still had a smile on. I bet she was dreaming of me, right now. I could feel something in me thumping. What was this feeling in my heart?This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

I slowly lay on the couch, and probably because I was with her, I fell asleep quickly.

“Dad stop it, stop doing that,” the distant panicky voice of a lad could be heard in the darkness of the night.

“You’ll have to take it, son.” A man’s voice replied.

“But I don’t want to.” The lad cried. “It doesn’t taste good.”

“I know son, right now it doesn’t, but someday when you grow up, you’re going to thank me for doing so…”

“Let me go, I don’t want to.” The child begged, but he wasn’t listened to, he screamed for help, but no one was there to save him, as usual.

“Stop struggling and just do the shit you’re asked to do. The more you struggle, the angrier I get. Now, pick up that fuckin powder.”

“Dad, no, please…” He was begging when the door suddenly opened with a loud thud and a blinding light shone in, encompassing the darkness. There, in the radiating light was a small petite familiar figure. I looked closely and realized it was… Rayne?

I’ve had this nightmare almost all my life, and never for once had anyone come to save me, but today, that sudden light in the deep darkness.

I woke up to a tingling sensation on my face. A soft small hand, tracing my facial features, slowly and carefully. From my brows down to my cheeks and my earlobes. Now this was a temptation, I could smell the faint familiar scent of baby powder and flowers coupled with that soft little hand trailing my face, I could feel my abdominal muscles tightening, and my manhood working on its own.

“I would rather be awake when you do this, you know?” I said when the torture was starting to become unbearable. and felt her hand frozen in place. I lifted my lips and kissed her palm, then rubbed my cheek on her palm, relishing in the feel of it.

“You don’t have to touch me in secret, wife, I’m all yours,” I told her and immediately felt her retracting her hand, but I caught her wrist almost immediately, pulling her into my arms.

I opened my eyes and was immediately greeted by hers that looked to be in shock. Her pupils were wide open and her hazel eyes were staring at me.

“Good morning, wife, did you sleep well?” I asked, searching her face closely. She was looking beautiful this morning, I guess she had the best dream.

“Did you perhaps dream of me cuddling you?”

I noticed her swallow hard, then her cheeks gradually began to turn red. She bit her lower lip shyly, drawing my attention to them, and I instantly was aware of the distance between our lips. Any slight pressure and we’d be kissing, lips to lips.

“Good… morning,” she replied in a hushed tone. Her warm breath fanned my face as she did.

“Were you trying to seduce me in my sleep?” I asked, never taking my eyes off her lips. They were pink and had gone plumpy from sleeping, just like her face was full as well. Staring at them, I had the urge to lock mine in them and kiss her until she was weak in the knees. Now that I think about it, I’ve never kissed her on the lip. Even that night when we had sex, I never kissed her. It had always been on the forehead. I had never wanted to inconvenience her, so I hadn’t done it. But now that she was slowly settling, I might have just fastened the pace of things and kissed these tempting plums.

I met her blushing eyes and I couldn’t help but chuckle. She was so cute. “You’re yet to give me an answer, did you dream of me?” I asked again and watched her shake her head.

“No, I didn’t.”

I stared at her in shock. She didn’t dream of me? Then what was she dreaming of that made her smile so brightly?

“Who did you dream of then?” I asked curiously, noticing her cheeks flushing.

“The man from the airport, the one you called your assistant.”

“Huh! Bryce?”