Falling For My Husband (British Billionaires) (29 page)

There seem to be a problem about that… “I forgot to bring anything.” I licked my lips, rushing to add to that sentence, blushing. “To swim with, I mean.” Why was I acting all idiotic? Umm, maybe because the attention was all on me…

Andrès beamed at me before one of the blonde women hugged him from behind and pulled him towards the pool table.

“I have a lot of new pairs. Come on! Let’s get you into a suit before your hubby catches you.” Lindsey pulled me towards her
side; walking as she asked what type I wanted. She didn’t’ even give me a chance to speak before we got to the lower level and went inside the master’s bedroom.

She then immediately went into a drawer and went through pairs, sifting through with tags in them. “Aha! Red is sinful. Totally want you need to punish him a
little
.” She wickedly suggested as she shoved the items in my chest. “Make that man suffer a little. I think he needs a good spanking, don’t you think?”

Me…
spanking Callum?
Goodness. “I’m not sure he’s into that bit.”

It was just then that her phone shrilled and she instantly took it. “Can you make it or what?” Lindsey checked her reflection as she listened into the phone. “Dude, did you tell Bass where you are? Cause I don’t want him on my ass, you know.
Uh, yeah…
duh?
Okay. Okay—God! See you in half an hour.”

Lindsey made me change in the bathroom as she explained to me that Emma, her best friend and an actress, was coming to visit for a day. Apparently, she was
best friends with Jacques and Dimitris.

It was odd how they’re all connected. But I couldn’t help but feel that pang of jealousy at all of their closeness… it was like a little family.

When I came out of the bathroom, Lindsey was jumping up and down with wicked excitement. “Perfect. All you gotta do now is make him suffer. Don’t give the nookie until he’s all done for, got it? That man’s been naughty, so he needs a good lesson.”

This woman was vindictive and upfront. “You must be keeping Dimitris in check all the time.” A smile formed my lips as I approved at the scant bikini reflection.

I looked… fabulous. Fun. Fantastic. And definitely fuckable.

Perfect
.

“You might be surprised but he keeps me in check. I love him—but it wasn’t like that in the very beginning. You see
, I married him when I was in love with someone else. We separated and got back together again. Santa Barbara then here—New York or Paris—we’re all over the place, but we’re trying to work it out…” there was fear in her eyes, showing a glimpse of vulnerability, which wasn’t evident before. “I hope he doesn’t give up on me. He’s such a wonderful man.”

“Dimitris, from what I observed earlier, seems to be quite attached to you. The man doesn’t have any eyes for anyone but you, Lindsey.” I reached for her dainty hand and squeeze it, giving encouragement. “I don’t think you have anything to worry about.”

Giving myself another onceover before leaving the bathroom, Lindsey caught my eye in the reflection.

She didn’t even bat an eyelash when she questioned me straight away. “You’re in love with your fake husband aren’t you?”

That made me think, pausing as I stared back at her in the mirror. “
What makes you say that?
” Her question made me sad for some reason.

Lindsey shook her head, bunching her hair before pulling to the side. “You have Emma’s look. It’s that hopeful glowy face but with unsure eyes.”

“Oh.” I recalled the movie, remembering the actress. “Is she really that pretty in person?”

Lindsey grinned at me. “You bet. Sometimes I just want to poke her with a needle just to see if she really bleeds cause she sometimes look too pretty to be
that
real.” She raised her brow and pointed at my breasts. “You and I are on the same boat on the booby section, and honey—you need to tighten the knot to get more cleavage to get the
hot damn
effect. You want his eyes glued on you all night not anywhere else, so tighten those knockers babe.”

Her frank blatant personality made me admire her more. I remembered telling myself that I should try a little dose of that, and maybe I wouldn’t be so hung up and so miserable in my love life.

I barely stepped into the upper deck when I was spotted.

Those dark penetrating eyes only made a quick scan towards me before he glanced at the merry Italian. “I gave you orders, Luca.” Callum growled as he watched Luca joined Lindsey and I.

“Dude, chill out okay? Little wifey looks hot and she needs some little fun too?” Lindsey handed me a shot of tequila and did one with me. Boob shot and all, much to my shock.

Dimitris was there to sweep her off her feet and flung her over his shoulder. “Give us half an hour, we’ll be back. I have some private matters to discuss with my wife.” He excused
themselves, but before they disappeared, I caught him giving her a big smack in the ass.

Yeah, that man wasn’t going anywhere. The man was in love with her and he was proud of it. It was an admirable trait. One I liked very much.

“Honeymoon period… after that… it’s all bullshit.” Luca looked away, as if remembering something before he gazed over towards me, the known playboy look was back in place.  “So, Stella is staying with me.” He even had the gall to fling his arm around my shoulder and tugged me close. “Right princess?”

I groaned.
Princess?
Seriously. I protested as I pinched his side a little. “Right.” 

Callum’s eyes flicked back and forth as he took in our immediate closeness. “What do you mean by
staying with you?
” he hissed, furious. Maybe if I looked closely, I might see the steam come out of his ears because they were beyond red.

Luca amiably smiled, unconcerned. “That means she’s staying in my bedroom.”

“YOU. UPSTAIRS. NOW!” he barked with authority that even Luca didn’t say anything, but he did in fact kept that smug looking smile of his as I glared past Callum and stomped my way to the upper deck where we could speak privately.

The deck was empty, but the LED lighting around it made it cozy and I suddenly became too hyperaware with Callum’s presence. I didn’t like that he was being such an arse, and I barely had the chance to
breathe evenly before he demanded answers.

“Why are you here?” the hiss and the furious piercing gaze didn’t even faze me.

Easy tiger. “I heard about what happened and I got concerned.”

“It’s none of your business.”

He was making this difficult. “We’ll I’m making it now.”

Callum snapped, barking at me.
“You have no right to interfere with my life. If I want to wreck it, it’s my decision.”

Oh, so he was beyond incorrigible. It was infuriating. “
I’m your wife!
In the eyes of the law, I have every goddamned right.”

“
Oh, so you’re my wife now?
” He snorted, unperturbed. “How’s dating life going
wife
? Shagged all the cocks you wanted have you?” Callum spat the words at me. Each word stabbed into me, making me even more enraged that I was earlier on.

I was so focused on his words that I didn’t even catch myself until it was too late; I slapped the bloody bastard. “Go to hell!”

“Guess they didn’t live to up to standards? You’ll never get over how my cock made your body sing and weep at the same time. You should’ve known that
the firsts
are always hard to let go.”

I slapped him again, flashing me those darkened eyes that sent chills all the way down my spine. “Keep insulting me. I’ll keep slapping you.” I threatened, but my words didn’t affect him at all.

He simply looked like a raging bull with a red flag being waved at him, ready to strike.

My whole body tensed, ready for a duel. My determined stance got swept into the air when he launched himself at me, captured my face with his large hands, and consumed my lips with ferocity of an imprisoned animal that got free of its cage.

Callum ate me whole and my betraying body merely sighed at the feel of him.

A guttural groan sprung from him as he kissed me, desperately. Ardently. Beautifully. “You just had to come didn’t you? I left England because I couldn’t stay away from you. I had tried and done all the things possible, so that you could have your own life
without me
because you asked it to be that way. You wanted to be left alone. You wished me away. So, I had to do what I thought was the best for the both of us and stayed away from London.” He parted from my lips, eyed fixed on me. “But now that you’re here,
in my territory
, looking beautiful as ever,
and you expect me to remain the same?
” he tsk-tsked me, shaking his head. “Don’t you know me at all?”

I did. Well, I thought I did. The old Callum would’ve divorced me already, but he didn’t. My brain was remembering things, confusing me more. But the biggest question was, which Callum was he, the old or new?

He remained still as he watched me think, calculating everything about me. “Time’s running out on you. So, you better start counting.”

Was that a threat or a warning? “What the hell for?”

“So you’ll know when the time stops when I make you my wife again.”

Back to the root of all evil.
Callum’s desires. “You can’t force me to be with you.”

If he thought I was just going to spread my legs open just because I still wanted, then he could think again.

But my encouraging inner pep talk came on a standstill when the bloody bastard gave me a smug smile.

It was a smile that made your toes
curl, raise the hair on the back of your neck, goosebumps all over your body kind of smile. “Don’t get me wrong, I love force. I love it even more when it’s used by my cock ramming into you.” He was an impassioned man, uncensored, raw and primal.

I bit back a moan when his forefinger touched my neck and slowly trailed it in between the valley of my heaving breasts. His eyes were transfixed on them, while his breathing became ragged. “As much as I crave you right now, I will wait until you come to me. I won’t have it any other way.”

Even if my body was paralyzed and hypnotized by his presence, my brain was still functioning, appalled from what he had envisaged. “You’re such a cocky bastard.”

“Cocky I may be, but my instincts are always right.” His finger was now gliding lower, over my dress, past my abdomen, all the way down to my crevice, stopping it there—just right about my clitoral area. Callum’s knowing smile got wider as he watched me respond to his soft rubbing. “I can’t wait for your soft cries, my love,” he rasped out, eyes not leaving me, before he lifted his finger away and whispered into my ear. “Don’t make me wait too long, I’ve terribly missed you.”

Chapter 36

Callum

For a good hour, I watched as she and Lindsey talked. After I saw that Stella remained onboard, I sent Mikaela and Maxine back to the mainland and had them escorted back to the airport so they could get their respective countries.

It was a surprise to see her, but what really got me all riled up was my reaction to seeing her in the flesh. My entire body burned—yes, literally—burned in hotness as my eyes regarded her with such thorough inspection, so thorough that one might think that I had a x-ray vision because my eyes peeled any scrap of clothing she had in my mind.

When the two yachts moored next to us, my eyes never left hers. When Emma Anderson came, Lindsey, Dimitris and Jacques all wanted to go in the jacuzzi, which made me more paranoid since men were vying for Stella’s attention. They were just like me earlier, eyes raking all over that tight body of hers.

It wasn’t even a question for me if I had to go and join them.

“Do you mind?” I whispered against her ear, as my arm held her stomach securely, pulling her towards me. She didn’t even get the chance to respond before I had her locked, sitting in between my legs.

“Why does it feel like I’ve come home?” I felt so at peace. It took me back to how content I was again each and every time she was in my arms. I knew I had missed her…but God, I just realized just how much. Holding her like this made me not want to let go. I could die like this and I wouldn’t even protest.

I didn’t know when things shifted really. At first we were discussing Emma’s new movie, then the movies that were out—discussing which ones were going to be Oscar-worthy—to watching Dimitris devour his wife before us. Emma and Jacques were in deep conversation. Jacques was whispering into her ear as she smiled and laughed at something he said. It made me wonder, wasn’t she dating that actor Bass Cole?

Everyone was so busy caught up in
their own world when I noticed Stella shifting on my lap. “Everything okay?” I accidently licked on her ear, but I didn’t stop it once I heard her moan after the first one.