The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Chapter 45

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Just to see Carmella’s reaction, I try something again,

“I’ll text you after I’m home with Vanessa.” I say to her, firmly gripping the top part of the car door to keep myself steady.

“Okay.” Once again, she doesn’t look up from her phone and it upsets me a little.

Not letting it slide this time, I step away from the car and stagger toward her, swaying a little.

“If you don’t stop looking at that phone, I’ll fucking break it.” My tone is laced with irritation. “What’s got you so glued to your phone that you’re not even paying attention?”

She finally looks in my direction with a bitter chuckle, but takes a few steps back.

“Am I supposed to watch you take care of your fucking wife?”

“You know that’s not what I’m talking about is there something I don’t know?”

“Why would you ask me that?”

Her ea

and tone soften a little as she shoves her phone in her handbag

Stopping just a few feet away from her, I cross my arms and say, “It feels like there’s something you’re not telling me.”

“W–what? You think I’m hiding things from you?”

“That’s what it looks like to me. What’s got you looking so troubled?”

“Babe, everything’s fine.” She clears her throat and instantly faces the other direction without further explaining herself. “I’m going back. inside to have a good time.”

“No, we’re not done here.”

“I love you,” she whispers as she bites her lip, then heads back inside.

I still need an explanation regarding this sudden change in hér attitude. Though she’s acting strange, this works in my favor at the moment.

she ends up falling in my direction and resting her head right on my

and just let her be. She rests her head on my shoulder and I look down at her face, only for my eyes to drop to her collarbone and thigh slit.

but even after I do, it’s all on

whiskey now starts

kicking in, but I won’t give in until she’s in her

we get home, I carry her bridal style into the house and I stagger a bit more, but i tell myself to keep

do this on my own. I even take the purse with

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forward, but that’s not enough to keep me focused. She breathes onto my neck and moans softly in her drunken state. I wish I could make her stop. That way, I won’t be

open the door since she’s in my arms. so I put her down and her heels don’t even touch the floor the way they should, they wobble. If not for my firm grip around her waist, she’d be

her waist while I hold onto her purse, she moans sensually and that reminds me just how sensitive she

that short, so I scoop her up and head inside, keeping my eyes

bed, I drop

onto my arms with her eyes still

my face so close to hers that I feel her warm breath

should I thank you? I didn’t

bring you home.” I

but I just stare at her as

so I can just sleep. I feel my focus slipping right

I remove her hands from my arms and take a step back, she’s unable to sit upright

I remember how she told me to mind my own business as she poured herself more and more wine. Now I have to take care of her. Just tonight,

eyes travel up her exposed thigh and I hate to admit it, but there’s a stir in my

take off her heels, then hold onto her lower legs and bring her

try to com

far, everything seems fine, but I know there’s something I need to keep ready. I call for the butler and he brings a bucket,

place it on the part of the floor that’s right near the edge of the bed, certain of what is to come. It

side only accentuates her hips and ass. Shit, I ruffle my hair, telling myself that she’s just my wife on paper

so cold, but it’s best to cover her up, so I get closer

need…” She trails off.

lips. I press hard against the mattress

“I need…a shower”

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