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.

falling in my direction and resting her head right on my shoulder. It doesn’t matter how many times I reposition her head so she can sit up. She still

all my efforts in vain, I give up and just let her be. She rests her head on my shoulder and

looking but even after

now starts

but I won’t give

and I stagger a bit more,

but no, I’ll do this on my own. I even take the purse with me so I

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try so hard not to look down at her exposed thigh, so I face 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 reminded

through the passage until I get to her bedroom. I struggle to open the door since she’s in my arms. so I put her down and her heels don’t even touch the

how sensitive she is around that zone. I try

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

of the bed, I drop her a little roughly

She whines, holding onto my arms

her, my face so close to hers that I feel her

you? I didn’t ask you to do

you asked me to bring you home.” I place her purse

you, Mr Richards!” She e giggles, like it’s extremely hilarious, but I just stare at her as I find no amusement in her words. I just want to get out of here.

get on my own bed so I can just sleep. I feel my focus slipping

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

she poured herself more and more wine. Now I have to take care of her. Just tonight, I’ll make an exception since I’m

up her exposed thigh and I hate to admit it, but

off her heels, then hold onto her lower legs

to

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

place it on the part of the floor that’s right near the edge of the bed,

to do for her, my eyes travel up her body and the way she’s sleeping on her side only accentuates her hips and ass. Shit, I ruffle my

up, so I get closer to the bed but before I can do anything, she speaks to

She

I press hard against the mattress so I don’t

“I need…a shower”

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