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.

the car takes a turn, she ends up 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 comes back to me anyway

my shoulder and I look down

but even after I do,

now

but I won’t give in

style into the house and I stagger a bit more, but

my own. I even take the purse with me so I

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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 about her sensual

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 floor the way they should, they wobble. If

still around her waist while I hold onto her purse, she moans sensually and that reminds me just how sensitive she is around that zone. I try so hard not to move my arm

isn’t that short, so I scoop her up and head inside, keeping my

to the edge of the bed, I drop her

whines, holding onto my arms

so close to hers that I feel

should I thank you? I didn’t ask you to

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

Richards!” She e giggles, like it’s extremely hilarious, but I just stare at her as I find no amusement in

my focus slipping right

as I remove her hands from my arms and take a step back,

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, I’ll make an exception since

I crouch down and begin to take off her heels, my eyes travel up her exposed

I can take off her heels, then hold onto her

to

I need to keep ready. I call for the butler and he brings a bucket,

part of the floor that’s right near the edge of the bed, certain

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

cold, but it’s best to cover her up, so I get closer to the bed but before I can do anything, she

need…” She

bringing my ear closer to her lips. I press hard against the mattress so I don’t fall on top of

“I need…a shower”

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