The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Chapter 45

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

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

few seconds to stop looking but even after I do, it’s all

now

won’t give in

stagger a bit more, but i tell myself to

do this on my own.

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keep me focused. She breathes onto my neck and moans softly in her drunken state. I wish I could make her

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 floor the way they should, they wobble. If not for my firm

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 until I finally open the

up and head inside, keeping my eyes only

I get to the edge of the bed, I drop her a

whines, holding onto my arms with her eyes still shut.

can at least thank me,” I say to her, my face so close to hers that I

thank you? I didn’t ask you

did, when you asked me to bring you home.” I

Oh, thank you, Mr Richards!” She e giggles, like it’s extremely hilarious, but I just stare at her as I

own bed so I can just sleep. I feel my focus slipping right now and might pass out. I don’t even remember how much l drank

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

more and more wine. Now I have to take care of her. Just

travel up her exposed thigh and I hate to admit

I can take off her heels, then hold onto

to com

fine, but I know there’s something I need to keep ready. I

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

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

isn’t so cold, but it’s best to cover her up, so I get closer to the bed but before I can do anything, she speaks to

She

ear closer to her lips. I press hard against the mattress

“I need…a shower”

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