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.

to stay on her side of the seat. Each time the car takes a turn, she ends up falling in my direction and resting her head right on my shoulder. It doesn’t matter

She rests her head on my shoulder and I look down

stop looking but even after

whiskey now starts

give in until she’s in her

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

attempt to help, but no, I’ll do this on my own. I even take the purse

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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 moans from that night.

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

my arm 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 until I finally

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

the bed, I drop her a little roughly

watch it!” She whines, holding onto my arms

close to hers that I feel her warm breath with the

I thank you? I didn’t ask you to

when you asked me to bring you

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

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

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

she poured herself more and

up her exposed thigh and I hate to admit it,

and look down so I can take off her heels, then hold onto her lower legs and bring her up on

to com

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

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

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

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

need…” She

lips. I press hard against the mattress so I don’t

“I need…a shower”

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