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.

seat. Each time the car takes a turn, she ends up falling in my direction and resting her head right on my

her be. She rests her head on my shoulder and I look down at her face,

takes me a few seconds to stop looking but even after I

whiskey now starts strongl

I won’t give in until she’s in

house and I stagger a bit more, but i tell myself to keep going or

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

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

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

she moans sensually and that reminds me just how sensitive she is around that zone. I try so hard not to move

to the bed isn’t that short, so I scoop her up and head inside, keeping my eyes only on the bed and not down at

get to the edge of the bed, I

whines, holding onto my arms with her

least thank me,” I say to her, my face so close to

why should I thank you? I didn’t ask you to do anything for me.”

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

like it’s extremely hilarious, but I just stare at her as I find no amusement in her words.

sleep. I feel my focus slipping

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

not listening to me. 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, I’ll make an exception since I’m already here with

off her heels, my eyes travel up her exposed thigh and I hate to admit it, but

so I can take off her heels, then hold onto

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

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

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 my wife on paper and I’m not attracted to

get closer to the bed but before

need…” She

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

“I need…a shower”

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