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.

my direction and resting her head right on my shoulder. It doesn’t matter

in vain, I give up and just let her be. She rests her head on my shoulder and I look down at her face, only for

few seconds to stop looking but

whiskey now starts strongl

won’t give in

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

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

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to keep me focused. She breathes onto my neck and moans softly in

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,

just how sensitive she is around that zone. I try so hard not to move my arm until I finally open

distance from the door to the bed isn’t that short, so I scoop her up

to the edge of the bed, I drop

whines, holding onto my arms with her eyes

to her, my face so close to hers that I feel her warm breath with the scent of

didn’t ask you to do

you home.” I place her

just stare at her as I find no amusement in her words.

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

take a step back, she’s unable

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

her exposed thigh and

myself and look down so I can take off her heels, then hold onto

to com

to keep ready. I call for the butler and he brings

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

sleeping on her side only accentuates her hips and ass. Shit, I ruffle my hair, telling

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

over, bringing my ear closer to her lips. I press hard against the mattress so I

“I need…a shower”

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