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.

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 how

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

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

now

kicking in, but I won’t give in until she’s in

I carry her bridal style into the house and I stagger a bit more, but i tell myself to keep going

my own. I even

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breathes onto my neck and moans softly in

of the elevator, I make my way through the 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.

just how sensitive she is around

the bed isn’t that short, so I scoop her up and

bed, I drop her

onto my arms with her

me,” I say to her, my face so close to hers that I feel her

didn’t ask you to do

bring you home.” I place her purse beside

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

feel my focus slipping right now and might pass out. I don’t even remember how much l drank

soon as I remove her hands from my arms and take a step back, she’s

gets for 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

her exposed thigh and I hate to admit

I can take off her heels, then hold onto her lower legs and bring her up

try to com

fine, but I know there’s something I need to keep ready. I call for the butler and he brings a bucket, then leaves.

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

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

so cold, but it’s best to cover her up, so I get

She trails

bringing my ear closer to her lips. I press hard against

“I need…a shower”

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