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.

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

She rests her head on my shoulder and I look down at her face, only for my eyes to drop

to stop looking but even after I

whiskey now starts

in, but I won’t give in until she’s in her bedroom.

stagger a bit more, but i tell myself to keep going or we’ll fall

on my own. I even take the purse

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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

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 grip around her waist, she’d be

she moans sensually and that reminds me just how sensitive she is around that zone. I try so

so I scoop her up and head inside, keeping

I get to the edge of the bed,

She whines, holding onto my arms

so close to hers that I feel her

thank you? I didn’t ask you to do anything

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

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

get on my own bed so I can just sleep. I feel my focus slipping right now and might pass out.

step back, she’s unable to sit upright and drops her top half hard on the bed.

me to mind my own business as she poured herself more and more wine. Now I have to take care of her. Just tonight,

down and begin to take off her heels, my eyes travel up her exposed thigh and I hate to admit it, but there’s a

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

to com

but I know there’s something I need to keep ready. I call for the butler and he

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

I’m supposed to do for her, my eyes travel 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

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

need…” She trails

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

“I need…a shower”

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