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.

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

efforts 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 my eyes to drop to her collarbone and thigh slit.

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

whiskey now

but I won’t give in until

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

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

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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

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

I hold onto her purse, she moans sensually and that reminds me just how sensitive

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

as I get to the edge of the bed,

holding onto my arms with

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

you? I didn’t ask you to do

bring you home.” I place her purse beside

Oh, thank you, Mr Richards!” She e giggles, like it’s extremely hilarious, but I just stare at her as I find no amusement in her words. I just want to get out

can’t wait to get on my own bed so I can just sleep. I feel my focus slipping right now and might pass out. I don’t even remember how

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

mind my own business as she poured herself more and more wine.

down and begin to take off her heels, my eyes travel up her exposed thigh and I hate

then hold onto her lower legs and bring her

try to

keep ready. I call for the butler and he

the part of the floor that’s right near the edge of the bed, certain of what is to

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,

cover her up, so I get closer to the bed but before I can do anything, she speaks to me.

She trails

her lips. I press hard

“I need…a shower”

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