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.

car takes a turn, she ends up falling in my direction and resting her head right on my shoulder. It doesn’t matter how many times I reposition her head so she

head on my shoulder

a few seconds to stop looking but

now starts

won’t give in until she’s in her bedroom.

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

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

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her exposed 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 I could make her stop. That way, I

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. If not for my firm grip around her waist, she’d be on the floor right now.

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

distance from the door to the bed isn’t that short, so I scoop her up and head inside, keeping my eyes only

as I get to the edge of the bed,

my

to her, my face so close to hers that I feel her warm

I didn’t ask you to

to bring you home.” I place

She e giggles, like it’s extremely hilarious, but I just stare at her

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

back, she’s unable to sit

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

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

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

to

but I know there’s something I need to keep ready. I call for

the part of the floor that’s right near the edge of the bed, certain of what is to come. It might not be now,

accentuates her hips and

I get closer to the bed

She

over, bringing my ear closer to her lips. I press hard against the mattress so I don’t fall

“I need…a shower”

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