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.

can’t seem to stay on her 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 matter how many times I reposition her head

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

seconds to stop looking but

whiskey now starts

won’t give in

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

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

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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

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. If not for my firm grip around her waist,

around her waist while I hold onto her purse, she moans sensually and that reminds me just how sensitive she is around that zone. I try so hard not to move

isn’t that short, so I scoop her up and head inside, keeping my eyes only on

to the edge of the bed, I

it!” She whines, holding onto my arms with her eyes

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

I didn’t ask you

me to bring you

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

I feel my focus slipping right now and might pass out.

step back, she’s

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

I crouch down and begin to take off her heels, my eyes travel up her

myself and look down so I can take off her heels, then hold onto her lower legs and bring her up

try to

keep ready. I call for

on 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, but I’ve done

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

I get closer to

She trails

to her lips. I press hard against the mattress so I

“I need…a shower”

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