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.

seat. Each time the car takes a turn, she ends up falling in my direction and resting her head right

rests her head on my shoulder and I look down at her

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

whiskey now starts strongl

won’t give

stagger a bit more, but i tell

my own. I even take the purse

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not enough to keep me focused. She breathes onto my neck and moans softly in her drunken state. I

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, she’d be on the floor

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

to the bed isn’t that short, so I scoop her up and head inside, keeping

I get to the edge of the bed, I drop her a little

my arms with her eyes

least thank me,” I say to her, my face so close to hers that I feel her warm breath with the scent of

why should I thank you? I didn’t ask you to do anything for me.”

to bring you home.” I place her purse beside her.

it’s extremely hilarious, but I just stare at her as I find no amusement in her words. I just want

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

step back, she’s unable to sit upright and drops her top half

what she 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

heels, my eyes travel up her exposed thigh and I hate to admit it, but

I can take off her heels, then hold onto her

to com

fine, but I know there’s something I need to keep

near the edge of the bed, certain of what is to come. It might not be now, but I’ve done

accentuates her hips and ass. Shit, I ruffle my hair,

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

need…” She

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

“I need…a shower”

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