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

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

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

whiskey now

give in until she’s in her bedroom.

style into the house and I stagger a bit more, but i tell myself to keep going or we’ll

on my own. I even take the

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look down at 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

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

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

up and head inside, keeping my eyes only on the bed and not down

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

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

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

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

you home.” I place

Oh, thank you, Mr Richards!” She e giggles, like it’s extremely hilarious, but I just stare at her as I find no

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

take a step back, she’s unable to sit upright and drops

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

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

off her heels, then hold onto

to

there’s something I need to keep ready. I call for the butler and he brings a bucket, then leaves.

the edge of the bed, certain of what is to come. It

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 not

so cold, but it’s best to cover her up, so I get

She

closer to her lips. I press hard against the mattress

“I need…a shower”

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