Housewife Gone Wild

Chapter 145

He was insatiable. An hour later, when he finally let me collapse onto the pillows, I was half–delirious with exhaustion. Just as sleep dragged me under, his voice rumbled against my ear. “Victoria… was I good?”

I almost laughed. Men and their fragile egos, always hung up on those few inches of pride. Still, the suite was spectacular. I mumbled into the sheets, “I guess you were alright.“.

Jared went rigid. In one swift motion, he flipped me onto my back, eyes blazing. “Guess‘? Just ‘alright‘?”

Too tired to fight, I groaned. “Fine. You were amazing. The best. Happy?”

His scowl deepened, probably because of the grudging “fine.”

The night passed, and morning sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, stinging my eyes. I checked the time. It was 10 a.m.

Jared was in the living room, taking one call after another. His face had gradually shifted into that polished, businesslike demeanor he wore so well. He turned to me and seized a pause between calls to say, “Get dressed. We should head out soon.”

I had brought an elegant, floor–length gown–soft pink, adorned with delicate hand–embroidered birds and flowers. The craftsmanship was

had been steep. I’d bought it because it complemented

my thick, waist–length hair and slipped on a pair of simple pearl drop earrings. The overall effect was understated,

worn my wealth like armor, dripping in jewelry, convinced that anything less than six figures‘ worth of accessories would

them just as easily. I treated everyone

he had been my sky, my god, my light. Now? Just a stepping stone for my ambitions,

stars.

I found Jared leaning against the doorframe, idly/spinning his phone in his hand. “Where are

assuming I’d left behind the trappings of status in

Why would I need them

froze. Then his lips curved, and he pinched my

“What can I say? A woman

know, it’s strange. I used to complain that you were

the crisp fabric of his shirt. “Relax, husband. Your wife is going to make you proud.” I flashed him

hand–the one stirring trouble–and pressed a kiss to my knuckles. “Throwing you into the business

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