The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

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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.

The ride home isn’t as smooth as I expect. Vanessa 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 so she can sit up. She still comes back to me anyway

With all my efforts in vain, I give up and just let her be. She rests her head on my shoulder and I look down at her face, only for my eyes to drop to her collarbone and thigh slit.

It takes me a few seconds to stop looking but even after I do, it’s all on my mind.

The whiskey now starts strongl

won’t give in until she’s in her

the house and I stagger a bit more,

on my own. I even take the

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that’s not enough to keep me focused. She breathes onto my neck and moans softly

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

still 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 my arm until I finally open the door.

up

the bed, I drop her a little roughly and

holding onto my arms

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

should I thank you? I didn’t

me to bring 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 amusement in her words. I just want

just sleep. I feel my focus slipping right

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

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.

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

her heels, then hold onto her

to

far, everything seems fine, but I know there’s something I need to keep ready. I call

of the floor that’s right near the edge of the bed, certain of what is to come. It might

to do for her, 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,

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

need…” She trails off.

over, bringing my ear closer to her lips. I press

“I need…a shower”

now? I find it ridiculous that she’s even thinking

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to shower, I realize that she really needs it. Standing on the edge of the bed and on her side, I straighten up, thinking about how I’m going to handle this

maidservants will attend to her, so I give one of them

all that affected by my decision to leave the party only because of Vanessa.

begins moving around on the bed and repeatedly grunts. Based on

of the bed and position her head right in the bucket.

a step back, I say, “Use