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

I won’t give

we get home, I carry her bridal style into the house and I stagger a bit more, but i tell myself to keep going or

help, but no, I’ll do this on my own. I even take the purse with me so I leave nothing

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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 stop. That way, I won’t be reminded about her sensual moans from

her down and her heels don’t

my arm 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

so I scoop her up and head inside, keeping my eyes only on the bed

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

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

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

thank you? I didn’t ask you to do anything

when you asked me to bring you home.” I place her purse beside her.

thank you, Mr Richards!” She e giggles, like it’s extremely hilarious, but I just stare at her as I

my own bed so I can just sleep. I feel my focus slipping right now and might pass out. I don’t

remove her hands from my arms and take a step back, she’s

she poured herself more and more wine. Now I have to take care of her. Just tonight, I’ll make an exception since I’m already here

down 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.

can take off her heels, then hold onto

try to

to keep ready. I call for the butler and he brings a

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

what else I’m supposed to do for her, my eyes travel up her body and the way she’s sleeping on her side only accentuates her

to cover her up, so I get closer to the bed but before I can do

need…” She trails off.

I lean over, bringing my ear closer to her lips. I press hard against the mattress so I

“I need…a shower”

that she’s even thinking about that right now. Why not just

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I realize that she really needs it. Standing on the edge of the bed and

I give one of them a call, my phone

for them to come up, lean against the wall and close my eyes, thinking about how Carmella didn’t seem all that affected by my decision to leave the party only

maidservants can come up to Vanessa’s bedroom, she begins moving around on the bed and repeatedly grunts. Based on her posture, I know

to the edge of the bed

a step back, I say, “Use t