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

in, but I won’t give in until

I stagger a bit more, but i tell myself to keep going or we’ll fall

do this 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

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

arm still around her waist while I hold onto her purse, she moans sensually and that reminds me just how sensitive

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

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

my

her, my face so close to hers that I feel

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

you home.”

but I just stare at her as I find no amusement in her words. I just want to get out of here.

just sleep. I feel my focus slipping right now

and take a step back, she’s

for not listening to me. I remember how she told me to mind my own business as she poured herself more

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

look down so I can take off her heels, then hold onto her lower legs and bring

to com

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

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

only accentuates her hips and ass. Shit, I ruffle my hair, telling myself that she’s just my wife on paper

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

She trails

closer to her lips. I press hard against the mattress so I don’t fall

“I need…a shower”

it ridiculous that she’s even thinking about that right now. Why not just go to bed since she’s already

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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 a call,

seem all that affected by my decision to leave the party only because of Vanessa. If there’s something that troubles

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

the bed and position

a step back, I say,