My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Charles cracked open his door just a bit, watching as a sneaky figure slipped into the guest room next door.

Wait—wasn't that Peter?

Groggy and confused, Charles wondered what Peter was doing, sneaking into the guest room instead of staying in his own.

Curious, he stepped closer, pressing his ear to the door. Voices trickled through.

A girl's surprised gasp: "Peter, what are you doing?"

It was Jenkins.

Then came Peter's low, creepy chuckle. "What do you think I'm doing in the middle of the night? Jenkins, we're together now—no need to tiptoe around anymore…"

Jenkins sounded alarmed. "No, wait, I—"

Her protest was quickly muffled, followed by a soft thud as if someone had been tossed onto the bed.

Peter released her, and Jenkins spoke up again, sounding indignant. "This is the Olsen house, Peter! You're not scared at all? What if someone catches us?"

"You're my girlfriend. Why does it matter if anyone finds out? Besides, this isn't the first time…we've already done it at your place, remember?"

"Stop—don't say that…"

From the sound of it, she was embarrassed and had covered his mouth.

But Peter, emboldened, clearly wasn't about to hold back now.

noises that really weren't for young ears drifted

between Peter and

voice beside him broke his thoughts. "Peter sure has guts,

thinking, Charles gave a little nod, barely realizing he'd done

Oh, he definitely did.

theirs, and now, the noise level from

in disbelief. Just as he was about to

a few steps, stammering, "What…what are

door, listening with wide-eyed fascination. "How far along do you think they are? Clothes

felt his face burn hotter. "What's with you? You're a girl—don't you know any

a normal, healthy

him more closely. "Or don't you want

even redder. Growing up abroad, Erin had always been open-minded. To her, these things

was still innocent when

science for so long, and the most he'd ever done

at her helplessly, he took her by the shoulders and gently pushed her back towards his

for you.

tried to keep his tone steady.

nineteen. He was right; she was still a bit

mock disappointment. "Alright. Then for my

don't know when

could barely look at her. "How are

his room before she could look back. "Get in