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

face turned crimson as he quickly straightened up. He'd suspected something between Peter and Jenkins, but knowing they'd

voice beside him broke his thoughts. "Peter

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

Oh, he definitely did.

and now, the noise level from inside made it

Just as he was about to turn away,

steps,

ear to the door, listening with wide-eyed fascination. "How far

with you? You're a girl—don't you know

healthy thing. What's there to be embarrassed

him more closely. "Or don't you

had always been open-minded. To her, these things

Charles was still innocent when it came

so long, and the most he'd ever done was kiss her. Beyond that? This was a whole

and gently pushed her back towards his room. "It's late. Go to bed

you. Don't you really have that kind

his tone steady. "We're not there yet! Maybe when

was only nineteen. He was right; she

Then for my twentieth birthday,

really don't know when

glowing, and he could barely look at her.

room before she could look back. "Get in there