My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

At night, Janet wore her headphones and sat on the chair, with one leg under her bum, and began working on her design.Her elegant fingers had a way of their own with the pen.She painted at ease, drawing bold, confident strokes.

The window was open, and the summer breeze rustled her long, silky locks.

Ethan knocked on the door.His heart flipped when he witnessed the beautiful scene.

Janet glanced at him and looked away, focusing on the painting Ethan took her gesture as approval to get into the room.He shamelessly walked in and closed the door.

"Let’s talk." Ethan’s eyes were dark.

He placed a steaming glass of milk on the table and looked at her.

The sweet scent of milk wafted in the air.

Janet pursed her lips.Her mind was a mess.

"I don’t have time."

Ethan took a step back and sat on the edge of the bed, trailing his fingers across the soft bedsheet.

"I’ll wait for you to finish your work."

Janet’s unique scent filled the room as the wind swept across her.

Ethan’s mouth dried, and his body turned hot in an instant.

He felt a surge of desire within him. At eleven at night, Janet finally stopped drawing.She stole a glance at Ethan, who was staring at her.

picked up her graphic tablet on the

next moment,

his hands on either side, trapping Janet against

with

turned red, and her heart took a sprint in her chest

do you want to

arms around Janet and pulled her into

rested on her shoulder, exuding a faint peppermint

do you want me to do

weight from one foot to another, as his hot breath made her skin prickle with

to

in books, who wouldn’t let go of their love

female counterparts struggled,

body against Janet’s, trapping

into the bag and asked, "Why

first.We’ll sit

wriggling out of his hold.She was both shy and

you will run away and won’t talk to me,"

her chin and lifted her head to

girl!" Janet’s eyes

and gently stroked her pink lips with

you still

and bit her bottom

squeal left Janet’s