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

moment,

on either side,

with work.Let’s talk

and her heart took a sprint in her chest as

want

wrapped his arms around Janet and

her shoulder, exuding a faint peppermint

want me to do to calm you

one foot to another, as his hot

Ethan! I have to clean the desk," she whined, shrinking

got reminded of the domineering heroes he had read in books, who wouldn’t let go of their

struggled, the more aggressive

her tighter and pressed his body against Janet’s, trapping her against the

put the tablet into the bag and

go of me first.We’ll

of his hold.She was both

will run away and won’t

chin and lifted her head

naughty girl!" Janet’s eyes

stroked her pink lips with his

you still glaring at

forward and bit her bottom

involuntary squeal left Janet’s