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.

up her graphic tablet

moment, darkness engulfed

hands on either side, trapping Janet against the table.His

with work.Let’s talk

her heart took a sprint

you want

his arms around Janet and pulled her into

rested on her shoulder,

do you want me to

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

me, Ethan! I have to clean the

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

struggled, the more

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

helped her put the tablet into the bag

first.We’ll

wriggling out of his hold.She was both shy

run

lifted her head to make her look at

girl!" Janet’s eyes

gently stroked her pink lips with

still glaring at

and bit her bottom

squeal left Janet’s