My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

As Ethan’s hand slid under her dress and touched her panties, he felt something like a sanitary napkin.His hands stilled; he jerked up his head and looked at her.

"Are you on your period?" Janet leaned against his arm, gasping, for breath.

Her face turned scarlet.

"I told you to wait," she said, looking away.

Ethan did some mental math and realized it was indeed time for her period.

He sighed and stepped back, wrapping the quilt around Janet.

"When will you…"

"In three days." Ethan stroked her hair.

Then, he buried his head in her chest and took a deep breath.

"You smell good."

A few minutes later, Ethan stood up and kissed the corner of her lips.

His bloodshot eyes bore an unreadable emotion.

"All right." He swallowed and cleared his throat.

"Go to bed early.I’m going to shower."

It was not easy to contain the desire surging through his veins.

of waiting for Janet to let him make

resist his advances, his hopes and desires had reached their

because

could feel his blood rusking

if he were about to explode and burst into a ball of

clumsily stood up,

nothing but her flawless face.Her watery eyes met Ethan’s.She pursed

"Okay, sleep early.Good night."

beauty could easily arouse men’s desire to protect and take care

leaned forward and kissed her

very cooperative today,"

let go of you next

to the bathroom and took a cold shower until his raging hormones

Janet sneaked back to her bedroom with her legs

work with

and his tense aura frightened

the meeting, Garrett walked up to him and asked, "How’s it going,

brows furrowed as he

"Stop gossiping, will you?"

won’t.I want to know what’s going on

eye for detail.He could tell

persuasion, Ethan finally told

that, Garrett couldn’t stop

absolutely no talent for pursuing women.Who would use such an old trick? No wonder you got exposed.But fortunately, everything

scowled at Garrett, ignoring