My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Brandon's whole body tensed up instantly.

Seeing this, the smile on Janet's face became even brighter.She tilted her head to look at him in a somewhat innocent-like manner, to which Brandon tightened his jaw and pursed his thin lips.

"What's the matter? You look flustered.Brandon, you were never like this in bed before."

Janet continued to banter with him.

Brandon himself once admitted that he was wild in bed.

So why was he so shy now? Janet found it oddly amusing.

Upon hearing her, Brandon's steps became unsteady subconsciously.

Was she telling him the truth? In his memory, he had never slept with a woman.

Moreover, Janet was nothing but a stranger to him now.

How on earth could she know what he was like in bed? Seeing the hesitant and uncertain look on Brandon's face, Janet suddenly wanted to keep on teasing him.

She pulled his suit jacket and led him into the master bedroom.

around? After all,

to the

refuse her, he walked into the room slowly, as if

her mouth and said gently, "Well, get settled.I'll take a

from the bathroom

some reason, he

his head and

just

him? After stepping out of the shower, Janet saw that Brandon hadn't left.He was sitting quietly on the sofa, reading a magazine.He had taken off

unbuttoned, exposing his sharp collarbone and pectoral

the edge of the bed and asked, "Aren't you going to take a shower before going to

I was waiting for you to

up at the woman in

hoarse for reasons he couldn't explain.He had flipped through the magazine in his hand twice or thrice now, but nothing seemed to register in his mind.He couldn't seem to concentrate

then walked to the bathroom.He was at a complete loss as to what to do, which

trying to seduce him.And it worked.His mind went blank and he stayed

out wrapped

a bedside table lamp illuminating the room