The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Gerda paused and let out a loud burp, her face turning red as a tomato.

“Well, then.Let Chrislopher send her back.We can leave it all up to him.”

After reaching a consensus, they hailed their respective taxis and split up.

Christopher locked at Natalie, who was slumped against the wall of the restaurant.

The early autumn breeze was chilly, especially given the hour.

Christopher took off his coat and draped it over Natalie’s shoulders, then he put an arm around her waist to support her to the curb.His hold on her was loose and casual; he didn’t have any ulterior motive.He only wanted to see that Natalie went home safely, and perhaps spend a little more time with her in the process.

Christopher slung her purse over his neck and ushered Natalie to the street.

It wasn’t easy, seeing as he was practically dragging a dead weight.

All the jostling must have woken her up, because Natalie began to groan.

“Natalie?”

Christopher leaned close and parted her messy hair to find her struggling to open her eyes.Her plump lips pursed as he tucked her locks behind her ear.

“Are you all right? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”

“Be quiet.I want to get some sleep.”

Natalie appeared to be sleep talking.She reached up with her slender fingers and scratched her nose.

Before he knew it, she had settled into a comfortable position in his arms, and was sleeping soundly against his chest.

“Okay…Sleep well.”

Christopher was unaware that he was sporting a huge grin at that moment.He had even forgotten the fact that Natalie was already married.

Shortly after, he called a taxi and put Natalie in the backseat with much difficulty before flopping beside her.

us to this neighborhood,” he instructed the

community, but he had no idea which

sped into the

Christopher sat stiff and virtually

in

her muttering

lowered his head and stared at her delicate

hear you

you going to kiss

throat and took a deep

you know

after all—a man with feelings

already?” Natalie placed a hand on his

sounded petulant, coy

invitation, his hand pressing against the small of her

his burning gaze fell on her lips.A muscle ticked at

his chest as he

softly, shattering all

stopped and sat upright

fell

his emotions and lifted the coat on

right.Go

turned his head and looked out

the evening was quite far from

they arrived, it was

moon hung among the foamy clouds,

was drunk; she had no idea what she was

her coat as she waved

slid to her shoulders, revealing her

it’s uncomfortable here.My back

don’t move. You’re

and wrapped it around Natalie, revealing nothing but her

hurry up and carry me upstairs. I’m