The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

How could Janet not feel guilty?

Although Ethan seemed casual, he treated her like a princess. If she planned to leave him for some reason one day, the pain would feel excruciating as if someone had ripped her heart right out of her chest.

The wind whistled in the night. Janet lowered her head and tried to get hold of herself.

“I could have handled it on my own, Ethan.” Her voice drifted with the wind.

She had always been alone and fought her own battles.

Ethan walked up to her, and Janet saw his yellowing canvas shoes.

She looked up, and her gaze met his enigmatic eyes.

Ethan smiled and gently stroked his hair. “You have a husband now. It’s different.”

Ethan’s broad chest blocked the wind as he stared into her eyes.

“Let’s go back. It’s late,”

Janet said in a hushed voice. His words both confused and touched her. She turned around and continued to walk forward.

and caught up

chirped in the quiet

something touch his finger. He looked down

tugged at the corners of his lips, and his face softened. He gently

Can I?” Ethan’s voice was thick with lust as he

widened. She didn’t know what to say to him.

“Why are

in amusement. Janet had just told him that he

and gently licked it. Janet moaned in the back of her

Janet’s mouth parted, Ethan lifted her in his arms. She involuntarily wrapped her legs around his waist and rested her head on his

chiseled, muscular body made her heart

didn’t let go of

the motorcycle?” Janet’s face flushed as she rested her face against his

playful smile

no choice but to get

lips again. “Your lips taste like strawberry. I like it.

was almost nine

as Janet entered the apartment, she rushed