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.

followed Janet and caught up

in the quiet summer

his finger. He looked down and saw Janet

softened. He gently held her

Ethan’s voice was thick with lust as he stared at her supple

what to say to him. She felt his actions proved

are asking

shook his head in amusement. Janet had just told him that he couldn’t touch her without her

leaned toward her. He kissed her lower lip and gently licked it. Janet moaned in the back of her

her in his arms. She involuntarily wrapped her legs around his waist and rested her

chiseled, muscular body made her heart

let go

face flushed as she rested her face against his chest, hearing his heartbeat. She licked her

himself.” Ethan shrugged. His magnetic, playful smile made her heart skip a beat. Janet couldn’t take her

but to get

the corner of her lips again. “Your lips taste like strawberry. I like it. It’s

almost nine when

Janet entered the apartment, she rushed into the bathroom