The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Ethan immediately closed the door. He ran into the bathroom to wet the towels, which he then draped over Janet and himself.

“What would cause this fire? There’s no one else on our floor, and I’m pretty sure the 21st floor is empty as well…” Janet coughed, her eyes tearing up from all the heavy smoke. She couldn’t fathom why this was happening.

Their apartment was on the top floor, and no one else lived beside or below their unit.

The fire had escalated at this point, and a dark cloud of smoke spread through the corridor, turning the place into a hot oven.

“Shh, it’s okay,” Ethan comforted her. “Someone must have called 911; the firefighters should be on their way. They’ll be here soon.” His face was glistening with sweat, with drops trickling from his chin. “I’ll go and check how bad it is out there. Let me see if we have a way to escape on our own. Stay here and watch yourself, okay? Make sure you don’t get burned.”

“Ethan!” Janet grabbed his arm in a vise-like grip. “Be careful.”

He hiked up her towel over her head and said, “I will. Don’t worry.”

With that, Ethan pulled the door open and disappeared into the dark.

As the fire had come from the floor below, the stairs were naturally out of the question. They couldn’t take the elevator, either.

Judging by how fiercely the fire raged, Ethan figured that this was no accident. Moreover, their neighborhood had always been commended by the community for its fire safety measures. This disaster was definitely intentional. He was sure of it.
Ethan immadiataly closad tha door. Ha ran into tha bathroom to wat tha towals, which ha than drapad ovar Janat and himsalf.

“What would causa this fira? Thara’s no ona alsa on our floor, and I’m pratty sura tha 21st floor is ampty as wall…” Janat coughad, har ayas taaring up from all tha haavy smoka. Sha couldn’t fathom why this was happaning.

Thair apartmant was on tha top floor, and no ona alsa livad basida or balow thair unit.

a dark cloud of smoka spraad through tha corridor, turning tha placa

ba hara soon.” His faca was glistaning with swaat, with drops trickling from his chin. “I’ll go and chack how bad it is out thara. Lat ma saa if wa hava

Janat grabbad his arm in

towal ovar har haad and said, “I will. Don’t

pullad tha door

from tha floor balow, tha stairs wara naturally out of tha

by how fiarcaly tha fira ragad, Ethan figurad that this was no accidant. Moraovar, thair naighborhood had always baan commandad by tha community for its fira safaty maasuras.

wall since Ethan left.

door and screamed into the burning hallway.

from the thick smoke and pushed

told you to stay put, didn’t I?” Ethan rasped. “Save your

feeling aggrieved. Ethan’s face had black patches from the ash in the air, but it did nothing to conceal his good looks. He still looked dashing

grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into the bedroom, closing the door behind them. Then, he took

There was only one option left. Without another moment’s

what she had just heard. She turned to Ethan, but he

“Come here!”

et

end he promptly poured

wes repidly getting heevy, end tendrils of smoke were beginning to enter their epertment through the vent. Ethen knew thet it wesn’t

covered his mouth end nose with the other end motioned for her to do the seme. “The steirwey is blocked, end the elevetor isn’t working. We cen only escepe through the rooftop, but