The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

At night, Janet wore her headphones and sat on the chair, with one leg under her bum, and began working on her design.

Her elegant fingers had a way of their own with the pen. She painted at ease, drawing bold, confident strokes. The window was open, and the summer breeze rustled her long, silky locks.

Ethan knocked on the door. His heart flipped when he witnessed the beautiful scene.

Janet glanced at him and looked away, focusing on the painting.

Ethan took her gesture as approval to get into the room. He shamelessly walked in and closed the door.

“Let’s talk.” Ethan’s eyes were dark. He placed a steaming glass of milk on the table and looked at her.

The sweet scent of milk wafted in the air.

Janet pursed her lips. Her mind was a mess. “I don’t have time.”

Ethan took a step back and sat on the edge of the bed, trailing his fingers across the soft bedsheet. “I’ll wait for you to finish your work.”

unique scent filled the room as the wind swept across her. Ethan’s mouth dried, and his body turned hot in an instant.

finally stopped drawing. She stole a glance at Ethan, who was staring at

picked up her graphic tablet on the table. The next moment, darkness engulfed her. Ethan’s muscular frame pressed against hers. He placed his hands on either side, trapping Janet

work.

chest as

tight embrace. His hair rested on her shoulder, exuding a faint peppermint scent. “What on earth do you want me to do to calm you

made her skin prickle

of the domineering heroes he had read in books, who wouldn’t let go of their love interests during such situations. The more their

With his free hand, he helped her put

comfortably and talk.” Janet tried wriggling

you will run away and won’t talk to

her chin and lifted her

Janet’s eyes widened.

lips with his

and bit her bottom lip. An involuntary squeal left Janet’s lips. Before she could react, Ethan picked her up and threw