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.”

mouth dried, and his body turned hot in an instant.

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

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

done with work.

chest as if she were on a rollercoaster.

tight embrace. His hair rested on her shoulder, exuding a faint peppermint scent. “What

to another, as his hot breath made her skin prickle with goosebumps. “Let go of me, Ethan! I have

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

Janet’s, trapping her against the desk. With his free hand, he helped her put the tablet into

sit down comfortably and talk.” Janet tried wriggling out of his hold. She

you will run away

fingers under her chin and lifted her head to make her

Janet’s eyes widened.

her pink lips with his fingers. “Why are you still

Janet’s lips. Before she could react, Ethan picked her up and threw her