The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Grasping the quilt, Janet bit her lip and hesitated for a long time.

Finally, she put on her slippers and walked toward the door, hugging her pillow.

The early autumn weather was damp — moisture lingered in the air. All lights in the living room were turned off. Janet walked to Ethan’s room and saw the dim light from the crack of his door.

Janet took a deep breath and knocked on the door twice.

The door immediately opened, which surprised Janet. If not for the glass of water in Ethan’s hand, she would have thought the man had been standing by the door the whole time, waiting for her to knock.

“What’s the matter?” Ethan had broad shoulders; his frame narrowed down on his waist to a perfect V. He was wearing a white tank top, and his trousers weren’t secured by a belt. They hung loosely on his waist. He leaned against the door frame and took a sip of water. His lips curled up into a knowing smile when he saw the pillow in her arms.

Janet lowered her head. “I’m a little scared,” she mumbled, clutching the pillow tightly.

One look at Janet told him why she was here.

“Do you want me to sleep with you in your room?” he asked.

thought, Janet glanced

a minute.” Ethan ruffled her hair and walked into his room. Moments later, he came out in his pajamas, holding a gray pillow in his

“Let’s go.” He smiled.

as

room. The moonlight flooding through the window was

lay stiffly on the bed and stared at the

Ethan was lying on his side of the bed with his back to Janet, blocking the

bed for a long time.

head on his palm and looked at her. The dim light outside the window outlined his face and made his

Janet was wrapped in

chuckled and

a tall, muscular man who exuded a powerful aura. Before Janet knew

kisses on her earlobe and

turned red; the little kisses made her dizzy. Ethan must have just