The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Brandon’s whole body tensed up instantly.

Seeing this, the smile on Janet’s face became even brighter. She tilted her head to look at him in a somewhat innocent-like manner, to which Brandon tightened his jaw and pursed his thin lips.

“What’s the matter? You look flustered. Brandon, you were never like this in bed before.” Janet continued to banter with him.

Brandon himself once admitted that he was wild in bed. So why was he so shy now? Janet found it oddly amusing.

Upon hearing her, Brandon’s steps became unsteady subconsciously. Was she telling him the truth?

In his memory, he had never slept with a woman. Moreover, Janet was nothing but a stranger to him now. How on earth could she know what he was like in bed?

Seeing the hesitant and uncertain look on Brandon’s face, Janet suddenly wanted to keep on teasing him. She pulled his suit jacket and led him into the master bedroom. “Why don’t you come inside and look around? After all, we used to sleep here together.”

Brandon clung to the doorknob subconsciously. Having no reason to refuse her, he walked into the room slowly, as if he was about to face a formidable enemy.

covered her mouth and said gently, “Well, get settled. I’ll

*******

sound of running water from the bathroom brought Brandon back

and chastised himself. Janet was

out of the shower, Janet saw that Brandon hadn’t

and carefully laid it on the sofa. The top two buttons of his white shirt were unbuttoned, exposing his sharp collarbone and pectoral muscles. He looked

and asked, “Aren’t you going to take a

little hoarse for reasons he couldn’t

up, and then walked to

to do, which was a rare feeling for him. Just now, Janet was standing in front of him half-naked, as though she was deliberately trying to seduce him. And it worked. His mind went blank and he stayed in the bathroom

dimly lit, with only a

of the bed. Brandon walked over, lifted a corner of the quilt, and quietly lay down, careful not to wake the woman