The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Ethan bent forward, grabbed Janet's chin, and swept his tongue across her lips, restraining his urge to kiss her passionately.He nibbled at her bottom lip, gently bit it, and stepped back.He didn't try deepening the kiss.

Janet hadn't finished her work yet.

"Eat your dinner first.How many drawings do you have to finish?"

Ethan wiped her soft, pink lips, letting his finger linger a little longer.His eyes were dark with lust.He tried his best to stop himself from taking Janet to bed.

In a daze, Janet looked at the screen and counted.

"Well, three more designs left.And I have to color a few drawings .it will take several hours."

"All right, hurry up so that you don't have to stay up all night."

Ethan ruffled her hair, stood up, and turned on all the lights in her room.

Then, he walked to the wooden table and picked up the bowl of noodles that had turned cold.He looked down at Janet and raised his chin, motioning at the meat balls.

"Finish your dinner.I'll check it later.The bowl should be empty."

Just as he walked toward the door, he stopped for a moment and cast a sidelong glance at her.

"Well, I'm home tonight.If you need any help, just call me."

"Got it."

Janet nodded, biting her pencil.

face.She looked up

at the mere sight

moon hung high in the sky, and the moonlight

with the breeze, and Janet could hear the sounds of cars

brisker and active.She finally finished all her

she threw the pencil down, sprang to her feet, and ran out of the

"I'm back again!"

was

on the sofa, sipping on

at the dark circles under your

now she finally felt relaxed.She jumped

now.How

do you want me to take you downstairs to

on her leg, Ethan took a sip

jumped up on the sofa and began dancing

protests? I'm just going

her

watch her jump up and

arms around his neck from behind and pressed herself

she whispered, resting her

passion were evident in her

body stiffened under her touch.He wrapped his arms around her waist and

Ethan

seemed to

"I'm not..."