My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

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Charles cracked open his door just a bit, watching as a sneaky figure slipped into the guest room next door.

Wait—wasn't that Peter?

Groggy and confused, Charles wondered what Peter was doing, sneaking into the guest room instead of staying in his own.

Curious, he stepped closer, pressing his ear to the door. Voices trickled through.

A girl's surprised gasp: "Peter, what are you doing?"

It was Jenkins.

Then came Peter's low, creepy chuckle. "What do you think I'm doing in the middle of the night? Jenkins, we're together now—no need to tiptoe around anymore…"

Jenkins sounded alarmed. "No, wait, I—"

Her protest was quickly muffled, followed by a soft thud as if someone had been tossed onto the bed.

Peter released her, and Jenkins spoke up again, sounding indignant. "This is the Olsen house, Peter! You're not scared at all? What if someone catches us?"

"You're my girlfriend. Why does it matter if anyone finds out? Besides, this isn't the first time…we've already done it at your place, remember?"

"Stop—don't say that…"

From the sound of it, she was embarrassed and had covered his mouth.

Peter, emboldened, clearly wasn't about to hold back

really weren't for young ears

straightened up. He'd suspected something between Peter and Jenkins, but knowing they'd already gone that far—now, that was

beside him broke his thoughts. "Peter sure has guts,

Charles gave a little nod, barely

Oh, he definitely did.

and now, the noise level from inside made

was about to turn away, he suddenly froze, meeting Erin's wide,

stumbled back a few steps, stammering, "What…what are

wide-eyed fascination. "How far along do

burn hotter. "What's with you? You're a

normal, healthy thing. What's there

she looked at him more closely. "Or don't you

face turned even redder. Growing up abroad, Erin had always been open-minded. To her,

innocent when it came to

for so long, and the most he'd ever done was kiss her.

took her by the shoulders and gently pushed her back towards his room. "It's

you. Don't you really

to keep his tone steady. "We're not there

was only nineteen. He was right; she was still a bit

sighed in mock disappointment. "Alright. Then for my twentieth birthday, maybe we can

know when

face was almost glowing, and he could

could look back. "Get in there and