The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 759

With a raised eyebrow, he replied, “I’ve paid them a portion of their salaries in advance.”

Natalie was momentarily speechless. “You…”

Fearing her anger, Brandon added, “If it truly bothers you, you can repay me once the studio turns a profit.”

Unexpectedly, this only fueled Natalie’s anger.

She seethed with anger at Brandon’s unilateral decision-making, feeling as if he wanted to control her life.

She then stormed out without a backward glance.

Brandon could only sigh and helplessly followed her.

As she fumed, Natalie remembered she hadn’t changed the address on the social platform. Pulling out her phone, she angrily updated it on the go.

She refused to use the shop Brandon had secured as her studio!

Absorbed in her task, Natalie was startled by a car horn and heard a man shouting, “Get out of the way! Move!”

Perplexed, Natalie lifted her head. In a heartbeat, her eyes widened with terror as she found herself staring into the path of an oncoming motorcycle.

Although she yearned to evade the imminent danger, the sight of the speeding motorcycle left her paralyzed.

Fear consumed her, stealing away any chance to react in time.

Just as the motorcycle was about to collide with Natalie, a strong grip yanked her back.

She found herself enveloped by Brandon’s arms.

His sturdy chest shielded her as they tumbled to the ground, followed by a muffled groan beneath her.

okay?” Brandon asked, concern lacing his voice. “Did

eyes. Scrambling to her feet, she anxiously inspected

raising his left hand. “My hand hurts. I think it’s

into a panic. She choked back tears. “We need

away Natalie’s tears. “It’s not a problem. Let’s head home; we have a family

supported him. “Be careful. Don’t t*ouch

her concern, Brandon’s heart

She was so endearing.

arriving home, Natalie rushed to

“Honey, wait.”

suddenly

she turned to see him holding her with his supposedly

He tricked her!

she’d been deceived, Natalie tried

found herself swept into Brandon’s arms as he

“Brandon!”

voice came out sweet—the honeyed lilt sending heat creeping through Brandon’s

“I want you,”

throwing Natalie onto

trailed over her eyebrows, plating butterfly kisses across

the sensitive skin

“Don’t…”

protested, but her frail resolve

found their place on Brandon’s chest and pressed, torn between pulling him closer and pushing him

her without her

alluring, sending

hold himself back from pouncing on her like a

his neck, his teeth nibbling

wandered all over her body, caressing her

and lower until they reached

bud, stroking them

her sensitive spots made Natalie’s body tighten almost painfully, as if electricity was running across her

head upwards, helpless against the sounds that

arched as she writhed, her wetness

him, her breasts freed from their confines by his deft

had grown taut,