The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

He inquired, “You want me to attend with you?”

Natalie batted her eyelashes innocently.

“Then who else should I have gone with? Clyde?”

“Absolutely not!”

Brandon snatched the ticket and examined it.

“Why do you want to bring me, though? I thought you’d take one of your designer friends, like Elizabeth.”

Grinning, Natalie replied, “Elizabeth already knew about this art exhibition, and she had asked Frank to get her a ticket a while ago.”

“But if Clyde hadn’t given you the ticket today, how were you planning to go?”

Brandon was puzzled.

With a pout, Natalie admitted, “I was still hesitating whether to attend or not.”

Annoyed, Brandon furrowed his brow.

“What’s there to hesitate about? As long as you’re interested, I can secure tickets for you. While art exhibitions aren’t the Larson Group’s specialty, I have significant clout with people across various industries in Barnes. Rest assured, I can acquire as many tickets as you need.”

Natalie chuckled at Brandon’s’ endearing competitiveness.

“Alright, alright, I know my husband is the best. It’s just that the studio has been keeping me incredibly busy lately, leaving me with little desire to attend an art exhibition. That’s what made me hesitant. But now that Clyde has sent the tickets, I can’t think of a reason not to go. Let’s consider it a date,”

Natalie suggested.

At her words, Brandon’s expression softened.

Natalie playfully shook Brandon’s arm.

you want to go on a date with me? Moreover, I can help you expand your knowledge of art. That way, you’ll be better prepared to work as my assistant if you lose

a sly smile

be my teacher?” Brandon narrowed his eyes, a hint of mischief

tried

a confused look, Natalie said, “What do

wickedly charming smile, Brandon teased, “You’ll find out when we

akin to a feather

uneasy feeling of foreboding

grasped

they entered the villa, Brandon pinned Natalie against the sofa, his voice hoarse

White, I want

flushed

man off her,

Larson! I’m a real teacher!

her earlobe, his sultry

body art is also a type of art. Teach me, Ms.

weaken beneath Brandon’s intoxicating touch, a fiery sensation building

they were consumed by passion and on the

and pressed

swatted her hand away and kissed her

the time to answer

it. What

pushed him away

“Fine.”

gaze filled with frustration as

the call

answering, Natalie heard Hannah’s excited, aged

“Natalie, I saw it!”

Natalie asked, “Hannah, what did you

Hannah’s elation was palpable.

clothes you designed for me! I’m so thrilled

sigh of relief, realizing it was

solitary life in the countryside, which often

a late-night call, Natalie had feared something had happened