Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 216

Brian glanced up, his gaze landing on her with a soft murmur, “Awake?”

Natalie, groggy with sleep, her limbs heavy and sore, slumped in the chair and met his eyes briefly without a word.

Brian squatted before her, slipping off her shoes and tossing them aside, his fingers leisurely unbuttoning her shirt.

“What the hell are you doing?” Natalie couldn’t help but frown in irritation.

“What am I doing?” Brian chuckled, retorting, “Didn’t you say you wanted to sleep? What’s wrong with bringing you to a hotel?”

Natalie was speechless.

After conquering her battle with shyness, Natalie was sharp–tongued and quick–witted in the company of others, never losing an argument. But faced with Brian’s biting wit, she often felt outmatched.

She wasn’t as thick–skinned or quick–thinking as he was.

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to show up on the movie set the next day was a concern if she spent the

sigh. “Can you

do you think?” Brian’s eyes crinkled with challenge.

pouting. “It’s that time of

don’t know about a woman’s monthly cycle?”

the previous month, and

20th of this month.

her necessities when she had her first period at fifteen. He knew her body better than she did.

hoped to claim she was wearing a liner to trick him into thinking

exhausted these past few days!” she protested with a stern

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she remembered Madelyn’s message and began, “I think with your spare time, you’d be better off

froze, her face filled with shock as she stared wide–eyed at

to mention other women’s names to my face,” Brian said, his brow furrowed with a