Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 230

A steady rapping at the door interrupted the stillness of the evening.

Brian furrowed his brow in annoyance.

Bagot was just outside. He should have known that Brian was in no mood for visitors.

Yet, the persistent knock didn’t cease. It fell silent for a moment, only to resume with more determination.

Minutes later, Brian wrenched the door open with a rising temper to find Benjamin standing at the door with an inscrutable expression.

Benjamin’s eyes roamed over Brian’s scantily clad form, lingering suggestively on some part.

“If you don’t have a damn good reason for this, I’ll rip your head off!” Brian growled through clenched teeth.

A shiver ran down Benjamin’s spine. He knew Brian could make good on that threat and then

some more.

tilt of his mouth, his voice low. “Get dressed and

and emerged to find that the ‘doctor‘ was

in generations of

keep Natalie as

attempted to tame her tousled hair. She looked a

respected professor from my medical school days,”

across from Sanford. Brian’s intense gaze, however, fixated on

cautiously pulled a tissue from a box nearby and handed it to Natalie, motioning for her to place it beneath her

Brian, her

21st century, not the Dark Ages,” her

Brian said

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the tissue under her wrist

pulse with his fingertips. After half a minute, his expression

as told, offering her other

minute later, Sanford withdrew his hand and pondered for a few seconds before speaking. “Have you