The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Upon discovering that Laney’s departure had taken a toll on Garrett, leaving him tormented by insomnia and reliant on sleeping pills, Natalie couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt in her chest.

She pondered, had she not aided Laney in her departure, could Garrett and Laney have reconciled sooner? Perhaps, then, Garrett wouldn't be steeped in such misery.

Witnessing his friend's anguish, Brandon's heart ached, but his sharp tongue remained. With an icy countenance, he retorted, “He brought this upon himself.

He deserves it. Now he’s filled with regret. But what did he do when Laney was hurt before?” Natalie elbowed Brandon subtly, urging him to refrain from berating Garrett in his current state.

Reluctantly, Brandon fell silent. After assisting the servant with settling Garrett, he returned to the villa with Natalie.

As Natalie prepared to relax on the sofa, she found herself swept up in Brandon’s arms, enveloped in a tight embrace. “What are you doing?” she protested, pushing against his chest to maintain distance. “I'm exhausted from everything that happened today.” Brandon gently held her hand, his voice low and sultry. “What transpired in the reception room earlier remains unfinished, and I long to continue...” A flush crept across Natalie's cheeks, and she averted her gaze from Brandon's intense stare. “I don’t know what you're talking about. | need to shower.” Brandon grasped her chin, compelling her to meet his eyes, desire palpable in his voice.

“You truly don’t recall? Allowto jog your memory.” Despite his advances, Natalie’s hands persisted in fending him off. Recognizing her genuine resistance, rather than flirtatious evasion, Brandon ceased his pursuit.

Puzzled, he inquired, “What's wrong? Don’t you want this?” With downcast eyes and quivering lashes, Natalie's voice was tinged with sorrow. “We haven't been using protection for stime, yet I still haven't conceived.” Though empathetic toward Garrett's predicament tonight, the sight of his charming nursery reminded her of her own childlessness, weighing heavily on her spirits.

Sitting up, Brandon offered reassurance. “Let’s have a check-up together soon, to put your mind at ease.” Natalie nodded, but her countenance remained somber. Embracing her tenderly, Brandon consoled her, “Don’t fret. Having a child is a matter of fate. If it hasn't happened yet, the tsimply isn’t right.” “I hope so,” Natalie murmured, her tone still tinged with melancholy.

Teasingly, Brandon pinched her nose, jesting, “Even if there's an issue, it’s likely mine. Would you abandonif I were unable to father a child?” Natalie's laughter bubbled forth, her spirits lifted by his comforting presence.

Seeing her mood brighten, Brandon felt a sense of relief. He reached out once more, eager to rekindle their earlier passion. However, Natalie firmly held his hand, fixing him with a disapproving gaze.

“Are we not continuing?” Brandon queried, his tone tinged with disappointment, akin to a lovelorn lady.

A mischievous grin danced upon Natalie's lips. “As | mentioned, I'm off to bathe. You'll have to gratify yourself,” she teased.

“Very well,” Brandon conceded, rolling over to rise.

Despite his enthusiasm, he respected Natalie's desires. Recognizing her genuine reluctance, he ceased his advances and dutifully retreated to his study to attend to work matters.

As Brandon poured over a document, a knock on the door interrupted his focus.

Brandon directed his gaze toward the door.

In an instant, his eyes widened, disbelief etched upon his face.

Outside the door, Natalie donned a black, sexy lingerie piece she had designed herself. Her stunning face blushed slightly, only adding to her enchanting and breathtaking allure.

The lingerie emphasized her full, round breasts and long, straight legs, which shimmered in the light like delicate diamonds, tempting anyone who laid eyes on her.

Brandon's Adam's apple moved involuntarily, making it difficult for him to speak. Finally, he stammered, “Natalie, you...” Blushing, Natalie offered a shy smile.

“I've been planning this for a long time. | wanted to surprise you.” Before she could finish, Brandon strode over, swept her into his arms, and eagerly carried her towards the bedroom.

“Brandon...” Natalie wrapped her arms around his neck, whispering softly, “Do | look good?” Tossing Natalie onto the bed, Brandon yanked off his tie. His gaze burned with intensity. “You look absolutely stunning. | can hardly wait to make love to you and kiss every inch of your body.” After uttering these words, he lifted her legs and eagerly bent down to kiss her.

Her full breasts seemed even more firm and perky with the support of the lingerie. Brandon cupped them gently, feeling their softness. The beautiful sight before him and his own desires stirred his emotions.

Natalie shivered as she felt the warmth of his body. “Brandon...” Her words were met with a deep, passionate kiss.

With one hand holding her tenderly, he used the other to explore her body. The alluring lingerie hugged her curves, accentuating her beauty.

His gentle touches elicited soft sighs of pleasure from Natalie.