The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride (Ethan and Janet)

Chapter 1288 The Romantic Atmosphere

Without hesitation, Brandon placed the blame on Sean, confidently stating, "Sean told me that when the boss is likely to be hurt, an assistant can take unusual actions, like eavesdropping."

Janet smiled gently, not pressing the issue further. She opened her arms and said, "I'm tired. I want to lean against your shoulder."

Brandon returned the smile, walking over to embrace her obediently.

Resting his chin on top of Janet's head, he asked softly, "Boss, what do you think? Are you satisfied with my performance today?"

Pretending to ponder in order to tease him, Janet eventually replied, "Despite the eavesdropping, your overall performance isn't bad, Mr. Larson."

The scent of Janet's body making Brandon feel content. "It's a good thing I found you a female assistant. If I hired a male assistant to be with you day and night, wouldn't I have found myself a love rival?"

Janet playfully raised her head and asked, "How did you know I was going to hire a male assistant at a high price? I could've hired someone more handsome and taller than you... Ah! What are you doing?"

Before she could finish, Brandon lifted her up and pressed her against the sofa.

The room's atmosphere became instantly romantic. As Brandon's warm breath grazed her ear, his low, jealous voice inquired, "You want to find a male assistant? More handsome and taller than me? Huh?"

Janet kissed his lips and said innocently, "I just need an assistant to help with my work. You won't mind, will you?"

Brandon lifted her chin, gazing at her lovingly and earnestly. "I do mind! Just hearing that makes me jealous. I'm the only man you can have in your life."

With that, he tenderly kissed Janet's lips, a moment full of love and affection. Everything around them seemed to fade away, as if time stood still and only his embrace and breath existed.

After the kiss, Janet pushed against Brandon's chest, shyly protesting, "Don't do that. Your bodyguards are still outside the door."

Brandon brushed against her body and said, "They can't hear us."

Janet held his wandering hand, weakly resisting. "No, you can't. We're in the office. Don't do that." Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

With a mischievous smile, Brandon raised his eyebrows. "Do you remember our bet? If I lost, I'd work as your assistant, and if you lost..."

"Don't say it!" Blushing, Janet glared at him and covered his mouth. "You've lost. Don't mention it anymore."

Brandon removed Janet's hand and grinned, "If you lose, you'll have to design some sexy lingerie for yourself and wait for me in it on the bed. If you don't want me to do anything now, design that lingerie. What do you think?"

Janet glared at him and huffed, "You're a scoundrel!"

Seeing her shy and irritated expression, Brandon's desire grew. He couldn't help but pinch her waist and shower her with kisses, whispering, "I'm a scoundrel. So what? You can't escape."

Brandon deliberately spoke with a tempting, hoarse voice, causing Janet to feel weak. Her hands, which had been pushing against his chest, gradually stopped.

"Brandon..." Janet murmured, clutching his collar.

Just as the atmosphere intensified, the reception room door burst open.

Breathless, Lexi exclaimed, "Boss! Are you okay?"