Substitute Marriage With the Illegitimate Son novel Chapter 59

At night, Janet wore her headphones and sat on the chair, with one leg under her bum, and began working on her design.

Her elegant fingers had a way of their own with the pen. She painted at ease, drawing bold, confident strokes. The window was open, and the summer breeze rustled her long, silky locks. Ethan knocked on the door. His heart flipped when he witnessed the beautiful scene.

Janet glanced at him and looked away, focusing on the painting.

Ethan took her gesture as approval to get into the room. He shamelessly walked in and closed the door.

"Let's talk." Ethan's eyes were dark. He placed a steaming glass of milk on the table and looked at her.

The sweet scent of milk wafted in the air.

Janet pursed her lips. Her mind was a mess. "I don't have time."

Ethan took a step back and sat on the edge of the bed, trailing his fingers across the soft bedsheet. "I'll wait for you to finish your work."

Janet's unique scent filled the room as the wind swept across her. Ethan's mouth dried, and his body turned hot in an instant. He felt a surge of desire within him.

At eleven at night, Janet finally stopped drawing. She stole a glance at Ethan, who was staring at her.

Janet stood up and picked up her graphic tablet on the table. The next moment, darkness engulfed her. Ethan's muscular frame pressed against hers. He placed his hands on either side, trapping Janet against the table. His hot breath blew against her ear.

"You're done with work. Let's talk now."

Janet's ears turned red, and her heart took a sprint in her chest as if she were on a rollercoaster. "What do you want to talk about?" Ethan wrapped his arms around Janet and pulled her into a tight embrace. His hair rested on her shoulder, exuding a faint peppermint scent. "What on earth do you want me to do to calm you down?"

Janet trembled, shifting her weight from one foot to another, as his hot breath made her skin prickle with goosebumps. "Let go of me, Ethan! I have to clean the desk," she whined, shrinking back.

Ethan got reminded of the domineering heroes he had read in books, who wouldn't let go of their love interests during such situations. The more their female counterparts struggled, the more aggressive they would get.