My Billionaire Husband

There was apparent mockery as well as jealousy in their tones, in their laughs. They all despised her. Brianna heard pretty much all that they said, yet she remained quiet and pretended that she had not heard anything.

When it was about clock out time, it suddenly went quiet in the office. Brianna was working on an interior design sketch when she realized the sudden silence. She looked up from her laptop and saw Scott coming. Everyone greeted courteously, "Good afternoon, Mr. Scott Anderson."

Brianna stood up immediately and accidentally bumped her knees at the leg of the table. "Ouch." she cursed quietly.

Scott stood by the door, a hand in his pocket, and looked at Brianna coldly. No one dared to look at him directly except Brianna, and Brianna noticed the awkward silence and intention. She opened her mouth as if to say something but didn't know what to say.

Scott beckoned Brianna and turned around to leave.

Without hesitation, Brianna hurried after him.

When she followed Scott into his office, Brianna asked anxiously, "Is there anything urgent, Mr. Scott Anderson?" Why didn't he ask Levi to get me instead? Brianna wondered.

"Not really. What were you doing then? You didn't even notice me coming."

"I...err... I was sketching out an interior design idea I just came up with."

"Huh. Do you still want to be a designer? Remember, Brianna, you are my private and personal secretary now, and your job is to serve me and please me."

"Right. I do remember. What can I do for you now?" Brianna asked patiently.

"The essential oil for Chinese massage has arrived," Scott said plainly.

Brianna understood what he meant. "Would you like a treatment now? But I have to admit that I'm not professional. I've only had some experience of giving my mum massages."

"You can always do a course and learn properly, can't you?"

"Right. I shall." Brianna nodded.

As she stepped into the lounge next to Scott's office, Brianna stared open-mouthed, shocked by its simple elegance and luxury of its décor and facilities. It was equipped with a gym, a tearoom, a bar, and everything needed. What Brianna disliked, though, was the colors, or to be exact, the lack of colors. There was only black, grey, and white, cold and lifeless.

Brianna took a deep breath and said, "Shall we start, Mr. Scott Anderson?" 

"Cool." Again, Scott said coldly.

"Please take off your shirt and lie on the bed on your tummy." 

Scott seemed a bit reluctant. Brianna noticed and blushed. She saw his perfect figure and the unmistakable six-pack. He's got the body of a supermodel! Brianna couldn't help thinking.

While Scott was trying to make himself comfy on the bed, Brianna took out her phone and put on some soothing music. She saw on the tea table there was incense, and she lit one. Both Scott and herself soon feel the awkwardness fade away with the help of music and the pleasant scent of incense.

However, as Brianna gently massaged Scott's b.a.r.e neck with her soft hands, she could feel Scott twitch a few times slightly, and it made her nervous, especially when her hands moved towards the tail of his spine, around his waist. In fact, from what she had read, she was supposed to ask Scott to pull his trousers down a bit so she could work on the tailbone area better, but she was too shy to ask.

"If it doesn't help, I will think about how much money I shall deduct from your account," Scott said suddenly.

"Huh?" Brianna's hands froze for a second. "But, but it takes time. It's not a one-time instant treatment."

"I have time."

"I'm just worried that you might grow impatient," Brianna muttered.

"I beg your pardon!" Scott snapped.

"I mean, it takes time and patience," Brianna said timidly. "And it's also related to one's emotions." She added tentatively.

"What do you mean? Emotions?"

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"Huh? Are you suggesting I'm an angry and easily-irritated person then?"

"No. Of course not." Brianna shook her head immediately. "I only mean in general, with anyone. It's nothing personal. These emotions are normal. Everyone has them, but the main thing is how we deal with our emotions."

"How then?" Scott seemed genuinely intrigued now.

"Recognize them, accept them, and then release them." 

There was silence for a bit. Scott was actually thinking over what Brianna said. He liked her answer.

"And how can you help me?"

"Well, personally, I believe that you are the only one that can help yourself, but massage therapies and any other ways that help relax your body will benefit as well."

"What are the other ways?"

"By taking care of your bodies, like sleeping well, having rested, treating your stomach well and that."

"It's your job to treat my stomach well."

Brianna pouted her lips and said, "Right, I will." Then Brianna remembered that Scott had problems falling asleep. "Massages will help you sleep as well." She added. 

Brianna continued speaking softly while giving Scott massages, and to her surprise, she later noticed that he had fallen fast asleep.

About half an hour later, she woke him up gently, "Mr. Scott Anderson, it's done."

Scott awoke. He had a yarn and sat up on the bed. He looked at Brianna for a while. Brianna blushed and looked away.

"Pretentious. What happened to Brianna that was yelling at me this morning, huh?" Scott mocked as he put on his shirt. He lit a cigarette.

"I was too emotional," Brianna muttered a bit apologetically.

"Think it over. Ten thousand dollars once. It's much better than working here. Please me, and I will f.u.c.k you more often, and you can make more money."

"Thanks for the offer, but I would rather not." Brianna rejected without a second thought.

Scott knitted his brows. "Why? Have you found another way to make fast money?" 

Brianna understood that what he meant was to accept Jameson's offer and betray him. "Scott, it's true that I need money, but I have my own principles. As long as I'm working for you, I do my job and stay loyal." Brianna said clearly.