My Billionaire Husband

"Diana, are you going out today?" Antonette asked worriedly.

Diana nodded in silence. It had been a week since they had been together at Brian's house. Diana could tell Antonette was worried about her and was touched by her concern.

"It's OK. Just diagnosis and treatment." Diana said cheerily. She tried to persuade both Antonette and herself that it would all be fine, "After this month, the agreement will be nothing but a piece of paper. I will be safe and free then."

Antonette squeezed out a smile. She had contemplated everything for the last week and had concluded that she couldn't give up on Brian. Brian hadn't fallen in love with her yet because he hadn't seen her beauty. Antonette was determined to meet Brian again.

Antonette talked happily with Diana, while in her mind, she was cursing her.

"You acted like I was your best friend, but actually, you were just scared that Brian would fall in love with me. If only I did not have to meet him through you..."

After another week's treatment, Diana still kept silent and rarely looked at Brian.

Brian got used to her silence and didn't bother her. When they were in the same room, they went about their own work in a slightly weird atmosphere, but at least they had stopped quarreling and fighting with each other.

One afternoon, Brian was invited to a banquet for elite businessmen, held by one of his business partners. Since they were partners, Brian could not decline his invitation.

When Ken dropped Brian off at the venue, the banquet had already started.

Though the organizer had prepared many fancy ways to welcome Brian, Brian was not interested. There was no need for him to prove himself; he didn't need a grand entrance or introduction. So he just entered the banquet like everyone else.

The party hall was bright and full of the smell of alcohol. People were cl.u.s.tered together and chatted in every corner of the hall. This was a great chance for some people, if they got favors from some powerful or rich elites, they might get the opportunity to work with them and someday became elites themselves.

The hall was bustling, and there was great energy in the air. Many people were walking around, searching for one person or another, all desperately hoping they would get the chance they wished for.

Of course, Brian was not someone who was seeking an opportunity; he himself was the opportunity many people were longing for.

Though he came in quietly, he got constant attention from the minute he walked in. The directors and owners of major companies, as well as many single women, were all equally impressed by him.

Brian's customized suit perfectly showed off his broad shoulders and long legs. He had a god-like face and sharp eyes. How could anyone ignore such a man?

Under the dim light, a young, mixed-race man with brown curls appeared. He was smiling, but his job was to stop people from getting too close to Brian. Most people who knew Brian also knew Ken. He was good at his job, and they knew it would be tough to get close to Brian.

With Ken's help, Brian strolled leisurely around the hall, and soon he saw the organizer of the banquet.

The organizer was a stout man in his late forties. He was ecstatic to have the chance to talk more with Brian, to praise him, and try to charm him. He was desperate to discuss more opportunities for them to cooperate together.

However, Brian didn't show much interest. This made the organizer very nervous. Thinking fast, he clicked his fingers and called over a young actress.

As many high-level businessmen were assembled here for this banquet, young actresses were also invited to please them. These young girls were happy to have the chance to dine in such a company. After all, if they gained the favor of any one of these rich businessmen, they could enjoy a totally different life.

The organizer rubbed his hands and winked at Brian. He said lightly, "Mr. William, this is Delia, a new girl from our entertainment company." Delia immediately greeted Brian, "Mr. William."

She raised her head to reveal her dark, enchanting eyes.

Brian glanced at Delia. She had D-cup b.r.e.a.s.ts and a slim waist. She was not only s.e.xy but elegant too. More importantly, the organizer had introduced her, so she must be trustworthy. No one would dare risk offending Brian with a bad introduction.

Brian nodded slightly. He wanted to check out the effect of this week's treatment. He hadn't had s.e.x for months. He was horny and in need of release.

Delia's eyes shined, acknowledging Brian's silent agreement. She was overjoyed.

After the banquet, Delia was approached by one of Brian's men and given a hotel room key card. She went to the nearby five-star hotel and found her way to the room. Brian was already there, sitting on the bed. She looked over at him.

Under the soft light of the room, Delia thought Brian's face was like a perfect sculpture, and his eyes were as bright as stars in the sky. He was definitely the most handsome man she had ever seen! Antonette the actors in her company didn't compare with him.

Delia's heartbeat crazily. Antonette if Brian was not the CEO of William Group., she still felt lucky to have a chance to sleep with him, just for his face.

Climbing on to Brian's body, Delia bent slowly over him and allowed her b.r.e.a.s.ts to rest gently on Brian's c.h.e.s.t.

His body was also perfect! Delia screamed in her mind, Thank God!

Her warm, soft body touched Brian, and she moved s.e.xily. But Brian was still frowning.

Delia was already immersed in her passion and paid no attention to Brian's reaction. Her hands touched his perfect body, then reached down past his rock hard abs and felt for his manhood.

What?

It made no reaction to her touch.

Delia looked into Brian's face.

"Get out," Brian said coldly. With his blackened face, Delia could tell he was on the verge of burning rage.

Shivering, Delia felt cold and climbed off Brian's body.

She peered at the big thing hanging between Brian's legs. She had used all the s.e.x.u.a.l tricks she knew, and he didn't get hard! Was she that bad at s.e.x?

This was the first time Delia had met Brian. She never suspected it might be Brian's problem, assuming instead that she had done something wrong.

"Ken!" Brian shouted. Ken was standing outside.

Ken walked in. After a quick glance, he knew what had happened and handed Delia an envelope full of crisp $100 bills.

Delia should have been happy; nothing happened between her and Brian, and she still got the money. But looking at Brian's gorgeous face, she thought it was a great pity that nothing had happened.

Feeling frustrated, Delia left the room. Ken noticed his boss' face and said cautiously, "How about inviting Diana for more treatment?"

Brian gazed at Ken with his dark eyes. His gaze was chilling. Right now, Brian was like a furious but silent lion.

"I'll go pick up Miss Anderson," Ken said quickly and called the driver.

Brian didn't say anything. He stood up from the bed, got dressed, and walked out of the room.

Delia was amazing. But he just couldn't get hard, and he had no d.e.s.i.r.e for her. Taking a deep breath, Brian wondered why he could only get hard for Diana. Thinking of the fragrance of herbs on Diana and her soft, watery lips, Brian felt his limp manhood slowly getting hard.

Brian was vexed and decided to drive to Diana's college.