My Billionaire Husband

A black Maybach sped through the night, so quickly that they arrived home before Diana's dress had even dried. The scent of the champagne was still on her dress.

With a gust of wind, the wet dress stuck to Diana's body. She hugged herself tightly but couldn't stop shivering. Brian pulled her out of the car.

"Brian! Let me go!" Diana didn't want to follow him, but he seized her hand firmly, and she couldn't get rid of him.

"What do you want?" Diana shouted. He had dragged her from the party hall to his car without letting her say goodbye.

Diana got angrier and angrier. Hadn't he kissed Antonette at the party? And now he was holding her hand. What was he thinking?

"Follow me," Brian uttered in his deep, s.e.xy voice.

Looking at her slim figure showing through the wet dress, Brian felt like there was a fire burning inside him. He wished he could turn every man blind that had stared at Diana's body back at the party.

"Why do I have to listen to you?" Diana tried to take her hands back. "Let me go!"

Brian's patience was wearing thin. He picked Diana up and held her in his arms.

Being lifted off the ground so suddenly, Diana was scared and screamed. She felt nervous that her feet were off the ground, so she hugged Brian's neck automatically.

"What are you doing? Let me down!" Diana struggled.

However, no matter what she said, Brian ignored her and walked into the house. With Brian's long legs, they were soon inside.

Having received no reply, Diana gave up fighting. When he finally stopped, they were standing outside the bathroom.

"Do you need the toilet? You can put me down then." Diana poked Brian's c.h.e.s.t. She hoped he would not ignore her this time and let her down.

Brian looked down at Diana, who wore an expecting expression and smiled. "Do you want me to put you down?"

Diana nodded at once for fear that he would eat his words if she answered too slowly.

Brian was still smiling. He walked a bit further and then asked again, "Are you sure you want me to put you down here?"

Diana was not focused on where they were going and didn't notice that he had stopped just next to the bathtub.

"Stop talking nonsense and put me down!" Diana grumbled.

This time, Brian did as she asked and let her fall from his arms.

Diana shouted out and reached out to grab Brian's shirt. Although she acted quickly, she fell into the warm, soapy water.

Diana sat up in the bath, still shocked that Brian had dumped her in there. Of course, she wasn't hurt. And the bath was actually quite lovely.

Brian threw a clean, white towel on Diana's head. Leaning on the door, Brian put his hand in his pocket and smiled.

"Come downstairs after you've finished," he said. Then he walked out and closed the door.

Diana was very comfortable in the warm water. She put the towel to one side and sniffed herself. There was still the strong smell of champagne. Regardless of how she'd come to be there, a bath was definitely a good idea.

Diana unzipped her dress and started slowly taking it off. All of a sudden, the door swung open! Diana immediately covered her c.h.e.s.t and shouted, "Brian! You bastard! Get out!"

Brian put a pair of pajamas down and stood with his arms crossed. "What are you hiding? Do you think I am interested in your body?"

"You!" Diana was so angry that she almost stood up to hit him.

"Here are some pajamas. You can wear them after the bath." Brian left the bathroom and closed the door behind him. Diana waited for a while to make sure he wouldn't come back in, then started to wash again.

It wasn't until Diana finished the bath that she realized the pajamas Brian gave her were his.

Brian had broad shoulders and long legs, so his pajamas were larger than an ordinary man's. Diana looked like a child wearing her parents' clothes.

The trousers were definitely too long, but the shirt was just big enough to cover her t.h.i.g.hs. So, Diana wore it like a nightgown.

Leaning on the couch, Brian raised his head and saw a pair of white legs appear in his view.

Her cute toes and slender, white legs were as perfect as a sculpture. With her hair still wet and dressed only in his pajama shirt, Diana came and sat in the armchair across from Brian.

"Why are you dressed like that?" He gave her a shirt and trousers! Why did she walk out in only a shirt? Didn't she know that she would turn people on in this way?

Diana threw the long trousers to him and said, "I really don't know how you can be so tall. I'd be cleaning the floor with these trousers if I wore them!"

Brian's voice took on a more relaxed tone. He unfastened his top button and asked Diana to sit beside him. "Let's have a little chat," he said.

Feeling Brian was not angry like before, Diana sat beside him.

But she still had things on her mind from the dance and had to talk to him about it, "Why did you have to humiliate Kyle like that today? It was so unnecessary!"

Hearing her mention Kyle again, Brian frowned. But for once, he didn't want to fight with her over this same topic. He kept his control and said, "I am sorry for what I said."

In truth, Brian had just been too anxious. If Diana hadn't been there with him, he wouldn't have acted so furiously.

Seeing Brian's attitude, Diana felt happier.

Brian turned to Diana and hugged her in his strong, muscular arms. Then he looked at her intensely and said, "Just promise me you won't see Kyle again. He's not a good guy,"

"Take your hands off me, please." Diana ignored Brian's forceful request and pushed him off her. She didn't want to be so close to him.

Despite their differences, they had finally reconciled with each other. But Diana was still mad at him. It was rare for her to get invited to such a party. She got to wear a beautiful dress. Needless to say, she hadn't got the dance she expected. There was no dancing, and it ended with a glass of champagne being poured on her.

Seeing she was sulking, Brian asked gently, "What's the matter?"

Diana sighed and flicked her fringe to one side. She hesitated to say what she was thinking. "I went to the ball to dance and have fun. But finally, I got none of that, and instead, I ended up back here with you." Why did she keep suffering because of him?

Brian thought quickly and knew what he had to do. He stood up from the couch, bowed his head, and held out his hand in an elegant gesture.

"May I have this dance?" he asked humbly.

With his gorgeous face, the motion was all the more charming. If she hadn't known him, she would have gone crazy for that handsome face.

The light around him made him look calm and gentle. Looking at the man who was inviting her to dance, Diana felt dizzy. She put her hands in his and accepted his invitation.

Brian hit a button on the remote control. A wonderfully enchanting song began to play. Diana put her right hand on Brian's shoulder, and her left held his. Then they danced in the living room to the beautiful melody, like a loving couple on their wedding night.

It seemed that what happened at the party had all disappeared. The light was warm and soft, and the music enchanted them. Both felt their spirits being lifted as they danced.

Looking at the man opposite her, Diana felt her face blushing.

Brian turned his head and gazed at Diana with his dark, shiny eyes. They looked at each other as if everything around them didn't exist.

Maybe it was the atmosphere, but Diana felt like she was flying on a cloud when Brian lowered his head and kissed her.

It should have been a wonderful thing, but at that moment, Antonette couldn't stop thinking about what she had seen between Brian and Antonette at the ball. How could he act as if nothing had happened and kiss her? He had embraced Antonette like they were lovebirds. So, why did he come to her now like this?

Diana was angry and sad. After the kiss, she stopped listening to Brian's words. She lowered her head and pushed him away, then rushed away to her room.

It was fine, Diana thought; she would just act as nothing happened. Since Brian was intimate with her friend, Diana would take that kiss as an accident.

Standing under the light of the living room, Brian watched Diana rush to her room. He smiled and murmured, "Is she shy because of that?"

The music was still playing in the empty living room, sweet and enchanting.