The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Christopher took a deep breath.

“Mr.Klein, don't get me wrong.Natalie got drunk during dinner.| wanted to safely drop her home.Nothing happened,” he explained to prevent any misunderstanding.

Sebastian's towering presence made Christopher look insignificant.His explanation only seemed to worsen things.

“Only guilty people feel the need to explain, Mr.Garrison.” Sebastian looked cold and indifferent.

His one arm was wrapped around Natalie, who was swaying around like a puppet dangling from the rope.

“I'll deal with you later.” With that, he took Natalie away.

Just as Natalie walked forward, Sebastian grabbed her waist and threw her on his shoulder.

“Sebastian!” Natalie's eyes sprang open in horror.She screamed and hit his back, but the man continued to walk forward.

With a stone-cold face, Sebastian didn't say a word on the way.

‘When he walked out of the elevator, he took out the key, opened the door, and threw Natalie on the sofa.

“Can you please let me explain?” Natalie asked, her voice breaking almost as if she was about to cry.

Her head began to spin, so she sank on the sofa.

Natalie struggled to sit up, but her stomach churned, she wanted to throw up.

“Fine.Explain!” Sebastian leaned forward and rested his hands on either side of the sofa as he stared into her eyes.

Natalie hugged her knees and looked out the window to avoid his sharp gaze.

Sebastian grasped her chin, forcing her to look at him.

“I got a promotion and salary hike.Christopher gave me a gift to congratulate me, so | invited him for dinner.| drank too much during dinner. had no idea he had dropped me home.Nothing happened between us.” Tears rolled down Natalie's cheeks and dropped on Sebastian's knuckles.He looked like a fierce beast that was about to swallow Natalie alive.

“Is that all? Why didn’t you tell me that you invited him when we were talking over the phone? Did you lie to me?” Sebastian sounded calm, but Natalie could sense his coldness.

“Well, he gave me the gift only after | spoke to you.! invited him as a way of thanking him for the gift — it was a spur-of-the- moment decision. | forgot to tell you about it,” Natalie argued

weakly.

“You were so drunk.” Sebastian sneered.

“How do you know that he didn’t do anything to you in the car?” Natalie was so scared that she didn't dare to retort.

Her shoulders trembled as fresh tears filled her eyes.

“You have low alcohol tolerance.Why did you drink so much?” Sebastian drew a tissue from the table and wiped her tears.

A shiver ran down Natalie's spine despite the gentleness in his voice.

The lights in the room were off, so half his face was hidden in the darkness.

“Well, | was happy.lit was fun to be around all my friends, and | was having a good time, so | just drank without thinking much.” Natalie curled up and hugged her knees.

She wished she could hide from the man’s intense gaze.

Sebastian withdrew his hand.

Two red fingerprints were etched on her cheek.

Natalie had soft, tender skin — even a slight pinch would leave marks on her flawless cheek.

“I called you so many times, but you didn't answer.Are you deaf?” Sebastian stood up, took out her phone, and threw it beside her.

Natalie frowned and saw a series of missed calls from Sebastian.

“I was drunk, and my phone was muted. didn't notice it.It wasn't my fault,” Natalie explained, desperately trying to convince him.Her pitiful voice was in stark contrast with his harsh tone.

“Do you think I'm a fool? You haven't checked your phone for six hours.Are you gaing to say you didn't even once look at your phone after you left work?” Sebastian's eyes narrowed.

Bile rose in his throat as the image of Christopher holding Natalie in his arms flashed in his mind.

“Fuck!” he cursed and pressed Natalie against the sofa.Then, he grabbed her dress to tear it apart.

“Sebastian! What are you doing? Get your hand off me!” Frightened, Natalie recoiled from his touch and continued to step away until she felt the arm of the sofa against her back.She was trapped.

Sebastian had an obvious advantage in terms of size; he could be all over her in an instant.She tried her best to push against him, but his chest was like a solid wall.

He squeezed himself between her legs and pressed his knee over

her thigh to stop her from flailing.

The next thing she knew, Sebastian was sweeping his hot hand down her abdomen and to her crotch.

“Nothing happened between you, right? What are you afraid of, hmm?” He leaned forward and nipped the delicate shell of her ear.

“Since you don’t seem to have any awareness to the possible dangers around you, I'm afraid | will have to teach you a lesson.” “How dare you? Stop touching me!” Natalie's face had drained of all color, while her eyes turned bloodshot and teary.

Sebastian's eyes were like bottomless pits that threatened to swallow her whole.The air around them thrummed with the promise of danger and excitement.

“You don't like me touching you?” he asked, his voice low and menacing.

“You must really be having an affair with that man.” Natalie had never seen him so angry, nor had she imagined that he was capable of such frightening rage.

“It's not that! I'm just—II'm scared.” She realized too late that it

was the wrong thing to say.

Sebastian swooped in and began pulling at Natalie's clothes.She felt the distinct bulge underneath his trousers as his burning lips trailed kisses from her ear to her neck.

“Let me go!” “Stop, Sebastian.I'm not ready.| don't want this! Please, come to your senses..."Natalie cried out desperately, even as she struggled against his ruthless assault.

His eyes spoke of a raw, ferocious hunger, and she knew that he would devour her all night.

For a while, they engaged in a tug of war with her clothes, but Natalie was no match for him.