The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 773

He inquired, “You want me to attend with you?”

Natalie batted her eyelashes innocently.

“Then who else should I have gone with? Clyde?”

“Absolutely not!”

Brandon snatched the ticket and examined it.

“Why do you want to bring me, though? I thought you’d take one of your designer friends, like Elizabeth.”

Grinning, Natalie replied, “Elizabeth already knew about this art exhibition, and she had asked Frank to get her a ticket a while ago.”

“But if Clyde hadn’t given you the ticket today, how were you planning to go?”

Brandon was puzzled.

With a pout, Natalie admitted, “I was still hesitating whether to attend or not.”

Annoyed, Brandon furrowed his brow.

“What’s there to hesitate about? As long as you’re interested, I can secure tickets for you. While art exhibitions aren’t the Larson Group’s specialty, I have significant clout with people across various industries in Barnes. Rest assured, I can acquire as many tickets as you need.”

Natalie chuckled at Brandon’s’ endearing competitiveness.

“Alright, alright, I know my husband is the best. It’s just that the studio has been keeping me incredibly busy lately, leaving me with little desire to attend an art exhibition. That’s what made me hesitant. But now that Clyde has sent the tickets, I can’t think of a reason not to go. Let’s consider it a date,”

Natalie suggested.

At her words, Brandon’s expression softened.

Natalie playfully shook Brandon’s arm.

“Don’t you want to go on a date with me? Moreover, I can help you expand your knowledge of art. That way, you’ll be better prepared to work as my assistant if you lose the bet,”

Natalie remarked with a sly smile gracing her lips.

“You want to be my teacher?” Brandon narrowed his eyes, a hint of mischief gleaming within.

“We haven’t tried that yet.”

With a confused look, Natalie said, “What do you mean? Haven’t you been to school?”

With a wickedly charming smile, Brandon teased, “You’ll find out when we get back, my teacher.”

Brandon’s low, seductive voice lingered, akin to a feather teasing Natalie’s heart.

An uneasy feeling of foreboding welled up within her.

Once home, Natalie finally grasped what his intention was.

As soon as they entered the villa, Brandon pinned Natalie against the sofa, his voice hoarse and flirtatious.

“Miss White, I want a lesson now.”

Natalie’s cheeks flushed a rosy hue.

She tried to push the man off her, gritting her teeth.

“Brandon Larson! I’m a real teacher! Show some respect!”

His lips brushed her earlobe, his sultry breath caressing her neck.

“I know, you are my art teacher. But body art is also a type of art. Teach me, Ms. White,” he whispered.

Natalie felt her knees weaken beneath Brandon’s intoxicating touch, a fiery sensation building within her.

Just as they were consumed by passion and on the brink of heading to bed, a sudden ringtone interrupted them.