My Wife is an Aloof Beauty

"Don't move! One more step and you'll..." Duke couldn't finish his sentence. Belinda's howl of pain drowned out his voice.

"Ouch!" Belinda tripped on the couch and fell to the ground. The sheet fell off her body and once again, Duke saw her sexy curves.

"I told you to stand still." With a small gloating smile, Duke stepped forward to pick her up.

"Let go of me! It's all your fault." Belinda shook his hand off. She grabbed the sheet and then dashed into the bathroom, face still burning. That was so humiliating.

Duke looked at his hand held out for her. Did she really need to run from him like that? He was no monster and he wouldn't bite.

Shaking his head, he cast a last glance at the closed bathroom door before getting dressed.

The hotel was the property of the FX International Group, so it was natural that he had his own suite here. Although he seldom stayed the night, the room was always reserved for him in case he needed it for emergencies like last night.

Right as Duke fastened the last button on his outfit, he heard a knock on the door. His assistant arrived more quickly than he had expected. He smiled to himself.

"Boss, I brought what you asked for." Outside of the door, there stood a pretty young woman, slightly panting. There were beads of sweat all over her forehead. She must have run all the way here. She handed over the bag and looked curiously through the half-open door.

"Well done. Thank you. You may go now." Without any hesitation, Duke took the bag and banged the door closed. He couldn't care less what his assistant thought of him.

He turned around just in time to see Belinda walk out of the bathroom. She rep

s man.

"What if I want to be?" Duke's eyes darkened when she called last night as an 'One-night stand'. Didn't she care that he was her first man? Or maybe she was indifferent because she didn't even mind? Any man would be fine for her last night, as long as her longings were being taken care of?

"Mr. Cold, it's not funny at all. Do you really think that it would work out between us?" Duke was furious. Belinda knew it and she wanted to make it worse.

"I think it worked out quite well last night." He knew what she was up to. "In my bed. Don't you think so?" Although he was emotionless, every word he uttered somehow sounded so inviting to Belinda.

"Looking for a friend with benefits?" Belinda retorted sourly. Why did he imply that the sex was great last night? She was not a call girl!

"Friends... with benefits?" Duke looked up and down at her body again before slowly replying, "Fair proposal. I can deal with that."

"Well, I can't. I'm not that desperate. So go find someone else and leave me alone." This wasn't a game to Belinda. She was offended and mad. She didn't like this one bit.