Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 881: How Much to Keep You?

Justin Xavier paused in his steps, then turned around. The door was only slightly ajar, and Leah Thorne stood inside, her alluring eyes locked on him.

She had changed out of her black slip dress and was now in a fuchsia nightgown. Fuchsia is a difficult color for women to pull off and can often look tacky, but Leah wore it perfectly. The pale hue made her skin look even more lustrous, adding a touch of sensuality for no reason. Her curls languidly draped over her shoulders, and she stood barefoot in the doorway looking at him with watery eyes; she was quite the... little enchantress.

Justin Xavier walked over with his tall and handsome frame, and with a smirk on his lips, he chuckled, "I thought you weren’t going to open the door for me."

Leah looked at him, "President Xavier, do you need something from me?"

Justin Xavier opened his palm, "For you."

It was a... anklet.

A thin platinum chain encrusted with tiny diamonds that sparkled brilliantly with every movement.

Leah had good eyesight and noticed the diamonds were engraved with the letters L, I, N, G.

Ling, the letters of her name, Leah.

He gave her a diamond anklet engraved with her name.

Leah fluttered her dense lashes like a fan, looking at him, "When did you buy this anklet?"

He must have bought it a while ago; otherwise, he wouldn’t have had time to engrave her name on it so quickly.

Justin Xavier gazed deeply at her, his voice husky, "I bought it when you were 18, meant to be a birthday gift for your 18th birthday."

Her 18th birthday, he never got to give the gift, as he had taken her by force, making her his in pain.

Speaking of her 18th, Leah masked all her emotions, merely arching her brows and playfully glaring at him, "You gave me this when I was 18, Justin Xavier, you’re such a pervert, aren’t you?"

Even though 18 is the age of adulthood, she was still just a girl.

A man giving a girl an anklet came off as... suggestive, as if she were his caged and spoiled pet — truly perverse!

Being scolded, Justin Xavier merely chuckled with a smirk, looking every bit the debonair rogue as he knelt down to clasp the anklet around her delicate ankle.

He had good taste, and she had icy skin and jade-like bones; the anklet on her ankle made her look even more like a siren.

Justin Xavier stood up straight, just in time to hear Leah thank him, "President Xavier, thank you. It’s late; I need to take a shower and go to bed. You should also rest early."

With that, Leah moved to close the door.

But it didn’t close, as Justin Xavier’s large hand pressed against the door. The champagne-hued lights in the hallway were very soft, yet his eyes were blazing, "Leah, since when was I so easy to dismiss in your eyes?"

Leah knew this man was just a businessman; he gave her jewels and diamonds only to ask for something in return.

"Didn’t you have a rose petal couple bath with Davina Rowe?" Leah asked.

Justin Xavier, "What?"

Leah guessed that he hadn’t been with Davina Rowe yet, and besides, his clothes were neat with no scent of a woman on him.

"Rose petal couple bath? Do you like taking baths? Do you want... me to join you?" Justin Xavier chuckled hoarsely.

"... President Xavier, you’ve told your dirty jokes, and I’ve humored you with some flirting. Can I go in and take a shower now?"

Justin Xavier was still blocking the door, his tall and handsome frame in the way, and a wicked curve on his lips, "Leah, I gave you jewels and diamonds, and you just chat with me for a bit. If that counts as flirting, you are quite expensive."

Leah blinked innocently, "President Xavier, you probably don’t know my market rate. Someone once paid 20 million just to see me, and someone offered 50 million to have dinner with me. As for these jewels and diamonds, many people want to give them to me; they all beg me to accept them, so I just have to decide whose to accept. So, President Xavier, you’ve seen me, heard the jokes, and I’ve taken the jewels and diamonds; don’t you think you got a good deal?"

Leah looked at him innocently, meaning she’d already given him a friendly price.

Justin Xavier smirked, his narrow eyes radiating mature charm, "To keep you, how much?"

He said to keep you, how much?

Leah froze, "What?"

Justin Xavier stepped forward, his tall and handsome frame looming over her, and he spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Aren’t you talking money with me? Talking money is simple. I want to keep you as my little mistress; how much?"

"..." Leah hadn’t expected him to be serious, but then, Justin Xavier, the richest man in Bayside, wasn’t short on money now.

Leah raised a hand to tuck the stray hair by her cheek behind her ear, "President Xavier is quite wealthy; while I only wanted to subscribe monthly, you want yearly... oh, a yearly package? President Xavier should be careful; I’m very expensive. I fear you won’t be able to enjoy the sweet joys of warm beds and long nights."

The amusement in Justin Xavier’s eyes deepened, "Don’t worry about my wallet; I will work hard to earn more money."

"But I’m afraid you’ll suffer a loss."

"Then I’ll work hard to earn money while also doubling... the time with you, enough to break even."

"..." Leah knew she had met her match; when it came to innuendos, President Xavier was quite the veteran.

Leah said nothing, and Justin Xavier’s gaze was firmly fixed on her small, charming, and soft face. He had watched this face for over a decade, thinking it looked more beautiful than ever. He raised a hand, letting his long fingers glide onto her soft, fair cheek.

The touch felt like creamy mutton-fat jade, and Justin Xavier couldn’t resist caressing it twice before his thumb slowly descended onto her luscious red lips.

He repeatedly traced her red lips, and Leah knew although he wasn’t speaking, he wanted to kiss her.

Leah looked at him, slowly parting her lips and gently licking his thumb with her small tongue.

Justin Xavier’s firm waist tensed instantly.

Then Leah opened her mouth and suckled on his thumb...

Instantly, Justin Xavier’s cold eyes darkened with a trace of crimson, but Leah soon released him, "President Xavier, is this enough to pay for the diamond anklet you gave me?"

His throat felt as though a burning coal rolled through, and Justin Xavier’s eyes flickered with fiery magma, intently watching her.

Leah smirked, her smile light and graceful as she softly asked, "President Xavier, between Davina Rowe and me, who’s better, who do you prefer?"

Despite asking, Leah had no intention of waiting for Justin Xavier’s answer; she reached out and closed the room door.

Justin Xavier once again found himself shut out, left standing outside. He quickly composed his handsome eyes and swallowed hard, tamping down his bodily instincts.

After glancing at the firmly closed door, Justin Xavier stuffed one hand into his pants pocket and turned to leave.