After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Gavin wrapped an arm tightly around her slender waist, refusing to let go. Instead, he pulled her even closer, his grip firm and unyielding.

Jolie pressed her hands against his chest, trying to push herself back. "Thank you, Mr. Cooper."

But before she could retreat, his grip tightened, holding her in place. Instead of creating distance, it only brought her closer, their bodies now pressed together, every movement amplified by the proximity. Jolie frowned slightly and asked, "What are you doing, Mr. Cooper?"

"You've got a boyfriend now," Gavin said, his dark eyes fixed on her. "When did that happen?"

Jolie pursed her lips. "I don't think that's any of your business."

"Is that so?" His tone remained cold, but there was a dangerous edge to it that sent a chill down her spine.

insulting me?" His voice dropped further, laced with a quiet menace, his gaze sharpening as

Cooper," Jolie said, her tone forced but firm. "I'm

his warm breath brushing against her ear, sending shivers through her. "Really? Because not long ago, you were in my bed, moaning my name. And now you're going to tell me you're not mine? Do you believe that? Do you think anyone else would?" "Shut up!" Jolie snapped, glaring at him, her face flushing with embarrassment and anger. "Gavin, we both know exactly what our arrangement is. Eight more times, and when it's over,

tell me, is it over yet?" Gavin watched her, his

agreement, and yet here she

her lip, her eyes glaring at him. What was he playing at? Was he here

Quin," he said suddenly, his voice low but commanding as he called her

him, this was the first time Gavin had ever called her by full

futile. As long as I'm here, your

own words back

through her, as though she had no secrets left, made her feel utterly exposed