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

be ridiculous, Mr. Cooper," Jolie said, her tone forced

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

over. So, tell me, is it over yet?"

him, still had to fulfill their agreement, and yet here she was, parading around with a

bit her lip, her eyes glaring at him. What was he

suddenly, his voice low but commanding as

him, this was the first time Gavin

know exactly what you're thinking. But I've told you before-everything you're doing is futile. As

own words back at her,

her, as though she had no secrets left, made her feel utterly exposed Worse, there was a suffocating sense of inevitability-as if ng matter how hard she tried, she could never break free of