My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

"Ethan! What are you doing? Get your hand off me!"

Frightened, Janet recoiled from his touch and continued to step away until she felt the arm of the sofa against her back.She was trapped.

Ethan had an obvious advantage in terms of size; he could be all over her in an instant.She tried her best to push against him, but his chest was like a solid wall.

He squeezed himself between her legs and pressed his knee over her thigh to stop her from flailing.

The next thing she knew, Ethan was sweeping his hot hand down her abdomen and to her crotch.

"Nothing happened between you, right? What are you afraid of, hmm?" He leaned forward and nipped the delicate shell of her ear.

"Since you don't seem to have any awareness to the possible dangers around you, I'm afraid I will have to teach you a lesson."

"How dare you? Stop touching me!"

Janet's face had drained of all color, while her eyes turned bloodshot and teary.

like bottomless pits that threatened to swallow her whole.The air around them thrummed with the promise

don't like me touching you?" he asked, his voice

with that man." Janet had never seen him so angry, nor had she imagined that he was capable

not that! I'm just—I'm scared." She realized too late

bulge underneath his trousers as his burning

"Let me go!”

ready.I don't want this! Please, come to your senses..."Janet cried out desperately, even as she struggled against

ferocious hunger, and

a tug of war with her clothes, but

accept his passions; she was simply much too frightened of

black shirt.And

felt the electric sensations rush to her

"No! No!"

was screaming now, covering

she couldn't deny the fact that her body was