Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 170

Olivia was stunned for a moment. When she finally pulled her senses back, she pushed Ethan away.

The fact that he had touched another woman disgusted her. That was the sole reason behind her instinctive reaction.

However, he held the back of her head and deepened the kiss, rendering her defiant action in vain.

Frowning, she wanted to bite him only to find that he was pinching her cheeks.

Men were inherently stronger than women when it came to strength. Thus, she had no choice but to yield to him.

When Olivia thought she was going to suffocate to death, Ethan finally let her go.

She glared at him with reddened eyes like an angry bunny.

His eyes darkened. “What’s wrong? Am I not allowed to touch you?”

Before she could respond, he pinched her cheeks harder as he stared at her icily.

brows knitted at

to pry his fingers off. “Release me! If you’re sexually frustrated,

it seems like you’re taking the liberty of my generosity toward you.” Enraged,

her past experience, Olivia didn’t dare

him. Although she had raised the white flag, Ethan noticed the unappeased

and headed to

while concluding that his mood swings had become

made a mental note to herself not to enrage

of the washroom. He didn’t spare a single

closet.

one thing–the angrier he was, the more passive she

of the closet to take a suit

a certain solemnity and was

was perfect for his schedule

approached her. She thought that he would reject her suggestion, yet he trapped her by

She retreated in reflex.

closer until her back rested against his clothes. She was trapped in the cramped

nervous, she met his

while since you picked an outfit