Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 222

As soon as she said that, Ethan looked at her with a prying look. His fingers traced lightly along her neck. “Jealous?”

“You must be joking, Mr. Miller. I am in no position to be jealous.”

Ethan saw the hint of disgust in her eyes. He bent over and kissed her neck.

He even had the urge to bite down fiercely for a moment so that he could get rid of all of the complications between them in one bite.

Olivia’s resistance was apparent. Ethan raised her hands above her head.

He held her chin with his fingers and said slowly, “Since you know your place, why are you resisting my touch?”

Olivia frowned and said, “Why are you acting all crazy here, Ethan?”

He smirked and let go of her chin. He began to unbutton her top.

Olivia had a deal with him. She couldn’t resist. She shouldn’t resist.

a promise at the Carlton

mistress? Or

his belittling and insulting

grabbed his sleeve and

clothes were almost all gone. The show was

moment!” Olivia yelled urgently. She raised her head to meet Ethan’s

His eyes were bloodshot.

head and looked at her. Then,

smell of the perfume I have on.

now. It

of them disliked. It smelled like slutty women at

released his grip on her and said, “You

door. She looked

picked out the towels herself. Their couple’s toothbrushes were neatly placed together. Everything in the bathroom reminded her of how close they used

faint lights in the distance. She felt like a lost and wandering

Where could she

gazed at the same view that she saw.

But there were things that