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.

promise at the Carlton residence. Why are you breaking your promise and

mistress? Or do you think you actually matter

constant in their exchanges was his belittling and insulting

sleeve

were almost all gone. The

urgently. She raised her head to meet Ethan’s

His eyes were bloodshot.

his head and looked at her.

not like the smell of the perfume I have on. I need to shower,” Oliver came up

perfume just now. It wasn’t cheap, but it

that both of them disliked. It smelled

grip on her

scrambled into the bathroom and locked the door. She

so familiar. She picked out the towels herself. Their couple’s toothbrushes were neatly placed together. Everything in the bathroom reminded her of

window. She could see the faint lights in the distance. She felt like a lost

could she escape

stood on the balcony. He gazed at the same view that she saw. The cool night

resistance. But there were things that he could not