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.

could only mention the Carltons. “Ethan, you made a promise at the Carlton residence. Why are you

a mistress? Or do you think

only constant in their exchanges was his belittling and insulting gaze. His gaze stripped Olivia

his sleeve and tightened

were almost all gone. The show was about

moment!” Olivia yelled urgently. She

His eyes were bloodshot.

her. Then, he whispered with

the perfume I have on. I need to

now.

of perfume that both of them disliked. It smelled like slutty women at

grip on her and

the door. She looked at her own frightened face in the

in the bathroom reminded her

faint lights in the distance. She felt like

could she escape

on the balcony. He gazed at the same view that she

was aware of Olivia’s resistance. But there were things that he could