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.

the Carlton residence. Why are you breaking your promise and

a mistress? Or

and insulting

grabbed his sleeve and tightened her

became labored. Olivia’s clothes were almost

Olivia yelled urgently. She raised her

His eyes were bloodshot.

her.

perfume I have on. I need to shower,” Oliver

had smelled the perfume just now. It wasn’t

of perfume that both of them disliked. It smelled like

grip on her

and locked the door. She looked at her own frightened

familiar. She picked out the towels herself. Their couple’s toothbrushes were neatly placed together. Everything in the bathroom reminded her of how close they used to be. But now, she’s

the window. She could see the faint lights in the distance. She

Where could

at the same view that she saw. The cool night breeze

there were things that he could not tell