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.

Carltons. “Ethan, you made a promise at the Carlton residence. Why are you breaking your promise and touching

a mistress? Or do you think you

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

his sleeve and tightened

labored. Olivia’s clothes were almost all gone. The show was about

for a moment!” Olivia yelled urgently.

His eyes were bloodshot.

head and looked at her. Then, he whispered with

I have on. I

had smelled the perfume just now. It wasn’t cheap, but

perfume that both of them

grip on her

into the bathroom and locked the door. She looked at her own frightened face in the

were neatly placed together. Everything in the bathroom reminded her of how close they used to

lights in the distance. She felt like a lost

Where could she

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

But there were things that he could not tell