Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

“Don’t bite it. It hurts me to see you do that.”

An image converged in Olivia’s mind. Back when she first dated Ethan, she hadn’t had sex before.

Thinking that it was embarrassing to moan, she bit her lip every time to stop herself from moaning.

Until that one day, Ethan raised her chin from behind and said those words.

She could still vividly remember how crazy that night was.

Now, Olivia didn’t know how enticing she looked right now. Her eyes were covered by the silver veil.

He lifted her chin, forcing her to raise her head and reveal her neck.

The messy dress drooped from her shoulders, exposing her fair arms and sexy collarbone. The glitter shimmered under the light.

Slowly, Ethan bent over to kiss the lips he had been missing crazily all this time.

Olivia’s first reaction was to avoid his kiss. After all, he was conscious right now. How could he

warmth seeping

why the way Logan kissed

never shared a kiss with another man.

assumed that kissing felt the same regardless of

her head in a mess, and she couldn’t care less about anything anymore. All she did

her head was still that one

bathroom, the situation

the ship encountered such a predicament since

the auction, Flora stormed into her room and shoved the tea set off

Flora? We should be celebrating! It’s freaking 34 million dollars! I bet the boss

can’t you find out anything about that guy? How can an ordinary person cough up 30 million

loan shark

“Impossible!”

come from an uncivilized person. Not even the mask could hide

with a strong background. He couldn’t be

identity, then. We can’t find out anything immediately anyway. Calm down, Flora. He’s just another man. If this doesn’t work, we can figure out something else. Don’t forget that this is not his

at the man coldly. “Fine, tell me what to do to let the steam off.”