The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

“Ethan! What are you doing? Get your hand off me!” Frightened, Janet recoiled from his touch and continued to step away until she felt the arm of the sofa against her back. She was trapped. Ethan had an obvious advantage in terms of size; he could be all over her in an instant.

She tried her best to push against him, but his chest was like a solid wall. He squeezed himself between her legs and pressed his knee over her thigh to stop her from flailing. The next thing she knew, Ethan was sweeping his hot hand down her abdomen and to her crotch.

“Nothing happened between you, right? What are you afraid of, hmm?” He leaned forward and nipped the delicate shell of her ear. “Since you don’t seem to have any awareness to the possible dangers around you, I’m afraid I will have to teach you a lesson.”

“How dare you? Stop touching me!” Janet’s face had drained of all color, while her eyes turned bloodshot and teary.

Ethan’s eyes were like bottomless pits that threatened to swallow her whole. The air around them thrummed with the promise of danger and excitement.

“You don’t like me touching you?” he asked, his voice low and menacing. “You must really be having an affair with that man.” Janet had never seen him so angry, nor had she imagined that he was capable of such frightening rage.

scared.” She realized too late that it was the wrong

underneath his trousers as his burning lips trailed kisses from her

go! “Stop, Ethan. I’m not ready. I don’t want this! Please, come to your senses…” Janet cried out desperately, even as she struggled against

hunger, and she knew that

clothes, but Janet was no match for him. Ethan was relentless

she was simply much

shirt. And then he was burying his

was bad enough that she was terrified of him,

his trousers and was about to silence her with yet another fierce kiss