The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

"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.

her whole.The air around them

me touching you?" he asked, his voice

had never seen him

I'm just—I'm scared." She realized too late that it was the wrong thing

felt the distinct bulge underneath his

"Let me go!”

ready.I don't want this! Please, come to your senses..."Janet cried out desperately, even as

spoke of a raw, ferocious hunger, and she knew

a tug of war with her clothes, but Janet was

accept his passions; she

deaf ear to her pleas and proceeded to take off his black shirt.And then he was burying his head in her chest,

felt the electric sensations rush to her very

"No! No!"

now, covering her face

bad enough that she was terrified of him, but she couldn't deny the fact