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.

whole.The air around

don't like me touching you?" he asked, his voice low

never seen him so angry, nor had she imagined that he was

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

bulge underneath his trousers as his burning lips trailed kisses from her ear to

"Let me go!”

your senses..."Janet cried out desperately, even as she

of a raw, ferocious hunger, and she knew that he would devour

tug of war

and unmovable.It wasn't that she didn't want to accept his passions; she

black shirt.And

electric sensations

"No! No!"

was screaming now, covering her face with

couldn't deny the