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.

to swallow her whole.The air

like me touching you?" he asked, his voice low

having an affair with that man." Janet had never seen him so angry, nor had she

not that! I'm just—I'm scared." She realized too late

pulling at Janet's clothes.She felt the distinct bulge underneath

"Let me go!”

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

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

engaged in a tug of war

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

and proceeded to take off his black shirt.And then he was burying his head in her chest, licking and biting

electric sensations rush to her very

"No! No!"

covering her

she was terrified of him, but she couldn't deny the fact that her body was