Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 68

Gage made a grab for Elysia with his greasy hands, intent on pulling her into a hug.

Elysia quickly stepped back, her heart pounding. “Touch me again, and I’ll scream for help!”

“Scream? Go ahead,” Gage sneered, a leering grin spreading across his face. “I’d like to see who’d dare stop me. Tonight, if I don’t have my way with you, I’ll eat my hat!”

With those words, Gage lunged at Elysia like a predator.

But as fate would have it, his foot slipped, and he met the floor with a less–than–graceful

thud.

“Fuck!” Gage cursed, wincing in pain.

Seizing the moment, Elysia dashed towards the bathroom door to escape.

and grabbed a bottle of hand soap, hurling it at the back of Elysia’s head. The soap was in a fancy white porcelain bottle,

floor, gasping for breath as she faced Gage. His lustful demeanor was bad

I swear I’ll finish you,” Gage threatened, his voice laced with fury. He had failed

seemed, the more

Elysia, looking at her as if she

find help from the hotel staff, but the hallway was eerily deserted. She couldn’t

door to one of the private rooms

and slammed the door shut behind her. She braced herself

at her sudden appearance. The eyes that turned to

was undeniably beautiful, with an exceptional poise about her. Raised in the countryside, she had the pure and unblemished look of a pristine gemstone, untouched by society’s harshness, invoking an

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and puffing on a cigarette when Elysia burst in. He furrowed his brows. He had come

his eyes narrowed into slits. As a

stood up and approached Elysia. What’s wrong, miss? What

Upton also stood up, but Keaton waved them