Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

He's like a predator zeroing in on its prey, ready to take it down in one swift move.

Selena winced, a jolt of pain making her break into a sweat, but in the next moment, she felt the gentle caress of his tongue, tasting and teasing her skin. Each touch was deliberate, filled with a raw, undeniable desire. At some point, his hand had started exploring her leg, inching upward, sending shivers racing through her body. He knew her intimately, every weak spot, every sensitive nerve, leaving her with nowhere to hide. Right then, it was a mix of pleasure and pain, but the humiliation was even harder to bear. What did he see her as? Someone who was always ready for him, with no regard for her as a person?

She was his wife, yet he was treating her like she was nothing more than an object.

"Everett, you jerk!" she hissed.

"If you keep this up, I swear I'll take you to court!

"And what about your so-called true love? How could you do this to her?"

Her words seemed to bounce right off him. In fact, the more she protested, the more intense his actions became.

His eyes darkened, his touch leaving trails of fire on her skin. Selena felt the sweat trickling down her forehead, and her strength almost sapped.

she wrapped her arms

a soft whisper, she spoke into his ear, "Everett, do what you want, but I'm telling you now, I won't be taking any

the child wasn't off the table. Sure, Everett might be a jerk, but his genes weren't bad. She didn't mind him being the father

like a jolt, snapping Everett

still

but he slowly pulled away, putting. distance

don't bring up the issue

felt weak, but she leaned against the wall, forcing herself to stand tall, refusing to show

brushed the stray hair off her face, and

mix of irritation and discontent flashing in

moments, then, without another word,

slowly slid down the wall until she was sitting on the floor. She hugged her knees and let out

tonight was because he was jealous, that he cared. But now, she saw it was just his