Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 142

Selena was totally baffled. "What?" she asked.

Everett didn't respond; instead, he suddenly grabbed her hand. The heat radiating from his palm nearly made her jump out of her skin. She got what he was hinting at, and it made her both angry and annoyed. She tried to shake him off, but he just tightened his grip, making it impossible for her to escape.

He started to breathe heavily, and the raw, masculine scent filled the air, turning the night into something intensely suggestive. Selena was flustered, her face aflame and heart pounding. She couldn't bring herself to glance at Everett.

Time seemed to crawl at a snail's pace, and there was no way she could fall asleep. In her mind, she cursed him over and over, just wishing he'd get it over with.

But, as luck would have it, he just wouldn't hurry up. Her hand was so sore from all this, and she couldn't help but tell him, "Come on, hurry it up!" "Kiss me," he murmured, his lips grazing her ear.

Selena muttered under her breath about how shameless he was, but eager to end this ridiculous scene, she leaned in and gave him a quick peck.

It was supposed to be a fleeting kiss, a touch-and-go, but as she tried to pull away, he clutched the back of her neck. He pulled her into a deep, passionate French kiss.

After a muffled groan, he held her tight, his head buried in her shoulder, waiting for the moment to settle.

She couldn't take it anymore and shoved him off, heading straight for the

She cranked the faucet, scrubbing them like she was trying to wash away some pesky germs. She even pumped

her with a teasing smirk. "You didn't seem to mind earlier,"

Everett was in a fantastic mood, even finding her insults charming. He walked over, wrapped his arms around her waist

with hers in the mirror as he playfully suggested, "Selena, how

was swift-a swift kick

sound of Kunning water filled

and made her way to the guest room. She was way too exhausted to deal with him any longer. She locked the door and flopped onto

was about to drift off, she felt the bed sink beside her. She was pulled into a

turn around; she knew

her ear, hal threatening, half-seducing. "I just want to hold you while we sleep, but if you keep squirming, I won't be

She froze.

"Sleep," Everett said.

fight off the sleepiness.

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on schedule. The sunlight streaming in was a bit too