Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 162

Everett lifted his head, gently taking her wrist and moving it aside. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of her flushed cheeks and dreamy eyes. "Mrs. Bennett, are you satisfied now?" he teased. Selena, though still a bit dazed, was not impressed by his sly tactics. Her lips trembled as she retorted, "Not... satisfied!"

His fingers brushed over her still-trembling body, bluntly calling her out, "But your body seems to think otherwise."

Selena just stared at him, speechless.

"Mrs. Bennett," he continued, his voice low and irresistibly charming, "since I've taken care of you, isn't it fair that it's my turn now?"

The way Everett looked at her almost made her knees buckle. Her heart skipped a beat. After yesterday's whirlwind, she hadn't fully recovered. If he kept it up, she'd be bedridden for days! Without wasting a second, she tried to get up and escape.

But Everett was ready for her. He held her down with one hand, and with the other, he opened the nightstand drawer, revealing a stash of various brand-name condoms.

Selena was taken aback. Sure, they usually kept some condoms around, but never this many! Everett didn't visit that often, and sometimes, he'd have her take a pill in a rush. When did he stock up like this? She used to buy the condoms herself; it wasn't something she liked to delegate.

a grin, "I promised I wouldn't

could she face

a jerk!" she spat through

and anger only made her more enticing to

an even bigger jerk here..." he murmured as he secured her waist to keep her from squirming

actions were anything but. He was assertive and

hands clutching the sheets

a knock came

"Sir, Ma'am, Miss

sharpened, and she pushed against Everett's chest. "Everett, stop

nearly killed her. She wasn't about to let that happen

help but laugh in exasperation,

he glared

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