Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 167

Selena grabbed a pillow and gave Everett's annoyingly handsome face a solid smack. "Everett, just go to sleep already. You can dream up whatever you want!"

With that, she pulled the blanket over herself, rolling into a cozy cocoon, turning her back to him, and shutting her eyes.

She didn't bother with the guest room or the sofa because, no matter where she went, that jerk would find her. Might as well save herself the trouble.

Everett pulled the pillow away and turned to look at Selena. Her graceful silhouette was hard to resist, especially with her long, sleek hair. Unlike other women who constantly styled their hair with perms and dyes, she kept hers naturally smooth and straight, just the way he liked it. Whenever they were together, her hair spread across the bed like satin, a striking contrast against her skin. The visual was something else.

Selena was deep in a sweet dream when a wave of heat washed over her, becoming increasingly intense.

At first, she thought she was dreaming, but as the warmth grew, it felt like she was being slowly roasted, and she couldn't help but crack her eyes open.

Everett was kissing her all over, his large hands wandering and stoking her desires.

Selena's mind was still foggy, her voice husky from sleep. Her lips parted with a soft moan. "Everett, shouldn't you be at your morning workout?"

He never skipped a day and was fanatical about his fitness to the point of being obsessive.

even huskier and gravelly with desire as he playfully

moment to catch on. She was both embarrassed and annoyed. So, his inaction

say, "Since you're unwilling to pay my fee, I'm

so mad she gritted her teeth, dropping any pretense of politeness. "Everett, could you be any

acted like he hadn't

her hands against

slowly

whispering in her ear, "You're planning to sleep in anyway. Keep sleeping. From

me!"

We won't

at a loss

could she sleep now? She wasn't a

Everett's eyes sparkled with a teasing smile. He leaned in again, capturing her lips, prying open her defenses, coaxing her to respond to his

he claimed her

...

by, and once satisfied, Everett finally got up and strode into the

bathrobe, then changed into

he