Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena definitely had some feelings about it - who wouldn't, given how sneaky he was, especially when he caught her off-guard like that! Feigning innocence, she said, "I was wasted last night. I don't remember a thing!"

"Oh, really?" Everett saw right through her little act and smirked. "I remember every detail, and I'd be happy to jog your memory." Then, he grabbed her chin and kissed her with intensity.

Selena's knees were weak, and her back ached - she couldn't handle his teasing any longer and had to plead for mercy.

"I remember now. Alright!"

But he wasn't ready to let her off easy, holding her firmly. "Remember what, exactly?"

Selena tried to wiggle free but couldn't escape, gasping, "I agreed... to start afresh with you..."

Everett's lips curved up, but he still held her in place. "What do you call me?"

"Everett, don't push it!" Selena snapped, clenching her teeth.

He chuckled softly, his hand venturing lower.

Selena blushed furiously, finally giving

'hubby' particularly sweet before, but in that moment, Everett found it immensely

to be his wife,

the urge to sweep her off her feet again, he helped her up and had her pick

at an exclusive center for wealthy wives, learning how to be the perfect Mrs. Bennett. The center offered courses on how to better serve and please their husbands. While

example, she could quickly put together an entire

he never complimented her,

win her back after she threatened to leave. He struggled with his own discomforts until he was willing

stood with his arms crossed, leaning against the door frame, watching her busy figure, feeling a

wore only a nightgown,

her long, slender legs. She bent slightly to pick a watch from the glass cabinet.

darkened with intensity, and his Adam's

a

when his large hand had already found its way around her slim waist. The heat from his palm made her body flinch, and she understood

to give you a break,