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 in to

before, but in that

his wife, fulfilling his desire

feet again, he helped her up and had her pick out his outfit for the

trained 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 her skills in the bedroom hadn't improved much, she excelled in everything

she could quickly put together an entire suit

he never complimented her, Everett

have put in so much effort to win her back after she threatened to leave. He struggled with his

against the door frame, watching her busy figure, feeling a newfound warmth in

wore only a nightgown,

a watch

with intensity, and

selected a

slim waist. The heat from his palm made her body flinch, and she understood what he wanted instantly. Her face turned red

give you a break, but you tempted