Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 303

In that moment, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed, a wave of fear and hesitation washing over her.

Seizing the chance when he was momentarily distracted, Selena gave him a hard shove, attempting to leap off the kitchen island. But Everett, with his seasoned instincts, anticipated her move. His long arm swiftly wrapped around her waist, pulling her back to him. Her legs were slender and straight, her ankles gracefully defined a sight to behold. His body was wedged between her legs, and from behind, her legs dangled by his waist. His broad shoulders and long legs starkly contrasted her petite frame, creating a scene both beautiful and decadent.

"You've done this so many times before, are you still scared?" Everett murmured teasingly in her ear, his voice lazy yet intensely captivating, while his actions were swift and commanding.

His eyes were filled with a deep joy.

Selena's body moved involuntarily. She couldn't steady herself, frightened of slipping, and eventually, she clung to his neck, resting her head on his shoulder.

Tears spilled from her eyes, but Everett gently kissed them away.

When she woke again, Selena found herself in bed, the room darkened as night had fully settled in. Everett was nowhere to be seen.

Her body ached, and her legs still trembled.

"Jerk! Beast! You teddy bear!" she muttered angrily under her breath.

Everett returned with a pie, he found her puffed up like a pufferfish, but having just satisfied his appetite,

asked, setting down the pie and gently touching her cheek. "The pie's ready, eat

I'm too mad to

turned her head away, refusing to look at

chuckled, "There's a big fireworks show in Newport tonight.

a flair for the dramatic, this

But...

and she hesitantly asked, "You're

brushed her hair back from her forehead. "If you want to catch the fireworks, you'd better eat something quickly. We can

swnov

bowl, which was as

8:30 PM, Everett was driving

Selena hopped out of the car and hurried to the railing, gazing out over the city. The neon lights twinkled,

the freedom, taking in the

the countdown from the tallest

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