Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 361

Selena was totally caught off guard by the sudden plot twist, staring in shock for a few moments before fumbling to grab the remote to shut off that blasted movie. But it was too late. Everett chuckled softly behind her, his lips brushing against the back of her neck, gently nibbling at her tender skin. Meanwhile, his hand slipped under her dress, expertly teasing her body. Selena's breath hitched, her legs instinctively clamping together, trying to resist, but Everett just chuckled again, as if amused by her futile attempts.

As her dress was pushed up, Selena frowned slightly, feeling uncomfortable with the overwhelming intimacy of the scene. Frustrated, she snapped, "Everett, is forcing me the only thing you know how to do?" She couldn't hold back the curse that slipped out.

Everett just smirked, biting her delicate earlobe, "Force? Mrs. Bennett, your body tells a different story. You seem to enjoy this quite a bit..."

His words and actions made Selena's cheeks flush despite herself. She felt like a fish out of water, completely at his mercy.

Knowing escape was impossible, Selena shot back defiantly, "Any guy could cause this reaction. It's just biology, nothing special!"

Even though she was trying to rile him up, Everett took the bait. He hated hearing her talk about other men, even hypothetically. To him, Selena was his and his alone.

exasperated, "Mrs. Bennett, you're being quite the

he

frame nearly swallowed by its cushions. Her body

if it was more physical or emotional, her hands clenched so tightly her nails dug into her palms. Yet, she stubbornly bit her lip, refusing to make

much, and gradually,

his voice hoarse yet chillingly cold.

words reignited

push herself up, wrapping her arms around

back, sinking her teeth into him with all her might, as if trying to take a chunk out of

his brow furrowed deeply. The audacity-calling him a brute when she