Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 570

The man's strong, capable arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her back into his embrace. Instead of heading back to the bed, he gently laid her down on the couch, his tall frame enveloping hers. She looked so small and adorable in his oversized bathrobe, like a kid

He wasn't playing games with her anymore, nor did he try to strip her of the bathrobe. They just melted into each other, deeply connected. Outside, their son's knocks and cries continued, but Selena dared not make a sound. She bit her lower lip tightly, her hair damp with sweat from the tension.

playing dress-up in adult clothes, which secretly thrilled him.

Frustrated, she clawed at his infuriating face. He let out a few low, hoarse noises, more like teasing than actual pain.

"Relax," Everett murmured, leaning down to plant soft kisses along her delicate neck, his voice rich with allure. "Boys aren't that fragile, and someone will soothe him soon enough..."

Sure enough, Ava soon arrived, calling out tenderly to their little treasure, then gently comforting and carrying him back to his room. The sounds outside gradually faded away.

little Mateo, and since Ava was always there for him, having her around meant he could have Selena all to

raised an

every move, playing his cards just right. Selena was both annoyed and resentful, her

stop her; in fact, he rather enjoyed it. Initially, he managed to feign a bit of gentleness, but eventually, his wild side took over, beyond

starry sky, the twinkling stars swaying before her eyes as her

he held her

moment, he finally felt

her back in

him years ago that he'd one day be so enthralled by a

he saw them as mere distractions during downtime. His passion was his ambition, his career, his vast world of stars

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