Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 729

Struggling, she shouted, "Let me go!"

Rhett hadn't seen it coming-Everett throwing all gentlemanly pretense out the window and acting like a rogue, just snatching her away. He couldn't keep up the charade any longer. He sprang up, rushing to cut them off.

He quickly blocked Everett's path, his fists clenched tight. "Mr. Everett, Selena doesn't want to go with you. Put her down."

Everett's eyes flicked to Rhett's feet, a mocking grin spreading across his face. “I thought you sprained your ankle? Did you suddenly heal just to play the hero?"

As he spoke, his large hand provocatively patted Selena's shapely backside. "See? I wasn't wrong about him."

Selena: "..."

"But since he loves putting on a show for you, I'll give him this chance."

grabbed Rhett's arm, dislocating

cold sweat, his face going pale from the pain. He hadn't even seen Everett make his move-it was that fast. This guy was way stronger than he'd ever

Selena snapped angrily, "Everett!"

you don't want that arm to be useless,

that, he strode

the hotel across the street, secured the presidential suite, and carried her up

bed, pinning her down as he began unbuttoning his shirt. In the dim light, his handsome

sculpted torso, and then moved on to his belt. "Selena, I told you, if you have needs, come to me. I can satisfy them.

anymore; he'd dropped all pretenses. Everett

ignoring her struggles as he kissed her forcefully. His lips trailed down her long neck, pulling her top open, and burying

dropped, no longer pushing him away. However, she wasn't lost in the moment.

dealt with your

continuing, sarcasm dripping from his voice. "You demand this of me, yet what about you? Letting Rhett buzz around you like an annoying