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."

swiftly grabbed Rhett's arm, dislocating it with a

pale from the pain. He hadn't even seen Everett make his move-it was that fast. This

Selena snapped angrily, "Everett!"

aside. "If you don't want that arm to be useless, head to

he strode

he took Selena into 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 face was a storm of anger and jealousy, emotions tangled up like

his belt. "Selena, I told you, if you have needs, come to me. I can satisfy them. If you dare go to someone else, I'll make sure you regret

Everett was never a nice

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

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

dealt

voice. "You demand this of me, yet what