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

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

Selena snapped angrily, "Everett!"

you don't want that arm to be

he

the hotel across the street,

tossed Selena onto the 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 a

revealing a perfectly sculpted torso, and then moved on to his belt. "Selena, I told you, if you have needs, come to

all pretenses. Everett was never a nice

down her long neck, pulling her top open, and burying his face against her chest. He took in every

in the moment. Even as her cheeks flushed and her body softened, she stayed composed,

have you dealt with your

voice. "You demand this of me, yet what about you? Letting