Chapter 815

She was done dealing with his parade of admirers. As long as they kept out of her face, they could do whatever they wanted. She just couldn't deal with it anymore.

Everett let out a mocking laugh.

"Selena, feeling a bit high and mighty, aren't we?"

He lifted her chin with a teasing touch, his thumb brushing her lips in a way that was more than suggestive. "Are you jealous?"

Selena's mind unwillingly replayed the scene she had just witnessed. Breanne's neckline was a roadmap of kisses. Nausea hit her like a wave, and she snapped, "Don't touch me with your filthy hands!"

She shoved Everett away, fighting back the urge to gag.

His anger flared up immediately. His hand wrapped around Selena's slender neck, and it was clear that just a bit more pressure could cut off her air.

"Why can't I touch you, huh?" he spat. "I did exactly what you wanted, so why the attitude now?"

you, you have to

by rage, all Everett wanted was to shut her down, to make

ignoring her struggles, pinning her to the couch. He forced her lips apart, his tongue invading as his hands roamed under her clothes. After two weeks of self-control, touching

them got to him like Selena did. This frustrating woman was all he wanted. Even though she ignored him, upset him, and hurt him, she was

Selena was quickly overwhelmed. Everett claimed

fighting. She turned her face away, burying it in the sofa, silently enduring

had finally given in, until

his head, turning Selena's face towards him with a cold touch, only to be met with her tear streaked face and

explosive

wanting to hear the answer,

him, no matter what he did. Now, despite everything he'd done

Why?

Why!

brief shimmer of tears appeared in

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