Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 892

Selena hadn't seen Everett act so roguishly in ages; it was like stepping back into a different era. Everett, with his sharp intuition, could tell she wasn't seeing the man he had become, but rather the man he used to be. Pretending he wasn't a tad jealous would be a downright lie.

But he wasn't about to be foolish and argue with her about it. The past was history, and it was the future that truly mattered. They still had decades ahead of them-surely enough time to eclipse the seven rocky years they'd left behind? Everett brushed her soft cheek with his large hand, leaning in to capture her lips gently. Selena, lost in the fog of her memories, didn't resist. Everett's emotions surged, turning his tentative kiss into something more intense as he deepened it. Outside, the rain drummed harder, accompanied by gusts of cool wind. But inside, the heat was rising with every moment. Everett, having gone without for so long, was on the brink of losing control. Selena let out a soft whimper of discomfort, which snapped her back to the present. With a slight gasp, she pushed against his chest.

"That's enough."

The way things stood, their relationship couldn't handle this. Everett's dark eyes were full of frustration, a vein pulsing on his forehead as he gritted his teeth. "Selena, we're already here, and now you're stopping?"

"And it's obvious you have needs too..."

was reluctant to back down, gently nibbling her ear

and self-control often slip away,

kids, could be friends, but diving back into an intimate relationship wasn't something she could

handsome face, seeing her reflection in his dark eyes. Her resolve faltered for just a moment, but then she found her strength again. "Everett, you promised you wouldn't push me

hint of red rising in her eyes. Everett froze. Even though his body was screaming for release, even though he longed to lose himself in her completely, even though he knew he could have his way if he wanted to, her tearful eyes

a thumb, he wiped away the tear

really know how to make

him to

"Don't move."

voice from behind her was tinged with a dangerous edge. Sensing the tension, she froze, not daring to budge. She hesitated for a moment, then spoke as naturally as she could, "Everett, actually... we've already divorced.