Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 172

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When opened the door, I saw than sight in front of me instinctively tried to close the door, but than had already squeezed in through the gap. He looked strangely flushed, and his breath smelleshat alcobal

"Get out," said With Acold expression, Lopened the door again and pointed outside.

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Ethan looked at me with a tattomless paze, and I could see the desire in his eyes. The next moment, he pinned me against the wall and shoved his lips against mine. "Ithan! Let me go, yon bastard yelled. Istinggled, but I couldn't event caromplete sentence.

Ethan kissed inse se intensely that it seemed as if he wanted to taste every inch of me. As we stumblest, Fillari qualled me into the living room.

The and the sounds of the fireworks and the host on TV

use onto the sata, tracing his

away. The lights above me were so

fingers touched my skin, 11elt shivers

and the current situation kept overlapping in my mind.

"Ethan, I'm doing my best to write our slate cleat here. Why do you keep trying to make me hate

my neck,

so hoarse that it was almost impossible to hear

didn't answer him. Instead, I slowly closed

asted, a hint of pleading in his voice,

was filled will

could see that something was off with him, I more or less figured

something that compromised him, but that didn't

a person. Do you know that? I'm a living person, not a pet you own I'm my own person. I