Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

It felt like a thousand arrows piercing her heart.

When Holt saw them, tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice trembled, "Mr. Everett, how is she... how's she doing?"

Everett didn't have a second to spare for explanations. He pushed open the door to a room and, while striding inside, instructed Alex to call Callum and get him to bring the meds pronto.

Alex nodded and immediately started dialing.

With a loud bang, Everett shut the door behind him and headed straight for the bed. He intended to lay Selena down, but she looped her arms around his neck, instinctively nuzzling closer, her red lips brushing against his, trailing kisses along his cheeks and neck.

The woman of his dreams was right there, all passion and allure.

His breath caught, and he felt a surge of heat course through his body.

Everett leaned in, pressing her gently beneath him, yet he clung to a thread of restraint and reason.

He held onto his pride, unwilling to take advantage of the situation.

His fingers gently gripped Selena's chin, his intense gaze locking with hers. "Selena, take a good look at who I am!"

But Selena's reason had completely crumbled; she was all instinct now.

She cradled his face, tilting her head to kiss him again.

Everett turned his face away. Even though his body cried out with need, he spoke with as much control as he could muster, "Selena, do you want me to help you out, or should we wait for the doctor? Just say the word, and I will!"

Selena remained silent, lost in the moment, her kisses trailing across his lips and chin. Somehow, she found the strength to flip over and straddle him.

She leaned forward, her long hair cascading down, each strand teasing him.

He closed his eyes, his voice dropping to a gravelly whisper, "Selena, you've got

to hold back. If you keep this up, I won't be able to either!"

But Selena didn't hear him; she was lost in her own world.

Everett's breathing grew heavier, and a low, involuntary groan escaped his throat. He knew this had to stop.

With all his willpower, he grasped Selena's Stender waist, gently pushing her away. In a swift motion, he got up, scooped her into his arms, and carried her to the bathroom.

He set her down in the tub and turned on the shower, letting cold water cascade over Selena.

The water quickly soaked her clothes, which clung to her form, making her curves even more enticing.

Everett swallowed hard.

"Selena, just hang in there. Callum will be here soon!"

With that, he couldn't bring himself to look at her any longer. He left the bathroom and closed the door.

Taking a deep breath, he fumbled

อนา

wavel

with shaky hands for a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. After several tries, he managed todight one.

He took several deep drags, letting the nicotine fill his lungs, trying to quell the urge to show Selena just how much he cared.

...

The next morning, Selena slowly came to.

She looked around in a daze until she realized she was in Lakeside Mansion, in Everett's room.

Bits and pieces of memory flashed through her mind, her eyes darkening with realization.

She quickly sat up, checking her body for any signs of what had happened.

Just then, Everett walked in, his voice calm, "Don't worry. I got here in time. You're okay."

Selena looked up at him, meeting his deep gaze.

After a moment, she pressed her lips together, "Thank you."

Everett's brow furrowed instantly, a flash of displeasure crossing his

face. He stepped closer, gentlydifting her chin to make her meet his eyes. noveldrama

"Selena, you're not just going to brush me off with a simple thank you, are you?"