Even After Death Novel (Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller) novel Chapter 1223

Ethan pestered Olivia until she muttered, "Stop."

He lifted the hem of her pajamas and sneaked his head into her clothes.

His voice sounded muffled through the garments. "You can continue the movie, don't mind me."

Words failed her.

This bastard was a man of cold disposition in the past. Now, he was like a fireball burning in sexual desire.

As her body slowly melted, there was no way for her to focus on the movie.

The light from the screen illuminated the place with a dim shade.

Her neck craned upward, and Ethan placed a plushy under her waist.

Her pajamas reached her chest, revealing her flat tummy.

"Liv…" he murmured subconsciously.

…

It was late at night when it ended. The movie had finished before that.

The exhausted Olivia rested against Ethan's chest, not wanting to move.

He planted a kiss on her forehead. "I'll carry you to the room."

The scattered clothes on the floor made her cheeks burn. "Are you a hungry wolf?"

It was the first time he had gone this far when it came to sex.

He washed her up and applied cream for her.

Olivia lay face-down on the bed, enjoying the massage from Ethan.

Exhaustion weighed on her eyelids, forcing them to close.

A faint smile appeared across her lips as she recalled something.

She began, "Do you know that Yale has a sister?"

"Heard it in passing and that she's weak. She never shows herself in public. Why? Trying to find an opening through her?" Ethan's voice hinted disdain. "No need for that. I have ideas to fight him."

"I met her today."

"And?"