Scarlett Glenn immediately closed her mouth and stopped struggling. Since Ethan Herd had already spoken, there was nothing more to say.
However, the thought of giving herself to him tonight made her extremely uncomfortable.
Seeing that Scarlett Glenn had stopped struggling, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of Ethan's mouth. He took his time unbuttoning his shirt: "So you've stopped struggling and talking? Planning on having a good heartbreak?"
Scarlett Glenn scoffed, "So what do you want, Prince Herd? Should I lie down and say, 'Welcome to my bed?'"
Before, Ethan's actions had been somewhat graceful, but now they became suddenly rough. With a forceful yank, the remaining shirt buttons burst open, scattering all over the floor. Ethan pinned her down, his smile evil and alluring. Pinching Scarlett's chin, he said, "I like this attitude of yours. Since you can't wait, I will reluctantly agree."
Scarlett Glenn, I-... fuck...
