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North city.
After getting off the plane, Ethan dragged Jane Sullivan to a car, opened the door, and pushed her inside.
The car sped off, nearly drifting.
Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, Jane Sullivan had no idea where Ethan was taking her.
And she didn"t want to know.
Even if she asked, Ethan might not tell her anyway, since he's a domineering tyrant.
They arrived at a villa in a residential area and stopped in front of a detached house. Jane Sullivan had seen this neighborhood on TV before.
Jade Garden, a property developed by Grayson.
Getting out of the car, Jane Sullivan was completely stunned. She couldn't figure out why Ethan had brought her here.
Before she had time to think, Ethan carried her into the courtyard.
Immediately, she heard barking. Looking over, she saw a small white figure jumping around in a cage. Sauerkraut? How was it here?
Before Jane Sullivan could recover from her surprise, the front door opened, and a woman in her forties stood at the doorway, 'Young master, the hot water is ready.'
"Aunt Chiara, prepare some food," Ethan ordered, carrying Jane Sullivan towards the second floor.
Aunt Chiara?
Jane Sullivan's eyes widened in shock. Ethan usually stayed in hotels, and if he didn't go back to the Grayson mansion or their marital home, he was often seen with women in hotels.
When did this start? When did he have such a secretive address?
A place to hide his mistress?
'Why did you bring me here?' Jane Sullivan finally spoke.
However, Ethan didn"t respond. He reached the bedroom, kicked the door open, and then turned the handle of the bathroom door.
Jane Sullivan clung tightly to his neck, fearing Ethan would suddenly drop her.
As expected, Ethan forcefully tossed her into the bathtub.
'Wash off Ken"s scent!' he commanded.
The warm water instantly soaked her.
Jane Sullivan coughed several times. 'Ethan! You're a maniac!'
She took off her slippers and stood up to throw them at Ethan.
'I am a maniac!' Ethan's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked more haggard.
'Throwing your phone into the sea and your coat into the water, deliberately creating the illusion of suicide! Jane Sullivan! You really have the guts!'
He had been searching the shoreline for a week, barely sleeping.
Because every time he closed his eyes, he saw her tear-streaked face.
'Playing games with me again and again, only you, Jane Sullivan, could do such a thing!'
After his outburst, he walked over to the bathtub, grabbed her hand, and wrapped his other arm around her waist. Realizing she was still wearing a man's pajamas, he forcefully tore them off.
'Aside from undressing women, what else can you do!' Jane Sullivan clung tightly to her clothes, glaring.
'What else? Of course, I can take you!'
With that, he pinned her hands above her head, and quickly stripped off her clothes.
'A lustful old man! All you think about is doing it! Men like you will eventually die of exhaustion in a woman"s bed!' Jane Sullivan cursed, clenching her teeth, powerless as her hands trembled.
'Let's see who dies in whose bed!' He lowered his head to her mouth, growling, 'I really wish I could fuck you to death right now!'
'Tricking me into thinking you jumped into the sea, and then getting involved with that bastard Ken! One Justin wasn"t enough, you had to provoke Ken too! Jane Sullivan! You're nothing but a seductive fox!'
With that, he hugged her tightly, turned her around, and pinned her hands against the wall. Looking down, he took in all her beauty.
'If I don"t fuck you into submission today, you won"t realize who you belong to!'
He kissed her lips more forcefully and deeply than ever before, to remind this wild cat who she belonged to.
Jane Sullivan, overwhelmed by the familiar taste of his mouth and his caresses, nearly collapsed, clutching at his back and biting his shoulder, 'Let go of me! You can"t touch me anymore!'
'Can"t? I want to see how much longer you can be so hypocritical!'
With that, he lifted her, and with a sudden thrust...
'Out! Get out!'
However, soon, a tingling sensation overwhelmed her.
Combined with their intimate position and his fervent pursuit, Jane Sullivan gradually forgot to resist, experiencing pleasure in a half-conscious state, relying on the wall, her nails involuntarily digging into Ethan"s shoulder.
She reminded herself to hold onto something, fearing she would collapse to the ground.
Her moans of discomfort were like invitations to the man, and by the time she realized it, it was already too late.
Suddenly withdrawing, Ethan turned her around.
Jane Sullivan lay on the washbasin, unable to open her eyes to see, only following Ethan's movements, suppressing her own voice.
When they finally reached the climax, she couldn't help but cry out for mercy. In the mirror, she saw images that made her blush and heartbeat quicken. She closed her eyes tightly, unwilling to see anymore.
Feeling her shyness, Ethan didn't give her a chance to recover. He once again powerfully brought Jane Sullivan to the peak…
After it ended, Jane Sullivan lay exhausted in Ethan's arms, gasping for breath and squinting, completely drained.
She couldn"t even muster the energy to curse.
Ethan, having vented his emotions, gently stroked the healing scar on her back, recalling the feeling of nearly losing her these past days, and involuntarily tightened his arms around her.
"Jane... will you be obedient from now on?"