"Stella's point of view,"
I have no idea what is wrong with this man. He already has a girlfriend, but he still wants to play me up. Instead of taking responsibility for his actions from the previous evening, he tried to pin the blame on the hotel workers.
When I requested him to leave my room, he threatened to tell the entire hotel staff about our relationship. This man is so vain and self-centered, yet so gorgeous and charming.
Put an end to your nonsense. I shook my head hard to get the thought of his naked body out of my head.
He is only a distraction for me; I need to concentrate on my work. To discuss my new initiative with Mr. Chang, I must first get ready.
But what is that monster doing in China?
Put him aside and concentrate on your task. I made an effort to put him out of my mind.
"Where are you going, Mrs. Woods?"
Why is he pursuing me?
"What's the matter, Ethan?" I turned to confront his obnoxious face.
But he's adorable.
Be quiet.
I don't know what happened to my subconscious, but it seems to be obsessed with him all the time.
"I'll be coming with you, Mrs. Woods." He also attempted to follow me in the elevator.
"No, you can not accompany me at this time since I have a business meeting." I pushed the ground floor button and waited for the door to close.
"Oh, you're meeting, Mr. Chang? If so, I'll be there with you without a doubt." While the elevator door was about to close, he put his hand in the gap and walked in with me.
"What's the matter, Mr. Woods? Why do you keep meddling in other people's affairs? We've already discussed the terms of our contract, so why do you keep breaking them now?" Though I made an effort to restrain myself, his continued antics made it impossible for me to contain my fury.
"Mrs. Woods, I won't be abiding by any clauses in your contract going forward. If you want to sue me, go ahead, but I won't ever permit you to meet him alone."
"Oh, look who's talking here. Why are you acting so worried about me? Maybe Mr. Chang has a flirtatious demeanor, but you're the most flirtatious guy I've ever seen." I taunted him.
"I am your spouse and have every right to flirt with you, Stella, so please stop talking to me in that manner."
"Let me correct you, Mr. Woods: You are my contracted husband, and there is nothing between us; we live separate lives."
"You won't be able to get away from me so quickly."
"Oh really, then explain to me what you intend to do once the contract has ended." I questioned him while raising an eyebrow.
"I'll tell you about that later, but first, allow me to show you the repercussions of disobeying my instructions." He grabbed my shoulder, turned me toward him, and then began sucking the tender part of my neck.
"Exactly. What are you doing? This is a public area; leave me alone." Before I tried to stop him with my hands, he tightly grasped both of my hands.
Some individuals entered the elevator when the door to it opened. but he continued, appearing unaffected by the people there. They smiled when they spotted us.
For me, it is quite embarrassing.
"It's perfect right now. Now that you have this hickey on your neck, you may leave for a meeting knowing that everyone who sees it will know that you are already taken and that Ethan Woods never shared his possessions with anyone."
Is this a thread or a warning?
Why do I think he is jealous, exactly? but with whom?
On my neck, I could see the dark red mark. I'm in a very awkward situation right now.
What other attendees think of me. I am unable to conceal it with a scarf or even by wearing makeup.
I took a deep breath to try to calm my wrath, but it now seems impossible. I'm already tired of his shenanigans; he never behaves maturely, and he most certainly deserves to get a valuable lesson for touching me against my will. I stroke his cheek firmly.
"How dare you hit me, Stella?"
The entire elevator was staring at us with bewildered expressions.
I met his confused and enraged gaze.
"As well as you have no right to publicly shame me like that."
"You must pay a price."
"Yes, there is a cost to you as well." I gave him a furious glance.
"Don't follow me right now, or I'll report you to the cops." I left him in the elevator by himself and went to the hotel exit.
"Ms. Parker, is everything okay? You seem quite upset."
"No, Mr. Chang There is nothing to worry about and everything is perfect." I made an effort to act normally around him. But secretly, I was still considering Ethan's bizarre actions.
"What are your evening plans, then?"
"Mr. Chang, It would be better if we had a business discussion here." I'm uncomfortable with the way his eyes are fixed on my breast.
"Why are you so challenging to deal with? It's only one night, what you say, just you and me." He got up from his chair and started walking toward me.
"I've had enough; I'm not interested in signing any deals with you." I attempted to get up from the chair.
"I admire your aggressive nature the most." He restrained my chair and stood in the path.
"Get out of my way." I went to kick him in the groin, but he stomped on my feet first. It's hurting me a lot.
"I know you're a tough nut to crack, Stella Parker, but I promise to meet your needs." He breathed out on my neck. I'm currently incredibly repulsed. I've never experienced such humiliation.
Ethan touched me against my will as well, but I didn't feel as disgusted then as I do now.
"Oh, there's a new hickey mark on your neck; it appears you had a good morning." He touched my forehead, jawline, and hickey mark with his finger.
"I don't want to conduct business with you, Mr. Chang, so please let me go."
"That is not possible at this time. I need you right away. I would release you if you would just accept my terms, but since you have chosen to complicate your situation, I am powerless to assist you at this time." He attempted a neck kiss while I was trying to get up from my chair.
If he hadn't grabbed my shoulder, I wouldn't have torn my shirt open. I now profoundly regret not listening to Ethan. I did not consent to having this man rape me. I attempted to flee from his office, but my feet twisted, causing me to stumble and hit the floor.
"Stella Parker My wishes can be fully satisfied with you on this floor." I was sitting there aimlessly, hoping for a miracle when he moved in my direction.
However, this is not a story in which a prince appeared to save the princess; rather, this is real life, and in real life, there is no such thing as a prince charming. I closed my eyes and gave myself over to the circumstance.