Marrying His Nemesis: Kicking My Scumbag Fiancé Away!-Chapter 58: How About Sleeping With Your Husband?
Seraphina’s back was pushed against the door, just like the night they first met.
But this time, Ethan Sterling was much gentler than that night.
He kissed her until her lips felt a little swollen before he finally let her go, gasping.
He was still pressed against her, his hand gently stroking her side through the thin fabric of her dress.
"Hungry, my love?"
Seraphina shook her head.
"Not yet."
She had a late lunch with Nathan Foster, and indeed she wasn’t hungry yet.
Ethan tightened his grip on her waist, leaned down, and whispered in her ear.
"Then shall we eat later?"
Seraphina guessed his intention, and softly agreed.
"Okay!"
She had cleaned herself thoroughly, applied the lipstick he liked, dressed up prettily...
Her sole reason was to please him.
Now that Ethan Sterling had taken control of the Zenith Group as promised, she should fulfill her commitment to him.
Whether he wanted to eat first or make love, it was entirely up to him.
Bending down to pick her up, Ethan walked quickly into the bedroom, not even bothering to close the door as he laid her on the bed.
Capturing her lips again, he kissed her passionately.
His hand moved away from her waist, fumbling for the zipper of her dress.
The zipper was on the other side of her waist, so Ethan didn’t find it, and simply lifted a strap from her shoulder.
Seraphina, still somewhat inexperienced, found the façade of seductiveness she had mustered quickly surrendering to his kisses.
But Ethan wasn’t in a hurry, like a hunter savoring the thrill of the chase, not rushing to make the final move.
Feeling his hand slip under her dress, Seraphina finally couldn’t resist, clutching his shoulder, softly calling his name.
"Ethan... Sterling!"
"Call me husband."
"Husband."
He lifted a hand, tidying the messy hair off her face.
Ethan gently nibbled at the corner of her lips, meeting her gaze.
"Seraphina, look at me, tell me... are you really ready?"
Seraphina, breathing lightly, opened her eyes to meet his gaze.
"I... am ready."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am sure!"
Ethan’s hand moved away from her, reaching to undo the buttons of his shirt.
The cuffs were too tightly fastened, and he didn’t bother with them.
He propped up the side of her body with his hand again, kissing her deeply.
This time, the kiss was deeper and more intense.
As she felt his hand slip under her skirt, Seraphina instinctively clutched his shoulder, closing her eyes.
...
All signs indicated.
The moment was right.
Ethan suddenly released her knee, bending down to lightly nibble below her earlobe.
"You little minx, did you do this on purpose?"
His breathing was heavy, his voice low and somewhat annoyed.
Seraphina stared at him in confusion, seeing the odd expression on his face, she instinctively licked her lips.
"Wha... what’s wrong?"
Ethan raised his right hand, showing fingertips stained with blood.
"Are you hurt?"
Seraphina worriedly grabbed his arm, but halfway through speaking, she suddenly understood.
It wasn’t his blood.
It was hers!
Her face flushed bright red, Seraphina could only wish she could find a hole to crawl into.
"I... I... I didn’t mean to... I just... didn’t expect..."
Ethan sat at the edge of the bed, pulling some tissues to wipe his fingers, remaining silent.
He was overly emotional just now, needing a moment to recomposed.
He must be disappointed, right?
Watching his back, Seraphina bit her lip, clenching her eyes shut.
"If you don’t mind... then we can... con... continue!"
Ethan turned around.
He saw Seraphina with her eyes closed, lying there, with a face prepared to "sacrifice" herself.
But her tense fingers clutching the sheets betrayed her emotions.
Ethan chuckled.
He pulled her into a sitting position, lightly taping her bottom.
"What nonsense are you saying? Your husband isn’t a beast. Now go to the restroom."
Seraphina hurried into the master bathroom, sitting on the toilet only to realize there was a problem.
This was Ethan’s bathroom, lacking women’s essentials.
In this condition, she really couldn’t walk out.
As her mind went back and forth, the bathroom door was opened by someone.
Seeing Ethan walk in, she hastily tugged her skirt in a futile attempt to hide her body.
Noticing her small gesture, Ethan chuckled.
"Is there any place on you I haven’t seen?"
Not only had he seen, he had...
Kissed them.
Seraphina lowered her head, feigning to be an ostrich.
"Here are your things."
Ethan placed what he was holding onto the bathroom counter beside her, giving her head a gentle rub before leaving.
Seraphina raised her head to see a pack of sanitary pads and a pair of her cotton panties on the countertop.
She covered her flushed face with both hands, overwhelmed with frustration.
Originally thinking she could nonchalantly fulfill her promise to him, she hadn’t foreseen such embarrassment.
Indeed...
Utterly mortifying!
After lingering in the bathroom for quite a while, Seraphina could no longer hide and eventually came out with determination.
In the dining room.
Ethan walked out from the kitchen, carrying reheated dishes.
Seeing her, he pulled out a chair for her.
"Sit!"
Seraphina walked over with her head down, sitting on the chair.
While still pondering how to respond, Ethan had already returned to the kitchen.
"Wait for me a bit, it’ll be done soon."
Seeing that he seemed unfazed by the earlier incident, Seraphina sighed with relief.
Getting up to handle the decanter, she filled their glasses.
Once Ethan returned, she proactively picked up a glass.
"Let’s toast to my husband’s successful takeover of Zenith!"
Ethan extended his arm, took the glass from her hand, and passed her a mug of hot chocolate.
"You drink this."
The air was filled with a sweet chocolate aroma.
Warmth lingering in her fingers.
Seraphina stared at the mug in her hand, momentarily surprised.
Did he just go to the kitchen to make this for her?
"You... you knew I liked drinking this?"
Ethan sat down with his wine glass, his tone casual.
"You girls all like sweet things, don’t you?"
True, how could he know her preferences.
Uncertain about how many girls have tasted his chocolate drinks in the past.
She raised her glass to clink with his, sipping her chocolate.
From childhood, chocolate was her favorite.
She wanted chocolate candies, and whenever she drank milk, she preferred chocolate milk...
But for some reason, though it was her favorite delicious flavor, it didn’t taste as sweet today.
"Is it good?"
Ethan asked softly from across.
"Mm." Seraphina brushed away her little thoughts, replying with a smile, "Very sweet."
"If you like it, your husband will make it for you every day."
Knowing it was just sweet nothings for the moment, Seraphina still played along, smiling.
"Okay!"
Ethan reached over with his right hand, tousling her hair across the table.
"My Seraphina is the sweetest, let’s eat!"
Seraphina picked up the chopsticks, while Ethan sat across, drinking wine with his eyes fixed on her.
After dinner, Seraphina got up to clean the dishes on the table.
Ethan carried the remaining plates to the kitchen, standing behind her, hugging her waist, letting his chin rest on her shoulder lightly.
"In the future... will you sleep with your husband and me?"
