Untamed Charming Wife

Ethaniel shrugged, “He usually is asleep by now.”

But tonight, he had called half an hour earlier to tell him to come home.

Ethaniel knew the silly girl in his arms would soon become depressed, so he quickly said to Oliver, “Ollie, go to bed. Kayla will take you to school tomorrow.”

Oliver smiled, whispering, “Okay, Daddy. Good night.” He gave Kayla a quick, mischievous glance, his purple eyes turning into crescent moons, then turned and went upstairs.

Once Oliver was upstairs, Kayla regained her senses.

With her intelligence back to normal, she immediately jumped out of Ethaniel’s arms, grabbed a large pillow from the sofa, and threw it at him. “Ethaniel, you bastard! You almost got me killed!”

Ethaniel easily dodged the pillow, his thin lips curving up. “Relax, Ollie will know sooner or later. Go take a bath. I’ll get you some clothes.”

… Bastard, you could have told me beforehand instead of springing it on me like this!

Wait, clothes? Whose clothes?

Are there other women’s clothes here besides Ethaniel’s and Oliver’s?

Linda? Or Oliver’s mother?

Kayla was disturbed by Ethaniel’s words, standing in front of the mirror wrapped in a large bath towel, dawdling for a long time.

The towel was wrapped around her chest, exposing her collarbone and neck, where she could clearly see one red mark after another, reminding her that everything that had just happened at The Obsidian Club was real. She had almost been devoured by Ethaniel!

She had wanted to stay away from him, but his hearted confession had drawn her back in.

Kayla looked at herself in the mirror. She wasn’t that beautiful, just an ordinary woman. How could Ethaniel like her? Was it real? Did she make a mistake?…

While Kayla was lost in thought in front of the mirror, the bathroom door suddenly opened. Ethaniel, already changed into casual clothes, entered, carrying a set of clothes.

“What are you doing here? Get out!” Kayla grabbed the towel at her chest with one hand and pushed Ethaniel out.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

“Of course, I’m bringing you clothes,” Ethaniel grabbed her wrist, pushed her back into the bathroom, and closed the door behind him.

And then hanging the white clothes on the rack, Ethaniel had clearly found a good excuse for himself.

In terms of strength, Kayla was no match for Ethaniel. Plus, she only had a bath towel on, so she didn’t dare to push him too hard.

After putting away the clothes, Ethaniel showed no intention of leaving. His gaze followed her beautiful collarbone, shoulders, and chest, making Kayla’s nerves tense, her heartbeat loud like a drum.

“What… what are you looking at? Get out!”

Ethaniel’s lips curved slightly. “I’ve touched and kissed you, and now I can’t even look?”

Even though Kayla was embarrassed and angry enough to want to kill him, he still reached out without hesitation, his long fingers stroking the kiss marks on her collarbone. Then he lowered his head, his thin lips next to her ear, and smiled softly, “Now, I want to continue. Can I?”

“In your dreams!” Kayla was angry, pushing Ethaniel away, her delicate face blushing bright red.

“Later is fine too,” After saying this, he started undressing in front of Kayla.

Kayla watched as Ethaniel’s clothes came off piece by piece, his perfectly proportioned body revealed before her eyes.

As a police officer, she had seen men’s bodies before, but Ethaniel was clearly different from those muscle men.

Kayla’s nerves tensed again. “What are you doing?”

“Taking a shower,” Ethaniel replied with amusement. “Why else would I come to the bathroom? Or do you want me to do something else?”

“You’re so perverted. If you dare, I’ll break your third leg!” Though her tone was strong… but…

Her eyes couldn’t help but fall on Ethaniel. His body was truly stunning, with smooth muscle lines, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, long legs, a lean abdomen without an ounce of fat, and skin smoother than hers!

Staring at Ethaniel’s nearly perfect body, Kayla couldn’t help but swallow. This man was a marvel of youth.

“Does it look good?” A gentle, pleasant voice asked, with a touch of warm laughter.

“… It’s alright!” Kayla replied dryly. “Barely acceptable.”

“Oh?” Ethaniel, only wearing close-fitting boxers, stepped closer to Kayla, pressing her against the bathroom wall, one hand bracing beside her head, his purple eyes filled with temptation. “If there’s anything you’re not satisfied with, you can tell me. I can change it slowly. Is it here?”

As he spoke, Ethaniel guided her hand to his waist and abdomen.

“…” Kayla gasped, her palm pressed tightly against his flat, firm abdomen, feeling the strong muscles beneath the smooth skin.

Ethaniel, in a good mood, held her hand, slowly moving it upward to his chest. His thin lips captured her earlobe, “If it’s here… I can’t change that.”

“…” Top-level sweet talk, she couldn’t believe it was coming from him!

Kayla was too embarrassed to say a complete sentence, her palm still feeling his strong heartbeat.

“Heh…” Ethaniel chuckled, slowly lowering his head, his light tea-colored hair brushing across his eyebrows.

Under the warm yellow light of the bathroom, his delicate features became more pronounced, his purple eyes soft and alluring, making Kayla feel dazed.

In Ethaniel’s eyes, she could clearly see the emotions conveyed, deeper than any promise: Ethaniel would not hurt her.

“Ethaniel…” she murmured his name softly, her voice tender and full of emotion.

“I’m here.”

“… Mm.” She lowered her head, resting her forehead against his chest, her lips pressed together, silent.

Ethaniel’s purple eyes burned with intense desire. In his thirty-one years, he had never truly been with a woman.

This overwhelming desire, mixed with conquest and possession, had only ever been ignited by Kayla.

He must have her!

“I want you.” Ethaniel’s hot breath brushed against her ear, his voice hoarse, then more urgently, “I want you!”

Without waiting for Kayla to respond, he lowered his head and bit her neck.

Kayla’s tender neck was repeatedly kissed fiercely by the man. Her gasps turned into a long moan…

“E… Ethaniel…” she murmured, her eyes half-closed, her breathing labored. His kisses on her neck made her lose all sense of calm.

The bathroom was dimly lit, and Kayla’s mind was in turmoil, as if covered by a veil, with all her rational thoughts gone, leaving only the handsome man pressing against her.

She was wearing only a bath towel, her collarbone and shoulders exposed, all kissed by his hot lips.

Ethaniel was a normal man. Not having touched a woman didn’t mean he didn’t know how. His body was tense, the hard bulge was both swollen and painful, and every part of him screamed to devour this pure little fool!

He held her wrist with one hand, raising it above her head, while the other hand, through the towel, covered her chest.

Kayla had just finished bathing, the room still filled with steam. The hazy mist wet Ethaniel’s hair, the light tea-colored strands sticking to his eyebrows, small droplets sliding from the tips, tracing down his youthful, handsome contours, outlining his sensual physique.

At this moment, the ambiguous atmosphere between them reached its peak.

“Ethaniel… I-” Kayla swallowed hard, her heart pounding wildly, feeling the danger. He was tempting her to sin!

One more second, and she feared she would completely surrender!

Ethaniel’s refined purple eyes narrowed as he pressed his body against Kayla.

The swelling in a certain area couldn’t be hidden, pressing against Kayla’s legs through the soft towel, its heat terrifying her into wanting to escape.

“Trying to run?” Ethaniel grabbed both her wrists, raising them high above her head, his previously indifferent purple eyes now sinister and dangerous. “It’s too late.”