Did he mean that when he said those words to her, he merely wanted to inform her?
No matter what she says, whatever he desires to do, he will continue regardless of her wishes?
This has always been Ethan Laurent's style.
Indeed, that's what he thought, and next, that's what he did!
One arm encircled her waist, and as he leaned down to kiss her, he started to deftly unbutton her clothes.
Summer Ford was kissed by him until her head spun, muddled and unclear.
When she came back to her senses, her body was already feeling a coolness...
The sea surface remained restless for a long time after that.
Complete silence came about an hour later.
Summer Ford was carried by Ethan Laurent back to the deck, both of them soaked through.
The food on the deck had long gone cold, and the wine Ethan had poured was still set aside.
Bringing her to the dining table, he looked at her still slightly flushed face, and his lips unconsciously formed a slight smirk.
