As soon as she said that, Ethan looked at her with a prying look. His fingers traced lightly along her neck. "Jealous?"

"You must be joking, Mr. Miller. I am in no position to be jealous."

Ethan saw the hint of disgust in her eyes. He bent over and kissed her neck.

He even had the urge to bite down fiercely for a moment so that he could get rid of all of the complications between them in one bite.

Olivia's resistance was apparent. Ethan raised her hands above her head.

He held her chin with his fingers and said slowly, "Since you know your place, why are you resisting my touch?"

Olivia frowned and said, "Why are you acting all crazy here, Ethan?"

He smirked and let go of her chin. He began to unbutton her top.

Olivia had a deal with him. She couldn't resist. She shouldn't resist.

She could only mention the Carltons. "Ethan, you made a promise at the Carlton residence. Why are you breaking your promise and touching me now?"

"What's the matter with playing around with a mistress?