Chapter 266

Sophia finally surrendered. She could never win against this scoundrel.

"Fine, fine! I'll wear it!"

"Should've been this obedient from the start."

Ethan released his grip with a smug smirk.

Sophia gritted her teeth but didn't dare delay. She scrambled to put on the lingerie, fingers fumbling with the stubborn back clasp. Beads of sweat formed on her nose from frustration.

Noticing her struggle, Ethan's eyes gleamed with mischief. "Let me."

His arms encircled her waist, pulling her close. Skilled fingers brushed over her trembling hands, effortlessly fastening the clasp.

But he wasn't done.

His gaze lingered on the woman in his arms—her damp eyes brimming with embarrassment, like a flustered rabbit. Heat surged through him.

Without warning, he captured her slightly swollen lips again.

The kiss was relentless.

Dominating.

Suffocatingly deep.

Sophia's head spun. It was always like this. He effortlessly stripped away her reason until she melted against him.

Ethan pressed his forehead to hers, voice husky. "Like it?"

She turned her face away.

He chuckled, pecking her lips once more. "You do."

Sophia's ears burned crimson.

She did crave his forceful kisses—proof that he wasn't entirely indifferent to her. In this illicit relationship, it was her only solace.

"Wear this."

He tossed her a gift box. Sophia caught it instinctively and stood. "I'll change at home."

"Here."

Ethan rose, his gaze roaming over her. "We can adjust if it doesn't fit."

She rolled her eyes internally. That dress was definitely trouble, but to avoid complications, she obediently retreated to the bathroom.

The mirror reflected a vision in mist-blue—snowy skin, a subtly rounded belly adding softness to her figure.

But the dress...

Sophia frowned at the strained bodice, fabric taut under the pressure. She strongly suspected his intentions.

Knock knock.

"Come out, or I'm coming in," Ethan's impatient voice warned through the door.

Biting her lip, she hurriedly replied, "Almost done."