Chapter 59 Scratch His Face


    At night, J wore her headphones and sat on the chair, with one leg under her bum, and began


    working on her design.


    Her elegant fingers had a way of their own with the pen. She painted at ease, drawing bold,


    confident strokes. The window was open, and the summer breeze rustled her long, silky locks.


    Ethan knocked on the door. His heart flipped when he witnessed the beautiful scene.


    J nced at him and looked away, focusing on the painting.


    Ethan took her gesture as approval to get into the room. He shamelessly walked in and closed the


    door.


    "Let''s talk." Ethan''s eyes were dark. He ced a steaming ss of milk on the table and looked at


    her.


    The sweet scent of milk wafted in the air.


    J pursed her lips. Her mind was a mess. "I don''t have time."


    Ethan took a step back and sat on the edge of the bed, trailing his fingers across the soft bedsheet.


    "I''ll wait for you to finish your work."


    J''s unique scent filled the room as the wind swept across her. Ethan''s mouth dried, and his


    body turned hot in an instant. He felt a surge of desire within him.


    At eleven at night, J finally stopped drawing. She stole a nce at Ethan, who was staring at


    her.


    J stood up and picked up her graphic tablet on the table. The next moment, darkness engulfed


    her. Ethan''s muscr frame pressed against hers. He ced his hands on either side, trapping


    J against the table. His hot breath blew against her ear.


    "You''re done with work. Let''s talk now."


    J''s ears turned red, and her heart took a sprint in her chest as if she were on a rollercoaster.


    "What do you want to talk about?" Ethan wrapped his arms around J and pulled her into a tight


    embrace. His hair rested on her shoulder, exuding a faint peppermint scent. "What on earth do you


    want me to do to calm you down?"


    J trembled, shifting her weight from one foot to another, as his hot breath made her skin prickle


    with goosebumps. "Let go of me, Ethan! I have to clean the desk," she whined, shrinking back.


    Ethan got reminded of the domineering heroes he had read in books, who wouldn''t let go of their


    love interests during such situations. The more their female counterparts struggled, the more


    aggressive they would get.


    He held her tighter and pressed his body against J''s, trapping her against the desk. With his


    free hand, he helped her put the tablet into the bag and asked, "Why are you shaking? I''ll help you


    clean up the desk." "Let go of me first. We''ll sit downfortably and talk." J tried wriggling out


    of his hold. She was both shy and scared.


    "If I let you go, you will run away and won''t talk to me," Ethan grunted.


    He hooked his fingers under her chin and lifted her head to make her look at him. "You naughty


    girl!"


    J''s eyes widened.


    Ethan snorted and gently stroked her pink lips with his fingers. "Why are you still ring at me?" He


    leaned forward and bit her bottom lip. An involuntary squeal left J''s lips. Before she could react,


    Ethan picked her up and threw her on the bed.


    Before she could sit up, Ethan grabbed her slender ankles, pulled her under him, and pressed


    himself against her. J whimpered as he forcefully kissed her. The stubble on his chin scratched


    her face. Ethan gripped her skirt and pushed it to her waist.


    "Ethan!"


    Ethan jerked up in shock when he heard J''s voice. She waved her hand against his face,


    leaving three scratch marks on his skin.


    Ethan rubbed his stinging forehead and let go of her. She retreated to the head of the bed and


    draped her body with a quilt, revealing nothing but her angry eyes.


    Ethan cleared his throat and leaned against the bed. "I just..."


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    J pointed at the door and growled, "Shut up!


    I don''t want to see you! Get out now!"


    Seeing that what he did had only ignited her anger, Ethan didn''t dare to provoke her anymore. He


    took a deep breath and left, closing the door behind him.


    J covered her face with the quilt. She could feel the blush ming her cheeks.


    After returning to his room, Ethan immediately threw the books into the trash can with a murderous


    look on his face.


    "Garrett! You''re gonna pay for this!"