The Grants: Choosing One Between The Two-Chapter 191: Is Ethan Grant Lacking Skills in That Aspect?
Back in the room, Ethan pulled Yvette Aston in front of him and kissed her.
With a retaliatory bite, Ethan wanted Yvette to remember. "From now on, think twice before doing anything dangerous. You have a family and children."
A husband.
Her lip was bitten and Yvette was in such pain that tears welled up in her eyes.
It turns out that the pain of biting the corner of one’s lip and being bitten by someone else are two different concepts.
"Did you learn your lesson?" Ethan asked.
Yvette nodded with red-rimmed eyes.
"The wound hurts..." Ethan leaned his whole body against Yvette’s shoulder.
Yvette was extremely nervous. "Take a bath first, and I’ll contact the resort doctor to handle it."
Ethan took off his shirt, showcasing his evident muscles and a naturally smooth inverted triangle shape. He truly had the build of someone who appears slender in clothes and muscular without...
"Help me take a look," Ethan teased Yvette on purpose.
Remembering the Sterling brothers’ peacock display in front of Yvette made him quite displeased.
"It seems like it’s not bleeding." Yvette glanced quickly, blushing as her heart raced.
Ethan raised an eyebrow. "Not bleeding?"
Yvette nodded; the injury wasn’t severe, just a bruise on the skin.
"Hurts." Ethan’s acting was impeccable. "I can’t raise my arm."
Yvette looked at Ethan nervously. "I’ll help you wash."
Ethan was just waiting for Yvette to say this; he pulled her straight into the bathroom and pinned her against the door.
Only then did Yvette realize she’d been duped by him.
Her ears blushed more deeply, and Yvette stammered and spoke, "Just... just a bath, only a bath."
"Just a bath, nothing else," Ethan said with a smile, and then kissed her again.
Yvette dared not breathe, almost suffocating herself.
You said nothing else...
"You, you lied."
"Nothing else..." Ethan’s smile was always deep, like a seasoned fox seducing a timid little rabbit.
The little rabbit was flushed all over, her swimsuit was easily stripped.
"You said you’d help me bathe," Ethan turned on the shower to rinse sand off of Yvette.
He obviously could take what he wanted; after all, Yvette needed him, dependent on being by his side.
Yet he still pretended to seek Yvette’s consent.
With a shiver, Yvette nervously leaned against the wall, her breaths tightened.
Ethan helped her rinse... too tantalizing.
The bathroom’s temperature kept rising, and Yvette felt her head getting dizzy.
"I’ll, I’ll help you..." she quickly grabbed the showerhead and helped rinse mud off Ethan’s back, trying to avoid the wound.
Ethan faced away from Yvette, supporting his hands against the wall, his back’s outline enviably appealing.
Yvette, as if driven by an unknown force, reached out to trace his muscles and lines, clearly visible were shark fins, waistline, and V-line... neatly lined abdominal muscles.
"You can be bolder," Ethan smiled, grabbing Yvette’s hand and guiding her to embrace him from behind...
Too alluring.
Yvette’s heart raced as she shakily stammered, nearly in tears, "Don’t, don’t go, overboard."
"I’m yours, what’s overboard about that?" Ethan stopped teasing Yvette and turned to kiss her again.
Yvette only felt her mind hazy, Ethan’s seduction leaving her head blank.
Unsure how long she cried out, only aware that her wet hair had almost dried, Ethan embraced her in his arms, rinsing clean with a towel, carrying her out.
"I’ll rinse again, you have a good rest, let the staff know if you want something to eat." Ethan felt he’s been impatient lately...
Just finished, and already wanted to tease her again.
Afraid she’d be scared away, Ethan could only go alone to take a cold shower.
Yvette was like a flushed shrimp, hiding in bed beneath the covers, rolling back and forth with a flushed face.
Too erotic.
How can Ethan’s physique be that good...
So charming, it’s a shame he’s not in the entertainment industry.
In Ethan’s entertainment company, even the top actors aren’t as handsome as Ethan.
No wonder so many women flock to him, eager to climb into his bed.
"Buzz." The phone rang. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
Yvette blushed as she grabbed the phone; Holly Ziegler had sent her a message.
She was already in Meridia and had rented a house.
"Are you on a business trip with Mr. Grant?" Holly sent a mischievous emoticon.
"Mm-hmm." Yvette replied with an emoticon as well.
"Sharing a room with Mr. Grant?" Holly added a dog emoji.
Yvette felt a bit embarrassed, but had absolute trust in Holly. "Mm-hmm."
"Anything happening yet?"
"Well, there’s..." Yvette’s face flushed like it could ignite.
"If you want to hold onto Ethan’s big leg, you need to know how to seduce him; you’re too introverted, you can’t hold a man’s interest this way," Holly worried for Yvette. "I’ll teach you."
Yvette felt her ears burning, unable to speak.
Soon, Holly sent a bunch of instructional videos.
Yvette opened one and was so frightened she threw her phone away.
Ethan happened to come out of the bathroom and saw Yvette, red as a ripe apple, sitting on the bed and throwing her phone.
"Is your phone hot?" Ethan wanted to laugh, reaching to pick up the phone from the floor.
"Don’t!" Yvette was terrified, rushing down from the bed, regretting and trying to snatch the phone.
But it was too late.
Ethan picked up the phone and accidentally tapped open one of the instructional videos.
"..."
The fear of sudden silence in the air.
Yvette’s heart raced wildly, trembling as she glanced at Ethan.
"Mr., Mr. Grant..."
Ethan squinted, seriously watching the tutorial. "Am I not seductive enough?"
"No, no..." Yvette waved her hand in panic. "It’s just, learning..."
Yvette wished she could find a hole and hide in it.
Holly really did her wrong.
"Oh, so you think my skills are lacking?" Ethan nodded knowingly. "I’ll learn as well."
"It’s... not lacking." Yvette nearly cried, feeling mortified.
Ethan approached Yvette.
Yvette retreated in fear.
He had wanted to pace himself earlier, afraid to scare the little rabbit away.
Now it seems the little rabbit’s tolerance is strong. "I learned it, shall we practice?"
"..." Yvette’s ears burned fiercely. "No, impossible."
She was close to falling apart.
"You let me learn, but don’t allow me to practice, what kind of teacher does that..." Ethan displeasingly lifted Yvette up, letting her cling to his waist.
Yvette feared falling, clung tightly to Ethan. "No, it’s impossible."
"I say it is, come on, let’s start practicing the first set of moves..."
Ethan counted, Holly sent Yvette a total of six instructional videos.
Kissing and nibbling Yvette’s earlobe, Ethan’s voice was deeply alluring. "Tonight, we’ll practice them all, tomorrow... write up a practice report."
Yvette watched Ethan in panic, trying to escape, but he held her waist and kissed her.
Unsure how many times they tussled through the night, Yvette cried till her voice was hoarse and eyes swollen.
"Ethan, you’re too much..." She fell asleep in a daze, restless in sleep.
...
The following afternoon, the first thing Ethan did upon waking was pull her into his arms and kiss her forehead.
Yvette, frightened, struggled to speak. "No, it’s impossible, there’s... there’s none left."
All the condoms were used up.
She thought she was going to die.
"Ding dong! Ding dong!" Suddenly, there was an urgent doorbell, accompanied by a child’s anxious voice. "Mommy! Mommy, open the door! I know you’re inside."
"..." Ethan’s face instantly darkened; it was that Sterling family’s little tagalong.
