Chapter 364: Chapter 364

Jenna Roland watched the darkening sky outside her window, absently swiping her phone screen. A brilliant idea suddenly struck her.

"Hey, Milo?" She dialed her younger brother's number. "Are you coming home tonight?"

When Milo said he was staying at a friend's place, Jenna's eyes lit up. She sprang from the couch and dashed into his room in three quick strides.

The lock clicked shut behind her. Jenna exhaled in relief. Finally, she could escape that infuriating man.

She flopped onto the bed and opened her video app. A sharp knock interrupted her.

"Open the door." Ethan Roscente's deep voice penetrated the wood.

Jenna bolted upright. "What do you want?" She glared at the door.

"You think hiding here will stop me?" Amusement laced his tone. "Either open it yourself, or I'll use my key."

Jenna smacked her forehead. She'd forgotten Ethan had a spare key!

"Damn it!" She yanked the door open, teeth clenched.

Ethan hooked an arm around her shoulders and hauled her toward the master bedroom without explanation. The lock clicked again.

Jenna pressed her back against the curtains, eyes narrowed. "What are you planning?"

Ethan flexed his wrists, smirking. "Nothing illegal between husband and wife."

"Bullshit!" Her fingers twisted into the fabric. "No consent means rape!"

A vein pulsed at Ethan's temple. "You agreed to be with me last night."

"That doesn't mean sex tonight!" She jutted her chin. "I need time to warm up!"

He massaged his temples. The woman's imagination ran wild—he hadn't even considered that.

Stretching across the bed, he crooked a finger. "Come rub my shoulders."

"No!" Jenna burrowed deeper into the curtains.

Ethan's eyes slitted. "Do it, or I'll claim my husbandly rights tonight."

Jenna gasped. When had he become so shameless?

She inched toward the bed with obvious reluctance. "My own shoulders ache..."

"I'm your husband." He closed his eyes, savoring her touch. "I'll return the favor later."

"Like hell!" She scoffed. "You'll just cop a feel."

Ethan's eyes flew open. "Afraid I'll touch you?"

Jenna choked on her own saliva, face burning crimson.

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