Untamed Charming Wife

“Ah-” Suddenly, Kayla found herself lifted into the air. She instinctively wrapped her arms around Ethaniel’s neck, afraid of falling.

Ethaniel, pleased with her initiative, carried her to the sofa and pressed her down, lowering his head to nibble at the tender skin of her neck under her police uniform.

“Mm…” Kayla moaned softly from the stimulation, her neck-raising motion entirely an unconscious submission.

That soft moan successfully tightened Mr. Han’s lower abdomen.

Quickly, the buttons of her uniform were undone, and his lips trailed down her delicate skin, leaving a trail of red marks.

“Mm… no…” Kayla pushed against his head buried in her chest, her mind muddled by the passionate kisses that left her in a state of ecstasy, her soul seemingly floating without a trace of rationality.

She probably never had much resistance to Ethaniel in the first place.

Kayla’s intermittent moans continued to stimulate Ethaniel. Annoyed by the obstruction of her uniform, he tore it open, the buttons scattering, and then quickly unclasped her bra…

“Ah-” Kayla’s slender neck arched again as the unfamiliar sensation overwhelmed her.

Once again, her police trousers blocked Ethaniel’s hand from further exploration. He lost all patience and tore them open.

The usually elegant and distinguished Ethaniel had also lost his principles, becoming unbearably eager.

…

“Ring ring ring-”

Just as Ethaniel was about to take her, his phone rang inappropriately.

“…” Ethaniel stopped his actions irritably, taking a deep breath to suppress his arousal.

He glanced at the phone and immediately cut off the call.

Damn it! Go home!

He kissed her swollen lips, pulled the dazed Kayla up, intending to take her home immediately, only to find her clothes and pants had been violently torn apart…

Never mind.

Wrapping her in his coat, he carried Kayla horizontally and walked out the door.

“W-wait!” Kayla blushed, leaning weakly against Ethaniel, biting her lip. “I… I can walk by myself.”Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“I wouldn’t let other men see you like this.” Ethaniel said, kicking open the door and walking out.

Outside the door, Jack was leaning against the wall, his silver-rimmed glasses enhancing his handsome and elegant appearance. “I thought you were going to spend the night in there.”

“Car key.” Ethaniel didn’t want to waste words with him.

Jack stood up straight, ignoring Ethaniel and instead looked at Kayla in his arms with a teasing smile. “Isn’t this Officer Kayla? Are you injured or feeling unwell?”

“I…” Kayla didn’t expect to see a “familiar face” right after out, and she wrapped in Ethaniel’s coat and held so intimately.

“You’re probably living too comfortably recently.” Ethaniel gave Jack a cold look, finding his mocking expression highly irritating.

“Alright, alright,” seeing the familiar cold light in Ethaniel’s eyes, Jack quickly backed down, handing his car keys to Ethaniel.

Without a word, Ethaniel carried Kayla to the car, while Jack waved at Kayla from behind. “Bye, Officer Kayla, enjoy yourself. Come back next time, and I’ll take good care of you.”

Before he finished his sentence, Ethaniel’s figure had already disappeared around the staircase corner.

…

“Is this club his?” Kayla didn’t miss Jack’s last words.

“Mm.” Ethaniel carried her through a secret passage towards the underground.

“No way, the Robins Family is a political and business dynasty, right? I’ve heard there’s a casino here. Jack doesn’t seem like someone involved in the underworld.”

Ethaniel didn’t answer her, directly taking her to Jack’s exclusive parking spot and placing her in the passenger seat.

Kayla looked at the car. “This isn’t your car, is it?”

What about his flashy sports car that would cost a million pounds to fix a scratch?

“Buckle up.” Ethaniel avoided the question and drove the car out of The Obsidian Club.

He had drunk quite a bit tonight. If he didn’t take Jack’s car, who knows if a cop like Kayla would stop him?

Kayla’s eyes widened. “You’re drinking and driving?”

As expected, Kayla never disappointed him.

Ethaniel gripped the steering wheel, reaching out to stroke her head. “Be good, nothing will happen. Jack will probably arrange for traffic control.”

The upright Kayla seemed to have no ground to stand on in the face of privilege.

The car drove back to RosenBay. Kayla looked at the small villa with its warm lights, feeling a bit emotional. She thought she’d never come to this villa in her lifetime…

While she was lost in thought, she was lifted into the air again.

“Hey! I can walk by myself!” Kayla was once again carried horizontally by Ethaniel.

“If you’re not afraid of waking others and letting them see you like this, you can keep shouting.” Ethaniel raised an eyebrow and smiled.

“You-” Kayla seemed always powerless against him. After a futile struggle, she could only hammer his shoulder, “What if Oliver sees us?”

“Ollie is already asleep.”

And even if he saw, what could he do?

Hearing this, Kayla let out a small sigh of relief.

Taking advantage of her moment of quiet, Ethaniel carried her straight into the villa.

“Daddy!”

Oliver jumped up from the sofa, but seeing Kayla in Ethaniel’s arms, his large purple eyes widened. “Kayla! You’re here!”

Kayla was startled by Oliver’s sudden appearance, staring blankly at the delicate, fair-skinned child, then turning to glare at Ethaniel…

Who said Oliver was asleep!