Together Forever

Chapter 41

Evelyn's POV

I see Ethan closing the door behind and I feel my pulse quickening. Why does every time Ethan have

to see us together? Bad luck, Evelyn.

He turns around and a smile happens to appear on his face when his eyes move beside me and the

non-appearing smile turns into a frown immediately. His hands are shoved in his jeans pockets and his

suit jacket is hanging from his elbow. His sleeves of the white shirt are rolled up and the muscle of his

arms are bulging out, hair messy.

Sexy as hell!

Shut up! This is not the right time.

He takes slow steps towards me and I stand there like a statue. When he's standing face to face, he

raises a questioning eyebrow to ask what's going on here. I look beside me to see Liam's confused

face, his eyes moving from me to Ethan.

I clear my throat as I break the silence, "Ethan. Liam came here to...to give me some important files.

You know the construction site we are gonna visit tomorrow, about that."

I explain to which he nods, slightly glaring at Liam. Poor guy! He doesn't even know what he did wrong.

Ethan glances at his watch and says, "Now that the work time is over, I guess you both are done. Or do

you want to work a little more?" He asks me, mockingly.

I shake my head, "No. We were leaving actually." I lie as I see Liam staring at me, questioningly.

Yes, Liam. You have to drink the coffee alone now.

"Ok, let's leave then," Ethan says, I nod when Liam speaks up.

"But Evie, why are you leaving with Mr. Jones?"

I see Ethan clenching his teeth and he answers instead of me.

"Maybe because we are going to the same house." He fakes a smile.

Liam seems shocked as he turns to me, "The same house? Do you live together?"

"I...umm... yeah." I stutter.

"But why?"

"Because…"

"The reason you'll get to know soon Mr. Liam. Very soon." Ethan cuts me off and holds my hand.

Before turning around and walking out of the office with me, he tells Liam, Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"We will see you tomorrow then."

With that said, we hurry out of the room leaving a very confused Liam with a hurt look on his face

behind.

The ride home is awkwardly silent and I don't dare to speak. When the car parks into the driveway of

the house, I sigh in relief and get out of it.

I hurriedly get inside before him, wanting to get to my room as soon as possible but of course, he had

to call me and stop me in my tracks. I curse under my breath and turn around slowly as he walks to me,

a hard look on his face.

"What was that bastard doing in your office?" Ethan yells at me, his jaw clenching in anger.

"For God's sake Ethan, try to understand. We are working together. He definitely can come to my

office." I try to reason.

"If it was really an official work, Why couldn't he come to my office instead? Did his car take the wrong

turn and run to you?"

I roll my eyes and try to pass him when his hand grabs my arm and he pushes me back against the

wall. Throwing his jacket away, he puts his face forward very close to mine as his eyes burn like fire.

"How many times do I have to tell you that you are only mine? Fucking mine." He barks, throwing a

hard punch at the wall.

Gasping, I stop him from punching again as I yell this time, "How many fucking times do I have to tell

you not to hurt yourself?"

He glares at me as his bleeding hand holds my face and he pushes my head back, careful not to hit it

at the wall.

"You're making me do it. I just can't stand him anywhere near you." He grits.

I glare back, "Why? What's his fault? Just because I had a crush on him years ago, you can't be like

this. What's your problem?"

"The fuck. It's my problem because I..." He stops midway as he seems puzzled.

Yes, Ethan. Say those three words again when I'm in my senses.

He takes his hand away from my face and looks away disappointingly but that's just for a bit. The next

moment he quickly grabs my face in his hands and takes my lips in his in a fiery kiss.

It takes me moments to realize and I instantly hug him tightly not to fall down because of the pace he's

going on. His lips brush against mine and I tilt my head. While he keeps kissing me hungrily, his hand

moves from my face to my chest and he starts unbuttoning my jacket. When he's done, he takes it off

of me and throws it away too leaving me in my thin georgette top only.

Shit! We need to stop.

I pull back to speak and he growls, "Ethan...w-we should stop." I say, breathing heavily.

I see his brown eyes darkened and he shakes his head and without delay, he places his lips on my jaw.

He kisses there and slowly moves downwards to my neck as a moan escapes my lips. He presses his

lips harder and tightens his grip around my waist.

After madly eating my neck for minutes, he pulls back and looks into my eyes, panting.

He holds my cheeks and brushes his thumb slowly on my face, "He likes you, right?" He whispers,

looking disheveled.

"I don't know," I say, honestly.

He looks down for a while as he grits, "He does. But alas! It's too late." Looking up, he says in a husky

voice, "Now you are only mine."

With that, he clasps our lips again.