"Don't do this, Ethan," I whispered as he broke our kiss. I was shaking with anger and helplessness. My body felt hot. He untucked my shirt and slid his hand inside, then caressed my body.
"Why not?" the bastard smirked and pinched my n*****s. He didn't care to look at the hatred in my eyes.
"Stop that! There are people out there. They could walk in and see us any moment. What the hell is the matter with you?" I scolded him. His smile only got bigger.
"So it's okay if I do this in private?" he winked and let go of me.
"That's not what I meant!" I said irritably. "Why are you so annoying?" I asked. I frantically tried to tuck my shirt in before someone came this way and saw my disheveled clothes. "Shouldn't you go back to your fiancée? I bet she is wondering where you are," I snapped.
