The Genius Ex-Wife’s Revenge Portfolio novel Chapter 174

David was pissed. She told him this was the last time, that he shouldn’t come looking for her anymore. It stung more than he wanted to admit.

When her soft lips pressed against his, he pushed her away, annoyed and impatient.

But Ella just shifted, her small hands sliding from his shoulders to wrap tight around his neck. “David, don’t push me away.”

Her wide, watery eyes fixed on his, and her voice came out sweet and drawn out, almost like a pout. It hit him right in the gut, making every muscle in his body tense up.

“It’s just like before. Our little secret. I won’t tell Jessa,” she whispered.

Then she kissed him again.

David felt a rush of heat behind his eyes. Once a man had tasted something like this, it was impossible not to want more. Ella’s bold, needy touch made it so easy for his self-control to unravel.

He stopped fighting it. As she leaned in, he took over, his big hand finding her shoulder, ready to pull her onto his lap.

Just then, a loud car horn broke through the moment. The light had turned green.

The car behind them had already gone around, probably only holding back from cursing because of the Rolls-Royce and its show-off license plate.

David and Ella broke apart fast. Ella’s cheeks were burning as she slid back into her seat, suddenly remembering they were still in the car.

David hit the gas and the car shot forward, eating up the road in seconds.

Neither of them said a word. David drove one-handed, his wristwatch glinting as his other hand rested by his side.

Then a small, soft hand reached over. Her pinky brushed against his fingers, just a feather-light touch.

It sent a strange, gentle warmth straight to his heart.

A good partner always seemed to know exactly what you needed, even if you never said it out loud.

David caught her finger and gave it a little squeeze, then took her whole hand and held it in his, her skin soft and warm against his palm.

There was a wild edge to the way he looked at her, eyes dark and direct, the kind of look only a man who knew exactly what he wanted could give. There was something bad about it, something intimate.

She’d noticed before that sometimes David was a little too much.

Ella arched a brow, letting a hint of mischief peek through her innocent expression. “Who says that’s all I know?”

He let out a low, throaty laugh. “Yeah? Prove it.”

His voice was pure mischief, all heat and challenge.

Ella kissed him again, this time letting her lips wander lower…

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When Ella finally made it back to her dorm, she was so wiped out she crashed and slept for two whole days.