Chased by my Ex Husband novel Chapter 46

Grace

“ You just never change. How many times has it been already? ” I murmur, attempting to get up but he hovers above me, pressing me down with his weight.

“ I will never let you go. ” Ethan seethes, leaning in to press his lips to mine.

I turn my head away and glance at the lamp placed on the side table.

Ethan grips my chin harshly and makes me face him again. I hold my breath, staring into his half-lidded eyes.

“ Your lover boy knows you are here with me. Josh caught his men spying on your whereabouts. ” His lips curl into a sinister smirk. “ what do you think about that? ”

I blink, my hands going still by my side. My blank face makes Ethan frown.

“ He doesn’t give a fuck if you sleep with me or what I do to you here. ” He hisses, grabbing my left wrist to pin it above my head.

“ Why do you think I care about it? ” I sigh, finding it hard to panic.

He is on top of me, drunk and furious, yet I find it hard to react. His Tristin talk doesn’t bother me either. Tristin probably realized that this was his chance to go after Lily and dropped the idea of coming for me.

Good for him.

“ He can keep you away from me if he tries, Grace. ” Ethan cups my cheek and strokes it gently with his rough fingers. “ but he doesn’t. He doesn’t care about you. ”

My body jolts in repulsion. I release a breath and grab his hand to push it away.

“ I don’t want him to. ” I shake my head.

Confusion appears in his eyes. Ethan’s hand hangs in the air awkwardly.

“ He— ”

“ Stop whining like a child. He did this or did that. Stop it. I don’t really care, Ethan. ” I place my hand over his chest to push him away.

“ Are you trying to fool me again by making me believe there is nothing between you two? ” He snarls, his expression shifting to one of fury.

I swallow as his hand cups my cheek again. He squeezes my face harshly, making my lips pucker out.

“ I won’t fall for it! ” His voice rises in volume. “ Listen to me carefully now. I am going to fuck you, Grace. Tonight and for the rest of your life, and no other man will ever lay his hands on you. You are mine and will ever be— ”

His words cut off with a groan. I blink, noticing the trail of blood that sneaks down his forehead and falls over my neck.

“ That’s what you call rape. ” I mumble, slamming the lamp over his head again.

He was so busy with his threat that he didn’t notice me grabbing the lamp, he didn’t hear the glass dropping on the floor, and he didn’t anticipate the blow.

Ethan draws his head back momentarily, his hand moving up to touch his forehead. He shakes his head, focusing on the blood on his fingers.