Together Forever novel Chapter 28

I stare down at the bright red lace gown in my hands in dejection and sigh heavily. The mood I am in right now, it would be better for me to go to a funeral but here I am being dressed for a party where we would meet our new clients. If the redness of the dress could give me some enthusiasm, I think to myself.

Finally fighting with my inner discouragement, I stand up and slowly slip into the gown that reaches my feet. The dress is adorned with designer flowery lace with long lace sleeves and a v neck that ends a few inches before my cleavage.

The upper back of the gown is opened and the other half is attached to a hook. Now the problem is I can't clasp the hook. After trying five minutes continuously, I give up. Why don't we have a pair of eyes and hands in the back?

"Fucking hook! What's wrong with your ass?" I growl angrily and slump down on the chair in front of the full-length mirror.

Right then the door opens and Ethan enters inside. My eyes widen and I jump off the chair clutching the back of my dress and hurriedly turn around.

"Ethan? Don't you know you should knock before entering a room?" I scold angrily.

He realizes as he stands there still, "I am sorry. I forgot you were here." He says and leaves the closet, closing the door.

Just when I think he's gone, the door barges open again causing me to jump out of horror.

"Ethan?" I shout in annoyance as he scratches the back of his neck embarrassingly.

"Sorry. Actually, I just came to ask, are you having a problem with your dress?" He says pointing to my hand that's holding the back of my dress together.

"Y...yeah but you have nothing to do with it." I stutter nervously.

"What's wrong?" He asks me in confusion.

"I can't put the hook on."

"I can help you. Let me see." He says coming towards me and I step backward.

"Hey, no! You can't help me. Get out!" I say in a panicking voice trying to stop him. "It's a girly problem."

"But here's no girl right now. Just me. Then?" He shrugs, standing before me.

"But..." I get cut off as he holds both my shoulders and turns me around before I can understand anything.

Suddenly the temperature in the room drops by a few degrees celsius as soon as his eyes fall on my full bareback from my neck to my waist.

Someone, please kill me now.

I see his eyes widen and his mouth slightly opens as his piercing eyes graze every inch of my skin.

That's why boy you should have listened to me!

Finally, after letting his eyes roam over my back for some time, he slowly lowers his trembling hands and grabs the hook. I gasp inwardly just as the coldness of his fingers kisses my skin in a soft touch. I lower my gaze causing the flowing long hair to fall around and hide my face that is now scrunched up because of the impact of his igneous touches. After what feels like an eternity to me, maybe actually a few seconds, he puts the hook on and removes his hand as I turn my face up to meet his dark clouded eyes that are looking at me deeply in the mirror.

He moves his head forward slightly towards my hair and then like reality hits him as he stops and steps back. I see his eyes filling with sorrow as if he wants to touch me right now but trying hard to control himself. He grabs the doorknob and is about to walk out when he suddenly stops and turns around. In a matter of seconds, he snakes his hand around my belly and pulls me back making me hit his chest with a jerk.

He grabs my hair softly and throws them to one side of my shoulder revealing my back.

"I can't fucking control myself anymore." He says desperately and the next moment he smashes his lips against my neck.

I close my eyes immediately and let my head fall back on his chest as his lips move at a fast pace on my skin. He kisses behind my ear causing my long earring to bounce against his face. He trails harsh kisses from my ear towards my neck and stops reaching the end of my shoulder.

I place my hand on him that's gripping my belly and try to unwrap when he tightens his grip, pressing me more against his body. He raises one hand and slowly places it on my throat making me choke on my breath. He keeps kissing my neck while his fingers slowly move downwards to my chest leaving a ghost of heat on the way. Before he can get any lower, I grab his hand stopping him just before the outline of my dress.

"Ethan..." I breathe but it doesn't sound like my voice. It's clouded with something.

As if everything I am doing is putting him on the edge, he turns me around right away and places his lips on my cheek.

"Say it again." He says planting soft kisses from my face and towards my throat. His one hand is behind my head keeping me in place and tugging my hair backwards to get a better access while another one is cupping my face.

"Say my name again." He growls biting my skin softly. It hurts where his teeth are grazing my skin but it's not just pain, it's giving me a different kind of feeling. It's overwhelming. Addictive. Captivating which makes you want more.

"Ethan?" I say, confusedly just as he stops kissing and grabs my face between his hands, looking into my eyes.

At this point, I am panting because of the havoc of kisses that just happened as I stare back at him.

"Stop it, Evelyn." He whispers as he leans in. "Just stop it. Don't hurt me anymore." Placing a kiss on my forehead, he leaves the closet hurriedly.

I look back at him for a moment before turning around to the mirror and I gasp in horror. There are red spots all over my neck and throat and my cheeks turned a bright shade of bloody red.

Fuck!

How do I go to the party in this state?