The Untouchable Ex-Wife

The male anatomy was the body’s most vulnerable area, and the effects of being injured there were awful.
Stefan would make her life difficult if he became impotent because of her. She didn’t want to be responsible for that, so she
couldn’t be careless.
Stefan’s expression clouded, and he grabbed her wrists and asked her harshly, “Renee, are you done? How much longer will
you embarrass me?”
“How did I make you feel humiliated? The hit was quite hard, so it’s best if you get checked at a hospital. You don’t love your
body enough to care for it, but you’re upset with me for helping you arrange a doctor’s appointment? You have no idea how to be
appreciative!”
“I know you’re a CEO who values your reputation, so you’d be embarrassed to have a check-up at the hospital. I can help you
register anonymously, so don’t just assume that I’m trying to embarrass you – it’s for your own sake!” She responded angrily.
“Haha... For my own sake?” His scowl turned into a sarcastic smile, and he pulled her inside the room and closed the door
behind him.
Renee had a feeling something horrible was about to happen. She swallowed nervously and struggled to get out of his grip.
“What are you up to? We’re both alone, and you’ve even locked the door behind us. People might get the wrong idea!”
“Is there a necessity to explain given the state of our relationship?” His voice was deep as he gazed at the woman in his arms,
his eyes dark with desire.
“Stefan, don’t play games. I’m here to cut ties with you by giving you back the Rainbow Glaze. You can’t jeopardise my
reputation like this!”
“It’s too late!” Stefan lost his patience, pushed aside his gentlemanly beliefs, and carried her to his bed.
“Didn’t you say you want to send me to the doctor for a checkup for my own good? I believe you are the only doctor qualified to
assist me with this examination. You can tell me whether or not it is broken.” He laid her on the bed, a smirk on his face.
“Hooligan!” Renee’s cheeks flushed, and her body became warm. She didn’t want to admit it, but she was physically attracted to
him.

They were like opposite poles of a magnet – they couldn’t help but be attracted to one another while they were together, and
keeping them apart took a lot of strength.
“I am, indeed, a hooligan. Do you dislike hooligans?” His delicate fingers stroked her soft cheek, and a devilish grin appeared on
his face. “I’m tired of being a gentleman. Being a hooligan is more enjoyable.”
Renee finally came back to her senses. Stefan’s kisses, embraces, and power were addictive – they felt great, but once hooked,
they were difficult to walk away from.
She vowed she would never fall into his trap again!
She raised her hand, preparing to smack him across the face.
His response was faster though, and he grabbed her wrists, held them above her head, and grinned. “I know you’re skilled, but
I’m not too bad either. How could I pass up this chance if you came here willingly?”