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Chapter 71
Chapter 71
Their connection was something others might not understand.
This tug-of-war delighted Ethan, his nearly thirty-year-old heart racing like that of a teenager experiencing first love.
He nonchalantly ripped off his tie, propping a hand on his knee,” Back off.”
And then-
“What are they… doing?”
William, just stepping out of the car, nearly got his leg caught in the por, as both he and Jessica stared agape at the two entering the nansion, one after the other.
Jessica rubbed her eyes, “Unless I’m mistaken, did Madison just… wrap my brother’s hands in a tie and then drag him inside?”
“It seemed so,” William replied dryly.
Dismissing it, he took a deep breath, “Miss, we should go. Staying might be… somewhat inappropriate, no?”
Jessica, still baffled, returned to the car.
Fifteen minutes later.
Michael opened the door to see the two seeking shelter, and
watched them enter, “William is fine, but Jessica, don’t you have a
home? Your brother’s house is huge!”
“Indeed.” Jessica flopped into the sofa, lamenting, “It’s big, but now there’s no room for the likes of me.
Michael, confused, glanced at William.
The latter just shrugged, innocent as can be.
At Lake Wood Vista.
They hadn’t seen wrong. Madison indeed bound Ethan’s hands and brought him into the house, leading him straight to his study.
Ethan straddled a chair in the study, his hands wound tightly.
He never anticipated Madison could tie such a knot.
Madison pulled up a chair before him, and as their eyes met, they boted their conversation in the car.
u cool down?”
eplied, “Sure, but what if you can’t?”
dison pulled away his tie, “I’ll tie a knot. If you can untie it…”
Ethan stared at the tie for a long while, earnestly, “If I can untie it, will you agree to one condition?”
At his words, Madison laughed, leaving an inebriated Ethan bewildered for a moment with her response-
“Anything but sleeping with me is fair game.”
And then he was bound.
Ethan focused on the knot for ages
The knot was a puzzle on its own, let alone with his hands immobile. Madison stood up, “I’ll rest on the sofa over there, take your time.” Before lying down, she locked the study door to prevent Ethan from
calling for help.
Madison, seemingly at ease, quickly fell asleep.
Ethan, left with no options, resorted to using his mouth, highlighting the importance of teeth and tongue.
Especially their agility.
Madison slept deeply, her recent restless nights yearning for a proper rest.
Unaware of how long she slept, she turned over, her heart skipping a beat as she felt weightlessness, only to be caught by a pair of hands.
Madison’s eyes snapped open to find bright flooring below, and she turned her head back.
The man held a cigarette in his mouth, his hands supporting her neck and…
Lower abdomen.
Madison sat up quickly, brushing off the awkwardness, “You got it untied?”
The study door remained closed, still locked as she’d left it,
indicating no one came to help.
On the floor, the tie was now in two pieces.
She gaped, “Did you bite a knife?”
Ethan, seated on the floor leaning against the sofa as if he’d been there all along, spoke with a hoarse voice, “No.”
“How, then?”
“Nevermind that. Are you a woman of your word?” Ethan extinguished his cigarette and strolled into the study’s restroom.
As the sound of water flowed, Madison, still groggy from sleep and his question, pondered.
A woman of her word?
She had said, as long as he untied it, she would agree to one condition.
After four or five minutes, Ethan returned, the faint haze of intoxication still lingering in his eyes, “Well?”
Madison leaned back, settling into the corner of the sofa with a casual air, “I am a woman of my word.”
at moment, Madison’s heart skipped again.
Ethan was already walking toward her.
nat took Madison completely by surprise was Ethan, pulling up his ant leg and slowly kneeling on one knee before her.
The next second, he leaned in.
Madison’s pupils dilated with shock.
In the study, only the ginger glow of the lamp witnessed their closeness.
Ethan’s devotion.
He cradled the back of her head, his eyes slowly closing.
Their lips touched, accelerating Madison’s heartbeat.
She had kept her word, except for that one thing.
The kiss was not of lust but of deep, heartfelt devotion, and Ethan was willing to kneel.
It was a showcase of his sincerity, unrelated to anyone else.
Ethan pulled back quickly, and while he did not leave, his gaze lingered on her.
Madison’s face didn’t flush this time, her expression clear and calm.
But no one knew her mind was spinning.
Perhaps instinctively, without thought, she acted to appear less tense, touching her lips, then arching an eyebrow, “Hmm, very soft.”
Ethan’s pupils shook, “What did you say?”
Madison stood, gazing down at him, her finger lightly tapping his
‘re very soft.”
night, Mr. Grant.”
floated from the study.
Back in her room, Madison immediately locked the door, her back against it, breathing heavily.
The panic in her eyes finally surfaced.
He…
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Madison shut her eyes tight, recalling her own response.
Surely… it wasn’t too foolish?
Her actions were meant to show Ethan she wasn’t easy to fool, regardless of the nature of their relationship.
Next door.
Ethan rose slowly, rubbing his wrist, recalling Madison’s touch.
Meanwhile, Madison, fresh from her bath and relaxed from a work meeting, heard a ping on her phone.
“Clang-”
The sight of the message made Madison’s hand jolt, sending her phone clattering to the ground. She quickly picked it up, glancing warily toward the door.
On WeChat.
Mr. Grant: Madison, if you dare flirt with me like that again, do you believe I could take you right there and then, regardless of the setting?
Madison steadied herself.
Her reply: I don’t believe it, you wouldn’t dare.
This response made Ethan burst into laughter.
That cheeky girl…
Time passed, so much that Madison finished her work conference, before Ethan finally sent another message.
-So you like being tied up, huh?
-I could learn.
Madison:
She opened the door, unable to hold back, “Ethan!”
From the balcony came a tender, teasing reply-
“Ah, Mr. Grant is here.”
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