Loving A STRANGER 103 Chapter 103: Timid Like Kitten

Kylie broke herself out of the daze and focused on the situation at hand. Her heart leaped when she saw the door handle turning. Kylie steadied herself and raised the crystal ashtray over her head to hit whoever came inside her room. However, the door opened too quickly, and she b.u.mped into a large body, falling backward in the process. 

"Ah!" Kylie screamed loudly as the man toppled over her pinning her to the ground. What was she going to do now? She was trapped!

"Let me go…" Kylie screeched. "If you dare do anything to me, I can promise you that you will be f.u.c.king dead."

"Really?" The manly voice responded to her, almost sounding amused.

Kylie hesitated, she knew that voice! It was low but soft, cool, yet s.e.xy.

"Ethan?"

The figure instantly softened his arms but still pinned her to the ground.

"Ethan! What the h.e.l.l! What was that for! I was terrified!" Kylie yelled angrily, trying to stand up.

"Such a pleasant welcome," Ethan retaliated, snorting in response.

"I thought it was someone trying to a.s.sault me. What would you rather do? Welcome him with open legs...Ah!"

He did not let her finish and slapped Kylie's a.s.s. He then leaned down and whispered, "You only open your legs for me, understand?

Ethan leaned forward and kissed Kylie, and Kylie kissed him back with more fervor than she ever had before. Ethan had never been rough with her, even unintentionally, but this was turning Kylie on more than she liked to admit. He stood up, slung Kylie over his shoulder, and carried her to the bed, throwing her down.

"Ow!" Kylie scowled. However, her mouth was silenced when Ethan fell atop her and continued his attack on her lips. He placed slow, gentle kisses from her chin, down her neck, stopping in front of her throat nibbling gently. At the same time, his hands were roughly rubbing her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. The mix of his rough and soft touches made Kylie pant with desire and l.u.s.t. 

"So, how do you like your welcome?" Ethan asked in a husky voice, and Kylie could barely resist. He pushed the hair from her face and looked down at her with such tenderness, trailing his thumb over her swollen lips.

Kylie smiled with a twinkle in her eyes, "Okay…But it could be better, I think… I'm sure someone else…"

"Why you little minx!" Ethan snarled and turned her over onto her stomach. "You think someone else can do this to you?" He growled as he kissed down her back, stopping just above the curve. All of a sudden, Kylie felt him lifting her body up and sliding underneath her.

"Answer me!" Ethan asked her dangerously.

Kylie looked up at her husband, shocked at the way he was talking to her, her body tensing until she noticed the teasing glint in his eyes and the slight quirk of his lips. His anger was all for show, and this made Kylie's stomach flutter. Without actually meaning to, Kylie goaded him on as if her lower body had taken in charge of her brain.

"No, I will not answer you!" Kylie replied defiantly.

"My fault, you say?" Ethan roughly turned her head around and lifted her nightie. Kylie heard him suck in his breath and imagined his hands shaking as he smoothed his palms over her bottom, caressing the skin slowly.

"No, not yet," Ethan whispered. He pulled down her nightie and patted her a.s.s lightly.

Kylie blushed and scrambled up from Ethan's lap. She could not believe she had gotten so into the situation! Trying to diffuse the tension, Kylie mumbled, "So you are the gift that you told me about?"

Ethan just smiled in response. He walked over to Kylie and held her waist, "You must be tired. How was the shoot?"

"No. Not really. I was nervous in the beginning, but I forgot all about it after the shooting started…" She sat inside his arms and chatted about what had happened during her shoot.

Ethan listened to her quietly, his eyes full of love as he listened to Kylie. She acted so strong in front of everyone else, but with him, she was vulnerable and soft, like a timid little kitten. He felt happy that finally, Kylie was so comfortable with him.

Kylie felt a soft kiss land on her forehead. She was about to respond, but the loud shrill of her phone interrupted the sensual moment between Kylie and her husband. Knowing the annoying phone would continue to ring. Kylie grabbed her phone from the bed. When she looked at who she was calling her, her face turned ash white.

Ethan immediately noticed, "Who is it?" He asked worriedly.

Kylie was quiet before she spoke, "Khloe. Apparently, she is here as well and asked me to meet her downstairs at a coffee shop." 

In no way, Kylie even thought about meeting her step-sister, but a moment of guilt made her pause and that single video had absolutely destroyed Khloe's career. And Kylie could not help but feel a slight twinge of guilt despite what Khloe and Alice had done to her.

"Maybe I'll go down for 5 minutes?" She asked Ethan.

"No," Ethan shook his head. "Haven't you learned by now that Khloe had no good intentions towards you?" 

"I know, but I just want to know what she wants now…" Kylie replied.

Ethan sighed, "Yes, okay. But I'm going down with you."

Ten minutes later, Kylie and Ethan Parker went downstairs to the coffee shop that Khloe had texted her. Before entering, Kylie turned around and stopped Ethan.

"I think you should stay here. If Khloe sees you, she might react differently…" Kylie asked timidly.

Ethan nodded begrudgingly, "Okay, but I'm right out here. If you need me, call. Okay?"

Kylie nodded and walked inside with a deep breath. G.o.d, I hope this is worth it, Kylie prayed to herself, hoping she was not setting herself for another one of Khloe's planned disasters.

Kylie walked further inside but frowned when she did not see Khloe. Walking over to the left, she looked carefully but saw no one else except a young man sitting in a corner with a cap on his head. Just as she was about to go towards the other side, Kylie was stopped dead in her tracks.

Aiden Parker was the man wearing the cap.