Chapitre 74: Let's go to a hotel then

"Thanks," Sofia said, dressed today in a black silk dress that hugged her curves, a simple ribbon tied at the waist accentuating her mature, voluptuous figure.

"No, we can't," Sofia turned her face away, firm in her resolve. "I told you last time, it was the last time."

Ethan chuckled, his hand resting on the silk of her dress, caressing her long legs sheathed in black stockings through the fabric. Sofia turned her face away but didn't move to stop him.

"Aunt Sofia, everything we do is for Ryan," Ethan said, and he wasn't lying.

He had shifted his strategy now that Ryan was inexplicably wary of him.

"Mrs. Miller, you don't want Ryan to worry about you, right?" Ethan's hand lifted the hem of Sofia's silk dress, his palm gliding over the black stockings.

The unique smooth texture of the stockings felt slick under his palm.

His hand traveled up her thigh, moving higher and higher.