Chapter 96

“Where are we going?” She asked once the driver had gotten in as well.

Not because she was interested in anything he had in mind, but because if she knew beforehand, she could find ways to keep him away from her.

“The location is a secret, but you can try your luck with me if you want,” he grinned and the bastard had the nerve to actually reach over and run his hand across the soft material of her dress. As if he couldn’t get enough of it, as if he was too proud of having picked the dress that fit her so perfectly.

Elena glared at him as if she was going to rip his hand off her leg, but Simon didn’t budge and neither did his hand. She tried to push him off her knee, but it was almost impossible to get his touch off her bare skin, not when his grip only tightened in response to her efforts.

Simon leaned forward as his hand sneaked up her leg.

“I like how soft and silky you are to the touch.”

He ran the tip of his forefinger down the skin of her thighs.

“So very smooth and milky white, l