"What the f**k has gotten into you?" I ask and, not waiting for his reply, kick him in the stomach with an arm-leg combo.
I manage to take him by surprise, so he stagers a step but recovers quickly.
I strike again, this time going low to try and knock him down. Unfortunately, he sees me coming and dodges. I attack with my fist, more than happy to wipe that smirk off his face. But Ethan grabs my arm, twists it, and pulls me into him.
He is not hurting me at all, but my back is now plastered against his chest, his other hand cupping my neck.
"You seem to have forgotten that I know everything you do, princess," he whispers into my ear. His warm breath and angry tone send a shiver down my spine. "And I do mean everything."
I fight against his hold until he lets go of me. I am embarras
