CLAIMED BY THE CRUEL BILLIONAIRE'S BROTHER

e covered in Ethan's drawings and paintings, and there we

a perfect one. Not glamorous o

someone who truly l

that it was her. Elara's b

ade a sound beca

neither of th

painting. "I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to invade your

she whispered, voic

u," he rep

them in, but it was no use. She crossed the room slowly,

" she asked,

ople know. John thinks it's a waste of time." He paused,

again. "You made me look..

irst time. "Even if he doesn't see it, even if you'

tched between t

tim

t, suddenly moved to her shoulders. Elara shivered a

ouch made her feel, but it was unlike a

e met her gaze. There was something in

ense of understanding that passed between

beautiful, Ela

to you?" She asked with a teasing smi

" He replied, re

inst her cheek, "Why do I feel like your eyes are c

eyes shining with anticipation, "Why not try to pick

gap between them, his lips curved into

art pounding in her chest. And then, t

hrough her body as their lips moved t

ng else in the world except the two of them, standi

p to her waist, pulling her close to him. Elara's heart a

t. Ethan looked at her, his eyes filled with concern, "I...Uhm...I

"Yeah...No....it was my fault, I was carried away," he said, feeling a

mbarrassed. He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. He felt a d

didn't know how. He sighed; all he could do was ho

lway to her room. She knew what had just happened between her and

d and made her smile. She couldn't help but feel grateful fo

with Ethan and how it made her feel. He was so different f

houghts. She looked at where the voice had come from and s

you in your ro

..I w

th me," He said as he approached her, grabbed her by the arm,

risk pace. She didn't know where they were going or what

they both walked into Ethan's st

painting of Elara," he said,