In My Desperate Time

Hungry for man? No, I don’t!

“No, no, no. I said It was an accident. Frances Louis, let me go!”

I look at my red wrist pinched by him and feel helpless. Frances Louis is a much more possessive man than I thought.

“If you want more people to notice you, just shout loudly.” Says Frances Louis quietly, without turning his head.

Even if I don’t do anything, just standing next to Frances Louis would have attracted enough attention. So, I can only obediently shut the mouth, let him lead me forward.

“Mr. Louis, why are you leaving here so soon? This is a special birthday party for you.” 'says someone.

“Have a good time. I've got some personal matters to deal with.”

That man gives me a deep and meaningful look.

“I understand, take your time.”

Frances Louis leads me all the way into the elevator. As the doors closes, he presses me against the wall and kisses me straight down.

His kisses sweep over me like a storm, encroaching on my sanity.

Suddenly I notice the camera opposite flashing red dots. If others see us kissing like this, I really have no face to see them.

“Ca…camera.”

I try hard to extruded this word from my lips.

It takes several seconds for Frances Louis to stop. He turns to the camera coldly and commands, “turn it off now.”

two seconds, the

is really a big shot with great

that someone is peeping through the

my words are blocked up by

desire in my heart. I feel

goes all the way down and stops at the third

entering the room, he throws me on the bed, and presses his

you do, Frances Louis? I have an injury on my waist!

you're hurt when you're dancing with another man!” He snorts coldly with his big hands putting on the softness of my

just dancing. You are

indifferent man can be so

the wound on my waist is no longer painful, but with Frances Louis's

on my

that I can’t do strenuous exercise,

Louis. He takes off my underpants without my permission and turns me upside down. I

to struggle. I can only let his huge organ

my body. I feel my heart

“S…slowly.” I say tremblingly.

The man says innocently. Then a hard push, of which

front of Frances Louis. For all the time, I have been trying to suppress myself, for fear of indulging

you want.” Frances Louis leans

but my mouth is stubborn, “No, not comfortable. Not at

voice

out of

around his waist tightly. As a result,