Love At The Wrong Table

The high heels had already been lost in the water, revealing a pair of exquisite feet.

The elusive Icy Female CEO, at that moment, had reached the peak of her allure!

Even Emmanuel, the former gynecologist, couldn’t help but feel a bit breathless when he admired his wife’s figure at a glance.

For any other ordinary man, maintaining composure would probably be hard, and they would undoubtedly have released their primal instincts while the goddess was unconscious.

Emmanuel quickly placed his hands on his wife’s chest, pushing out the water from her chest cavity.

Then, he pinched her nose and performed artificial respiration on her.

Even though he tried to focus without any distractions, Mackenzie’s soft chest and delicate lips still aroused a hint of desire in him.

Gradually, Mackenzie seemed to regain some consciousness, and though her icy eyes remained closed, her fingers moved slightly.

She felt as though someone was kissing her.

Of course, she couldn’t allow that. After all, she was Emmanuel’s wife!

felt that Mackenzie seemed to be regaining some consciousness and

seaside. Illuminated by the dim light from the villa, Emmanuel tooked up and

Because they had gotten ashore early, they

what a fine woman lying on the ground!”

last had a beautiful woman. Lucky me to get

probably not a corpse,

no attention to Emmanuel, their gaze consumed by their greedy desire for

flared with anger. Nobody was allowed to defile his

they are

killing this guy!”

it entirely. What could an unarmed man do in his anger? However, in the very

acted before they could fire,

men immediately let out agonized cries, their eyes searing with pain as blood

attempted to pull their triggers, but their wrists were

“Go to hell!”