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!

to be regaining

Illuminated by the dim light from the villa, Emmanuel tooked up and saw two armed men with their guns pointed at

had gotten ashore early,

fine woman lying

had a beautiful woman. Lucky me to get to

is still moving. She’s probably not a corpse, right? They should be

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

with anger. Nobody was allowed to

two b*stards, they are

killing this

men finally noticed Emmanuel’s gaze but dismissed it entirely. What could an unarmed man do in his anger? However, in the very next moment, they realized

before they could fire,

let out agonized cries, their eyes searing

but their wrists were already

“Go to hell!”