Secretary’s Secret Lover

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 107

Chapter 107 You Are Not Worthy

Before Yvette could react, Lance sneered, “Forget it. You don’t have to choose. I don’t like what’s

secondhand anyway.”

For a moment, she did not understand what he meant.

Lance stood in front of her. His long legs, wrapped firmly in trousers, separated on both sides of her body. He bent down slightly and pinched her chin, forcing her to open her mouth.

Yvette understood immediately and her little face turned pale.

Unable to break free, Yvette could only close her eyes tightly, her voice trembling, “You are crazy. Let me go!”

Lance forced her face to a suitable angle, pinched her delicate chin, and pulled her towards him. “It’s not up to you.”

Yvette suddenly opened her eyes. Her face was red and she glared at him angrily, “Don’t you touch me? I would bite your balls off!”

dare

Lance was standing close. His handsome face gave off a strong sense of oppression. He pulled his lips and let out an evil smile.

“Do whatever you want if you don’t care about the child.”

Yvette felt hopeless.

She would never take risks with the child. She choked, “Would you do this to Yazmin?”

Only cruelty and ruthlessness could be seen on Lance’s face.

“You are only a sex slave to me. You better keep it in mind.”

A furious man could say the most hurtful words without any reason.

Lance pushed himself forward, his voice a little hoarse, “Don’t compare yourself to anyone. You are

not worthy.”

Yvette screamed, her entire face flushed red.

She could not utter a word.

Seeing her painful appearance, Lance sneered, “Have you never served others like this? That’s good. I have been deceived by you for so long, and I deserve your first time.”

Yvette felt her brain buzz. She could not think or resist at all.

The only thing left for her was to respond mechanically.

At the same time, Lance was lost in the pleasure. He felt as if all the blood in his body was rushing.

up.

His fingers tightly gripped the tender flesh on her cheeks. He could not care less about the pain he brought to her and was only immersed in the thrill.

Yvette’s entire face was filled with tears.

the past were shattered by a single

was just a sex

could not even tell where it

Her white face was abnormally red. Her mouth was blocked, and she could not,

It seemed that her whole

man in front of her, dressed in the cleanest white shirt, doing

was wrong. He pulled his thing out of her mouth, pinched her face, and asked coldly,

vomit but could not. Her entire body was in so much pain that

suddenly deepened. He pulled the towel over to dry her, quickly put on his

carried her downstairs.

and instructed

was bent and her forehead was covered in sweat. Her face

and pressed her face against his chest. He

strength to speak and her eyes were tightly shut. She seemed

the

the underground garage. Lance carried her directly to the gynecology clinic. There were already

Lance was waiting,

face, Marvin asked,

nodded and then shook his head, “Give

food. Have you

and did not

took out a

a week’s amount. I will not give you any more until

a few pills into his mouth and took the mineral water from

speechless. He noticed that Lance kept staring at the

no way she can bear your rage. When

is too late.”

he was strongly self-controlled, there were always

were most likely to

cared about the most.

He

said again, “Also, just now, it was posted online saying that you were celebrating Yazmin’s birthday. What’s

eyes

afraid that Yvette might be

Sad?

eyes turned cold. That woman could

him in the worst

the examination

glucose, minor vaginal bleeding, and signs of

Marvin was shocked.

is pregnant! How can you not tell

look happy. He turned around and

on a drip. The pain was alleviated. She was

with her eyes closed.

down on the bed beside her to

The night was peaceful.

and saw Lance sleeping on the bed next

was lying on the bed with his clothes on. The well-tailored trousers outlined his

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