Secretary’s Secret Lover

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.

memories of the past were shattered by a single sentence, “You are

was just a

her and she could not even tell where it

mouth was blocked, and she

to lose focus. It seemed that her whole world was

only thing left was the man in front of her, dressed in the cleanest white shirt, doing the most dreadful

was wrong. He pulled his thing out of her mouth, pinched her

pain that she had no strength left. She felt like she was about to

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

carried her downstairs.

carried her to a car and instructed the

bent and her forehead was covered

back and pressed her face against his chest. He lowered his

to speak and her eyes were tightly shut. She

the driver, “Hurry

car stopped at the underground garage. Lance carried her directly to

waiting, Marvin

Marvin asked,

then shook his head, “Give

not food. Have

frowned and

out a small

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

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

that Lance kept staring

way she can bear

is too late.”

no more. Lance was a manic depressive. Even though he was strongly self-controlled, there were always

speaking, people were most likely to lose control when

cared about the most.

He pursed his

just now, it was posted online saying that you were celebrating Yazmin’s birthday. What’s about you

his eyes and

afraid that Yvette might be

Sad?

turned cold. That woman could never be

hurt him in

the examination

blood glucose, minor vaginal bleeding, and signs of miscarriage.

Marvin was shocked.

How can

He turned around and went to the

pain was alleviated. She was much calmer

with her eyes closed.

the bed beside

The night was peaceful.

her eyes and saw Lance

clothes on. The well-tailored trousers outlined his