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.

the past were shattered by a single sentence, “You are not

was just a

could not even tell

mouth was blocked, and she could not, make a sound.

lose focus. It seemed

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

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

so much pain that she had no strength left. She felt like

He pulled the towel over to dry her,

carried her downstairs.

to a car and instructed the

entire body was bent and her forehead was covered

back and pressed her face against his chest. He lowered

speak and her eyes were tightly shut.

ordered the driver,

carried her directly to the gynecology clinic. There were already

was waiting, Marvin came

face, Marvin asked, “Did you

then shook his head, “Give me

not food. Have you finished them

and did not

out

a week’s amount. I will not give you

immediately stuffed a few pills into

He noticed that Lance kept

illness attacks, it is best to stay away from Yvette. There is no way she can bear your rage. When

is too late.”

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

speaking, people were most likely to lose control when coming

cared about the most.

was right. He pursed his lips,

saying that you were celebrating Yazmin’s birthday.

eyes and

that

Sad?

cold. That

would only hurt him in the worst

results of the examination came

and signs of miscarriage. She needed to be

Marvin was shocked.

pregnant! How can you not tell

did not look happy. He turned around

being put on a drip. The pain was

with her eyes closed.

on the

The night was peaceful.

saw Lance sleeping on the bed

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