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

a sex slave to

engulfed her and she could not even tell where it came from.

was abnormally red. Her mouth was blocked, and she could not, make a sound. She felt

began to lose focus. It seemed that

thing left was the 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,

entire body was in so much pain that she had no strength left.

eyes suddenly deepened. He pulled the towel over to dry

carried her downstairs.

a car and instructed

forehead was

her face against his chest. He lowered his head and asked, “Where

to speak and her eyes were

ordered the

her directly to

waiting,

face, Marvin asked, “Did you take the

and then shook his

food. Have you finished them

and

out

will not give you any more

the bottle. He immediately stuffed a few pills into his mouth and took

He noticed that Lance kept staring at the

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

is too late.”

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

likely to lose control when coming

cared about the most.

was right. He pursed his lips, “I

it was posted online saying that

lifted his eyes and

afraid that

Sad?

cold. That woman could never

only hurt him in the worst

the examination came

and signs of miscarriage. She needed to

Marvin was shocked.

is pregnant! How can you not tell

did not look happy. He turned around and went

pain was alleviated.

with her eyes closed.

on the bed beside her to

The night was peaceful.

dawn, Yvette opened her eyes and saw Lance sleeping on the bed next

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