Secretary’s Secret Lover

Chapter 311 Don’t Be Angry With Me

Frankie was relieved.He pressed the button in a second.He was also a young man with desire. The scene of a handsome man and a beautiful woman hugging and kissing each other was too much for him.

After putting down the partition, Lance pulled off his tie and tied up her hand. He now more or less understood what Yvette was like after losing her memory.

If they had sex now, Yvette would turn hostile after waking up.

Lance finally decreased Yvette’s disgust for him. He didn’t want all his previous efforts to be wasted.

However, there was another reason for him to do so.

Lance didn’t want other men to see Yvette like this, not even listening to her groan.

Yvette couldn’t move and sobbed pitifully.

Her body was so hot that it was about to explode.

She was so uncomfortable.

Lance coaxed her as if coaxing a child. “It hurts? Just a moment.”

Liar!

Yvette’s mind was in a mess, and she couldn’t speak, but this was all in her mind.

Lance is a liar.

Her body was hotter than before. She felt an indestructible torch in her body, her throat being dry. She was hungry and thirsty.

She was feeling worse.She snorted unconsciously. She just wanted to touch him. Why was it so difficult?

She was both wronged and angry.

Lance found her a bit funny.

Why did she look so similar to Belle when she pouted?

Belle…

Lance’s eyes became deeper.

He was not a person who could share feelings with others.

But he still liked the child Yvette had with another man.

When he thought of that cute baby, his heart softened.

He even dreamed that he could be a qualified stepfather.

However, he would think of that child….

If his and Yvette’s child were alive, she would be as cute as Belle.

this was just

car arrived at the underground

butt with one hand and let Yvette lean into his arms,

will be seen

Lance meant at this time. She just wanted

Lance’s hot body.

was covered by

Lance’s cool neck,

smell was

the way to the

kept herself busy by pulling open

kind of torture was not something an ordinary man could

reported to Lance, “Professor Icahn will

“Okay.”

voice was more like a moan that could not be

It was extremely sexy.

forth under the suit. He

“Ding.”

The elevator doors opened.

Yvette in, he ordered,

“Alright, Mr. Wolseley.”

is going

mechanical voice rang

were surveillance cameras in the

still covered Yvette with his

was messy, her face was flushed, and her slender fair–skinned

was about to lose his balance. His expression was cold with a

the suit, his shirt buttons were bitten off by Yvette’s cherry

For the first time, he felt that one minute was so

his palm and said in a hoarse voice, “Now, I’ll let you calm down.

have indulged herself in pleasure and acted more

bathtub, put her in, and began

in the water, Lance

She held onto Lance’s finger and hummed. She was purely entertaining herself because she could

was purely a tool for her

Lance became upset. He pulled out his finger and

her eyes which were filled with

“Lance.”

touch made her instinctively

mind was unclear, her body still maintained her loyalty to

seemed to be soaked

not the woman who did not know him after losing her

the woman wholeheartedly dependent on

“Yve, my good girl.”

and kissed her forehead

“Ring.”

The doorbell rang.