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.

of this was just

car arrived at the underground parking

one hand and let Yvette lean into

You will be

what Lance meant at this time. She

Lance’s hot body.

covered by a

lips were close to Lance’s cool neck, and

was

moving on the way to the

busy by pulling open Lance’s buttons and

torture was not something an ordinary man could

behind and reported to Lance, “Professor

“Okay.”

as calm as usual. His voice was more like a moan that could

It was extremely sexy.

moving back and forth under the suit.

“Ding.”

The elevator doors opened.

he ordered, “Wait for me

“Alright, Mr. Wolseley.”

is going

mechanical voice

surveillance cameras in

Lance still covered Yvette

was messy, her face was flushed, and her slender fair–skinned legs tightly wrapped around Lance’s sturdy

lose his balance. His expression was

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

time, he felt

in his palm and said in a hoarse voice,

have indulged herself in pleasure and acted more

bathtub, put her in, and began

the water, Lance also walked

not obedient. She held onto Lance’s finger and hummed. She was

purely a tool

of this, Lance became upset. He pulled out his finger

opened her eyes which were filled with dissatisfaction. She said in

“Lance.”

body fragrance and touch made her instinctively

though her mind was unclear, her body

seemed to be

that Yvette was not the woman who did not

returned to the woman wholeheartedly dependent

“Yve, my good girl.”

kissed her forehead gently,

“Ring.”

The doorbell rang.