Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

Shawn wrapped his arms around Gale's waist, led her into the office, and ordered sternly, "No one is allowed in without my permission!"

Fiona replied, "Yes, Sir."

She glanced at Gale secretly and found that she did not make a sound or resist and was at the mercy of Shawn.

Fiona closed the door gently and stood guard at the door.

Shawn's face was extremely gloomy. He walked to the sofa, pressed Gale's shoulders and asked her to sit down.

Then he said, "Take it off yourself, or I will."

Only then did Gale return to her senses and look up at him. "Take off? Take off what?"

"Clothes. If you can show Aurum, why can't you show me?" Shawn met her gaze.

Gale raised her hand and touched her waist.

"Shawn, don't make trouble out of nothing for no reason. I'm not that kind of woman, and Aurum won't do anything beyond that!" She frowned.

His tone was cold and firm. "Can you take it off?"

Gale's stubborn temper also came up. "Just, no!"

held her head up

word, Shawn went straight to grab the hem of her

only felt the cloth rubbing against her delicate skin, which hurt

next second, Shawn's callused fingertips were

a secret place, Galey...how can you show it to other men? How can

up and landed

only I have seen, touched,

was deeply in love, he

Gale was very

He always remembered.

can't let me love you. I'm not allowed to touch a hair of yours, and you treat me like this... Galey, you hurt me so deeply!" Shawn asked over and over

hands pressed hard

kept wiping her waist with his fingertips, back and forth,

wipe it

touched it yet, but he

Shawn, you hurt

she cried out in pain several

looked disheveled at this

place, and it hung loosely around