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!"

head up against

word, Shawn went straight to grab

cloth rubbing against her delicate skin,

the next second, Shawn's callused fingertips were already holding her

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

moved up and landed

only I have seen, touched, and

in love, he kissed

Gale was very

He always remembered.

to touch a hair of yours, and you treat me like this... Galey, you hurt me so deeply!" Shawn asked over and over again, leaning forward, bending over

his hands pressed

with his fingertips, back and forth, feeling... Aurum saw

it clean, wipe away Aurum's

touched it yet, but he just felt uncomfortable and

you hurt me!"

she cried out in pain several times,

disheveled at

big in the first place, and it hung