I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

Just then, Jean walked over and tried to turn the bedroom doorknob.

He turned it a few times, but it did not budge.

At some point, Luke had locked the door from inside. However, this was just a regular doorknob, and it was not very sturdy.

Bianca's heart leaped into her throat and stayed there, all the blood draining from her face...

Her lips were sealed by the man's scalding kiss. She could only look at the man with sorrow deep in her eyes, shaking her head desperately.

Luke kissed her for a long time, venturing deep into her mouth every time. After a pause, he pulled his tongue out of her mouth, his gaze bright with an unending blaze of lust.

The man's well-defined side profile stuck to one of her cheeks. The warmth of their bodies melded together, and his large hand did not ease up its grip on her wrists at all. Instead, his other hand, placed between his legs, applied even more pressure there.

"No..."

Bianca could not help another shudder.

Her knees were weak, and she needed to lean on something, but in her daze she pounced forward into his firm embrace, which was already trapping her tightly.

"Let go of me... Don't do this..."

She could finally breathe. With tears in her eyes, she forced her voice into the softest of whispers.

The person outside would not stop either.

After Jean failed to open the door the first time, he did not give up. He thought that Bianca was just throwing a tantrum and refusing to meet him. He knew that he tended to go out of hand when he was drunk.

He took a few minutes to calm down and lit a cigarette so he could settle his thoughts. As he watched the smoke rise, however, he only grew ever more frustrated!

He stood outside the bedroom door, trying to turn the doorknob a few more times. It was as though he had a grudge with the lock!

Finally, Jean slammed his cigarette butt onto the floor, screaming, "Bianca Rayne, do you think I can't do anything to you just cuz you locked the door? Don't forget, you're my fiancee!!"

Bianca felt a pain in her chest.

She regretted agreeing to date Jean a year ago. She regretted holding out any hope for men a year ago. She regretted her naive belief that she could still stand a chance at happiness.

Those were all her mistakes.

though the two of them were the only ones

grabbing her thin nightdress that had been half-pulled away. He then pulled the material upward until he could stuff most of

not let go of her,

when he saw her lush

she did not dare to ram into the door. She was

not want two men to see her body at the same

see the humiliating way she looked right now. She did not want to be accused of

like this drives me mad?" Luke lowered his head again to kiss her lips, his touch even rougher

large hand touched

felt some wet and sticky there. Her body

did not dare to

eyes grew wetter and wetter, but the man only rubbed

like a fish

not purposely dress like this for

clothes to sleep. Today, though, she

it was the most conservative one she

expected a visit from this man who was currently kissing

to explain, as though he was

to seduce

locked door,

a long time to

you're at the

right against it now, can you feel me? I know that you still love

pressed her legs together,

her back pressed

eyes open and filled with rage as he

She could not shout

not matter to a man, but to a

and sharp features

frozen in time, but

hard for anyone to defy him on a

man's voice was deep

not have much experience, but she did give

he said, "Turn around", it reminded

then, she lay in that bed, letting that man

did not matter what

to everyone else's strings. She gritted her teeth. If he really