I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

"How about I show you what a good time really is?" Luke pushed her shirt up.

His big hands pressed against her skin while his thin lips kissed the back of her head.

He took a whiff of the fragrance of her hair.

Bianca looked away. She panted as she said, "You're not going to let me go today, are you?"

Luke used practical actions to tell her whether he would let her go.

He lifted and pushed up her tight bodycon skirt.

She was on full display for him and he was delighted.

When she felt his fiery kisses on every inch of her body, methodically going closer, goosebumps rose all over her body. She was fighting with herself between her rational thinking and how much she was sinking into it.

The fruit knife on the cabinet was in her view for a long time.

What was left of her continued to stare at the fruit knife while the rest of her could not help but furrowed her brows and moaned slightly. Her body could not stand his teasing anymore, so her body inevitably started moving.

As they fumbled around, she moved toward the cabinet.

Luke kissed her smooth and pale beautiful back, imprinting traces of him on it. At the same time, the sound of his belt's metal buckle being unbuckled reached her

ears.

She felt him pull his belt out and saw the belt being thrown by him onto the carpet casually.

Finally, he unzipped his pants and was about to take her into the abyss to sink in together.

"No... Don't..." Her body was trying to push him away. She panicked and grabbed the fruit knife.

Luke thrust forward fiercely.

He held her waist tightly with his two big hands as if he was about to break her before wrapping his arms tightly around her body.

She tried blocking him again and again until they reached the cabinet.

During their intimate struggle, Luke was focused and did not notice that she had quietly reached for the fruit knife.

Her heart beat faster as her trembling fingers gripped the fruit knife.

he would probably understand how

moment he tried to insert

Slash!

the tip of a knife cutting

were very close to each other and it was

trembled as she lost her grip on the fruit knife. She looked up at him in panic, then looked at his blood-stained sleeves on his white

face. He gritted his teeth, and there was burning anger

who had done something wrong.

pressed her hand down onto his member. He asked in a dark voice, "Why don't you stab this part? Or you are

face was clean and clear with some dampened makeup. Now that she had stabbed him, she trembled badly from

Blanche woke up, he climbed out of bed

every room upstairs and did not find her. He rubbed his eyes and went downstairs

box and Daddy's left arm was

Daddy. The little guy clung to Daddy and looked at the bandage with widened eyes before

at his son with

someone else and will be some other

to bring up Aunt Bea

was left thinking about those words in

'She's married someone else.

'Some other kid's mother.

won't let that

for me." Blanche wore a pair of tiny slippers as he chased after his daddy all the way to the garage door. Before Daddy

looked down at

pleaded, "Daddy, please ... Please fight for her... I

annoyed him. Although he was asking his son, that

reasons naively." Aunt Bea is young, beautiful, virtuous, gentle, a homemaker, respectful toward the elderly patient with children, and a lot

women have the traits that you've listed. As for the mac and cheese,

affect your

you talk as if you don't like

guy raised his

nanny told him that Aunt Bea also made a portion of mac and

it all up and even licked

a shower on

for dinner. After she made dinner for Grandpa, she

and quickly fell asleep. However, she could not fall asleep. Her bedroom door was

out the cigarettes that she had kept in her bag from last time. She lit one up. She was not addicted to nicotine yet, but the

of smoke, Bianca closed her eyes and suddenly remembered what happened

the fruit

that there might