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qFrancesca opened her heavy eyelids and saw Danrique.

He was kissing her and unbuttoning his shirt. His enamored expression seemed charming yet terrifying.

Francesca pushed his shoulders away nervously. She was about to speak when he slid a hand under her dress.

“Ah!” Francesca shrieked, and her eyes went wide. Her entire body stiffened, and she tried pushing him away frantically. However, a series of warm, passionate kisses began to rain on her.

She was caught off guard!

At first, Francesca wanted to resist Danrique's advances, but her body slumped under his weight like a puddle of water. There was simply no chance of fighting back.

The flames of passion burnt like wild fire...

Beads of sweat had formed on Danrique's forehead, and the droplets landed on Francesca's body.

Francesca shut her eyes nervously and bit her lip, refusing to look at him.

Danrique was about to take things further when a car's alarm went off outside. Next, all of the cars' alarms rang as if something had triggered them. The noise was deafening.

Francesca snapped out of her daze and shoved Danrique away frantically.

commotion had spoiled Danrique's mood. He put on his pants and went to the window to have

picked up his shirt and wore

his subordinates came forward to report, “Mr.

is he?” Danrique

subordinate replied with a

him in.”

“Yes.”

overheard the conversation, she quickly got dressed and headed

up again. He curled up like a helpless little

of Anthony, and he was about to kick him when a panicky Francesca

withheld his

forward and helped Anthony up anxiously. She was alarmed when she saw the blood on

around and

“I'm sorry, Dr. Felch.

hit him?” Francesca glared at Mylo angrily and turned to regard Gordon. “Didn't you say

refused to come with me. He told me his injuries were serious, and he would die along the way. Thus, he needed to see a doctor. I got a doctor to examine

didn't you leave? What are

Anthony grabbed Francesca's hand tightly. His gaze was

was touched by his own