Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Nadine, who had completely lost it, resembled a crazed lioness—though she appeared more endearing than fierce.

She would throw a tantrum if Brad drew slightly away from her.

As she planted kisses on his chest, her hand wandered downward to his belt.

Compared to Nadine's total loss of control, Brad seemed composed. That said, he was in a dilemma—a voice in his head told him to not miss the chance and devour her, but another voice argued that he shouldn't take advantage of her. She would hate him for it once she regained her senses.

Overwhelmed by his inner turmoil, Brad glanced down at Nadine, who was nestled against his chest. He felt a mix of surprise and fear. While he was glad that she finally took the initiative, her formidable strength caught him off guard.

For such a seemingly delicate woman, she had somehow pried his hand away from his belt with sheer force, though he had placed it there to stop her from unbuckling it. He feared that she would blame him once she sobered up. This wasn't her usual self, after all.

Brad was in constant turmoil, so he had no idea that his doom was approaching. Just as he struggled to stop Nadine, his pants and belt both dropped to the floor.

at least a head taller than

tightened her grip around his

strenuous effort, Brad smirked and eventually bent down, allowing her to kiss

by his bedside, a doctor would have entered and brought Nadine away. She would be treated, putting an end to things that might occur later. He had to do so if he didn't want

valued his benefits above all. He was a shrewd businessman,

able to have his way with Nadine, which didn't align with his nature at all. As he felt the soft

in front

desires triumphed over reason Not giving Nadine any more changes to fool around, he brought her to the bed and pinned her against

spring sunlight was radiant, and the

soft, intermittent moans drifted out through the gap in the

hadn't expected Brad