Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 107 You Are Not Worthy

Before Yvette could react, Lance sneered, “Forget it. You don’t have to choose. I don’t like what’s

secondhand anyway.”

For a moment, she did not understand what he meant.

Lance stood in front of her. His long legs, wrapped firmly in trousers, separated on both sides of her body. He bent down slightly and pinched her chin, forcing her to open her mouth.

Yvette understood immediately and her little face turned pale.

Unable to break free, Yvette could only close her eyes tightly, her voice trembling, “You are crazy. Let me go!”

Lance forced her face to a suitable angle, pinched her delicate chin, and pulled her towards him. “It’s not up to you.”

Yvette suddenly opened her eyes. Her face was red and she glared at him angrily, “Don’t you touch me? I would bite your balls off!”

dare

Lance was standing close. His handsome face gave off a strong sense of oppression. He pulled his lips and let out an evil smile.

“Do whatever you want if you don’t care about the child.”

Yvette felt hopeless.

She would never take risks with the child. She choked, “Would you do this to Yazmin?”

Only cruelty and ruthlessness could be seen on Lance’s face.

“You are only a sex slave to me. You better keep it in mind.”

A furious man could say the most hurtful words without any reason.

Lance pushed himself forward, his voice a little hoarse, “Don’t compare yourself to anyone. You are

not worthy.”

Yvette screamed, her entire face flushed red.

She could not utter a word.

Seeing her painful appearance, Lance sneered, “Have you never served others like this? That’s good. I have been deceived by you for so long, and I deserve your first time.”

Yvette felt her brain buzz. She could not think or resist at all.

The only thing left for her was to respond mechanically.

At the same time, Lance was lost in the pleasure. He felt as if all the blood in his body was rushing.

up.

His fingers tightly gripped the tender flesh on her cheeks. He could not care less about the pain he brought to her and was only immersed in the thrill.

Yvette’s entire face was filled with tears.

were shattered by a single sentence, “You are

just a sex slave

even tell where it

was abnormally red. Her mouth was blocked, and she could not, make a

began to lose focus. It seemed that her whole world was turning

left was the man in front of her, dressed in the cleanest white shirt, doing the most dreadful thing to her

that something was wrong. He pulled his thing out

not. Her entire body was in so much pain that she had no strength left. She felt like she was about

He pulled the towel over to dry

carried her downstairs.

car and instructed the driver, “Go to

was

his chest. He lowered his head and asked, “Where

to speak and her eyes were tightly shut. She

the driver,

stopped at the underground garage. Lance carried her directly to the gynecology

was waiting, Marvin

Lance’s uneasy face, Marvin asked, “Did

nodded and then shook his head, “Give me

medicine, not food. Have you

frowned and did not

out

a week’s amount. I will not give

He immediately stuffed a few pills into

noticed that Lance

“When your illness attacks, it is best to stay away from Yvette. There is no way she can bear your rage. When you have time, you should go and receive the directional treatment before

is too late.”

manic depressive. Even though he was strongly self-controlled, there were always

most likely to lose

cared about the most.

Marvin was right. He pursed

said again, “Also, just now, it was posted online saying that you were celebrating Yazmin’s birthday.

his eyes and replied

that Yvette might

Sad?

eyes turned cold. That woman could never be

hurt him in the worst

of the

minor vaginal bleeding, and signs of miscarriage. She needed to

Marvin was shocked.

How can

happy. He turned around and went to

was alleviated. She was

with her eyes closed.

the bed beside her

The night was peaceful.

and saw

with his clothes on. The well-tailored trousers