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.

memories of the past were shattered by a single sentence, “You are

just a sex slave

her and she could not even tell where it

eyes closed. Her white face was abnormally red. Her mouth was blocked, and she

lose focus. It seemed that

man in front of her, dressed in the cleanest white shirt,

noticed that something was wrong. He pulled his thing out of

entire body was in so much pain that she had no strength left. She felt

He pulled the towel over to dry her, quickly

carried her downstairs.

and instructed the driver,

her forehead was

supported her back and pressed her face against his chest. He lowered his head and

no strength to speak and her eyes were

the driver,

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

was waiting, Marvin

Lance’s uneasy face, Marvin asked, “Did

and then shook his head, “Give

food. Have

and did

took out a

a week’s amount. I will not give you any more

a few pills into his mouth and took the

was speechless. He noticed that Lance

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

is too late.”

he was strongly self-controlled, there were always

most likely to lose control

cared about the most.

was right. He pursed his lips,

now, it was posted online saying that you were celebrating Yazmin’s birthday. What’s about

lifted his eyes and

that Yvette might be

Sad?

turned cold. That woman could never be

him in the worst

of the examination came out

progesterone, low blood glucose, minor vaginal bleeding, and signs of miscarriage. She needed

Marvin was shocked.

is pregnant! How can you not

look happy. He turned

a drip. The pain was alleviated. She was much calmer now

with her eyes closed.

the

The night was peaceful.

dawn, Yvette opened her eyes and saw Lance sleeping on the bed next

lying on the bed with his clothes on.