Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Chapter 285 I Wanna Kick Him to Death

Lance didn’t care at all. He picked Yvette up by the waist and placed her back on the bed.

Lance didn’t even care about his wound, allowing the red blood to flow on the creamy white sheets.

Lance looked at her, his eyes lighting up.

The woman who he thought “died” five years ago. The woman who appeared in his dreams every night was in front of his

eyes.

“Yvette…”

Lance’s tall and slender body was suppressing her. She was trapped in his arms tightly. He called her name one by one in a tender and loving tone.

The closer he got, the more Lance felt her temperature and her fragrance. Her true existence felt quite different from when she was a piece of memory in his dream. Lance always woke up at midnight when he dreamed of her.

Yvette watched as Lance’s bloody palm caressed her cheek, her eyes, and her lips with strong affection.

The look in his eyes gradually changed from soft and tender to fierce. Lance’s lips were about to approach hers.

Yvette slapped Lance’s face mercilessly.

“Don’t touch me! Bastard!”

Her heavy slap left five red fingerprints on Lance’s face. There wasn’t any affection. She did it to purely vent her anger.

Lance didn’t feel any pain, nor did he care. His eyes flickered with desire.

“Honey, why can’t I touch you? You’re my wife.”

“I’m not!”

“You!” Lance buried his face into Yvette’s neck and bit the fair skin.

Yvette kicked her legs and shook her head, trying to dodge.

“I don’t know you. You’ve found the wrong person.”

Lance could have easily found that there was something wrong with Yvette.

She resisted because she really didn’t know him. She really regarded him as a stranger.

But Lance failed, or he didn’t want to admit it.

He crazily wanted her and possessed her body. This was the only way to prevent her from disappearing.

Only then could Lance prove that he wasn’t dreaming.

Lance bent down slightly and propped his elbows on both sides of her body. Suppressing his desire, he said in a hoarse voice, “It’s been too long since we’ve slept. Let me help you remember, okay?”

He kissed her plump earlobe, gently biting and slowly twirling it. He tried to seduce Yvette the way she liked.

“No!”

and shouted, her heart

was a terrifying lunatic to

don’t want to sleep with you. I

handsome face sullen. “What did you

hard, her face turning pale. She repeatedly said, “I don’t want

tears, the platinum diamond ring

pulled the ring desperately, regardless of the pain she would suffer. He was

are

ring off, he angrily

filled with anger. He thought of how she had found a husband and even exchanged the ring

had also

was about to go

had been through

was like a

the fact that Yvette loved another

but did not appear. She lived a

of this, Lance felt as if his chest had been struck by a blunt blow. There was a long

heart.

scarlet eyes and landed on

sorrow stunned

eyes and leaned down. His eyes were blurred, and his voice was hoarse. “I am your husband. Yvette,

understood what he

desire. She was like a frightened rabbit curling into a ball,

with her red eyes.

pity her

but fiercely punishing her for

You’ll cry

pulled her closer forcefully with

face and sucked her earlobe as if

rubbed by him. Her tears flowed out uncontrollably as she

was out of control. She was suddenly taken to bed by this man

She was deeply desperate.

“Bang!”

was

the bed and pressed him to the ground, striking

to turn the situation around. Lance used his knees to

he saw the man on the

lamp on the nightstand and smashed it

muffled sound rang

was caught off guard and

the ground. With the solid material, it

heart was

a slow motion in the movie.

ran out of bed in a panic and suddenly pushed Lance away,

strong, but Lance felt like being struck by lightning. Disheartened, Lance let her

on the ground,

Marlon… Are you

“I’m fine.”

Marlon had stood up.

good at fighting, but he had spent too much time dealing with the four bodyguards outside, and it consumed his energy. Out of worry, he used a dangerous method to hurt the bodyguards, which hurt

he would naturally be no match for

torn clothes and the kiss marks on her fair skin, Marlon clenched