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!”

cried and shouted, her

this moment, Lance was a

his attacks and moaned. “I don’t want to sleep with you.

finally stopped, his handsome face sullen. “What did you

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

she wiped her tears, the platinum diamond

the ring desperately, regardless of the pain she would

are you

ring off, he angrily threw it into the

thought of how she had found a husband and

they had

about to

one knew how he had been through these

like a walking

fact that Yvette loved another

not appear. She lived a happy life with another

as if his chest had been struck by a blunt blow.

heart.

scarlet eyes and landed on

deep sorrow

down. His eyes were blurred, and his voice was hoarse. “I am

understood what he

at Lance’s handsome face full of desire. She was like a frightened

with her red eyes.

pity

else in his mind but fiercely punishing her for disappearing for

your tears. You’ll cry

pulled her closer forcefully with his hands and pressed her under

earlobe as if he was going to break

rubbed by him. Her tears flowed out uncontrollably as

felt as if everything was out of control. She was suddenly taken to bed by this man

She was deeply desperate.

“Bang!”

door was kicked

rushed over. He pulled Lance off the bed and pressed him to the ground, striking him

the situation around. Lance used his knees to

he saw

grabbed the lamp on the nightstand

muffled sound

was caught off guard

rolled on the ground. With the solid material,

Lance’s heart was

head, just like a slow motion in the movie. His handsome face was full of

worry, but it was all because of that man. She ran out of bed in a panic and suddenly pushed Lance away, not

was not strong, but Lance felt like being struck

the man on the ground,

Marlon… Are you

“I’m fine.”

Marlon had stood up.

the four bodyguards outside, and it consumed his energy. Out of worry, he used a dangerous method to hurt the bodyguards, which

naturally be no match for

Yvette’s torn clothes and the kiss marks on her fair skin, Marlon