Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Chapter 9

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 9 Why Is He Kissing Her?

Lance frowned, reminding Yvette of the dream she had in the daytime.

In the dream, he was cold as he was now as he told her to abort the baby.

Her heart pounded as she explained, “I might have eaten something bad. Let me grab some rest, and then I will be all right.”

Lance frowned. It was hard to tell if he was suspicious.

In her nervousness, she bit her lip and shouted, “It hurts.”

Lance unfolded her palm. In her fair-skinned and tender palm, there were a few scratches, which were

shocking.

He frowned. “You didn’t dress the wounds?”

Yvette didn’t know there were scratches on her palm. She should have had the scratches when she fell in the daytime. Then at the thought of what happened back then, Yvette was low again.

Noticing she was pale, Lance carried her up by the waist and placed her on the sofa. Then he brought the

medicine box over.

Half kneeling, Lance cleaned her wounds gently.

“You should have dodged me.”

Yvette was speechless, thinking, he, who shoved me, is blaming me for my fall!

And he is saying it very righteously.

Lance took the alcohol wipes and wiped the wounds gently. The way he looked down struck people as sweet.

It was just something everyone would do. And yet he managed to make people mesmerized by him

effortlessly.

The stinging pain caused by the alcohol reduced Yvette to tears. She bit her lips, thinking, I should toughen myself up a bit. Those are just minor injuries.

But for some reason, she wanted to cry.

Therefore, Yvette bit her lower lip tightly so as to fight back the tears.

Right now, she wanted to ask Lance badly whether he had ever loved her or not.

But then again, she was concerned about getting an unacceptable answer.

Lance looked up and saw that her lips were broken due to her bite. The bright red blood lit up Yvette’s face,

making her look dazzling.

pinched her chin and ordered,

bit embarrassed with tears in her eyes. Therefore, she hid

voice sounded muffled. Meanwhile, the tip of her nose was

overflowed.

looked just like a rose wet with dew in the night,

the scene

he tightened his grip on her chin and

down, he blocked the light in front of

like a storm, with him sucking her broken lips

pounding. Yvette hurried to reach out her hand

annoyed. Why did

a slew of questions on her mind, Yvette was a

Lance did it anyway. He had always been extremely aggressive

to stop it from resisting and sank both him and

Then he bit the corner of her lips gently. Every move he made, he drove Yvette

anything else.

resigned to

tease her. As he pinched her chin, he kept

puddle of water

that moment, someone’s phone vibrated, ruining the vibe in the

phone, which was on the table. But Lance did not look at it. Instead, he held

more deeply

the screen of Lance’s phone. Yvette’s body turned cold right away. She wasn’t mesmerized

pushed hard, but Lance

her body was cooling down, Lance stopped

kept vibrating, and Yvette turned her gaze away, not wanting

he got up, went to the balcony, and

door of the balcony. Yvette could hear soft sobs from the girl and

voice coming in.

talking about, but she knew he was keeping her

wounds on

again. She was in pain. But it was not because of the

that her heart

bent forward to pick up the key

away, his face cold and

down at her, wanting to

on the

with the light of saliva that the two of them left when kissing. They

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

tightly from behind

to look at him, afraid that

to ask him not to leave

to go had used up

so low, but she wan.. to give it a try for the sake of

of making a

herself that she would only do it once… Just

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