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.

her chin and ordered, “Stop

with tears in her eyes. Therefore, she

Meanwhile, the tip of her nose

overflowed.

just like a rose wet with dew in the night,

found the scene

his grip on her chin and kissed her

blocked

sucking her broken

hurried to reach out her hand at his chest and push him

did he kiss

a slew of questions on her mind, Yvette was

Lance did it anyway. He had always been

and sank both him and her deep into the soft sofa,

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

anything else.

was resigned

exactly how to tease her. As he pinched her chin, he kept biting and sucking

a puddle of water and making her moan with

vibrated, ruining the vibe in

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

her even more deeply and

But then she saw Yazmin’s name flashing on the screen of Lance’s phone. Yvette’s body turned cold right away. She wasn’t

pushed hard, but Lance did

was cooling down, Lance stopped but did not

and Yvette turned her gaze away, not wanting to see

he got up, went to the balcony, and answered the

could hear soft sobs from the girl and Lance’s magnetic

voice coming in.

could not hear what they were talking about, but she knew he

withdrew her gaze and looked at the wounds on

again. She was in pain. But it was not because of the wounds. It was her heart

knew that her heart was broken for

forward to pick up the key on

he was away, his face

down at her, wanting to

the end, he said, “Dinner is on the table. Go grab some

still suffused with the light of saliva that the two

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

from behind while calling him by

look at him, afraid that she might not have the courage

wanted to ask him not to leave

not to go had used up all her

low, but she wan.. to give it

way of making

she would only

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