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.

chin and

eyes. Therefore,

sounded muffled. Meanwhile, the tip of her nose

overflowed.

like a rose wet with dew

found the scene

his grip on her chin and

Lance pressed down, he blocked the light in front

kiss came like a storm, with him sucking her broken lips fiercely,

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

Why did he

slew of questions on her mind, Yvette was a

Lance did it anyway. He had always been extremely aggressive

sank both him and her deep into the soft sofa,

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

anything else.

was resigned to

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

into a puddle of water and

phone vibrated, ruining

Lance did not look at it. Instead,

more deeply and

Yazmin’s name flashing on the screen of Lance’s phone.

hard, but

her body was cooling down, Lance stopped but

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

Then he got up,

Yvette could hear soft

voice coming in.

not hear what they were talking about,

at the wounds on

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

heart was broken for

Lance came in. He bent forward to pick up the key on the table. The button

his

at her, wanting to say

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

the light of saliva that the two of

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

moment Lance turned around, Yvette hugged him tightly from behind while calling him

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

him not to leave her

him not to go

so low, but she wan.. to give it a try

way of making a last

herself that she would only do it once… Just

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