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

muffled. Meanwhile, the tip of her nose was red,

overflowed.

a rose wet with dew in the night, fragile and

the

on her chin and

he blocked the light

a storm, with him sucking her broken

to reach out her hand at his chest and push him

annoyed. Why did he kiss

a slew of questions on her mind, Yvette was

anyway. He had always been extremely aggressive when

grabbed her hand to stop it from resisting and sank

the corner of her lips gently. Every move he made, he drove Yvette crazy, unable

anything else.

was resigned to

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

into a puddle of water

vibrated, ruining the vibe

on the table. But Lance

even more deeply and

on the screen of Lance’s phone. Yvette’s body turned

pushed hard, but Lance

cooling down, Lance stopped but did

her gaze

he got up, went to

door of the balcony. Yvette could hear

voice coming in.

not hear what they were talking about, but she knew

at the wounds on her palm.

in pain. But it was not because of the wounds. It was

heart was broken for

up the key on the table. The button on the neckline was

his

looked down at her, wanting to

“Dinner is on

of saliva that the

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

moment Lance turned around, Yvette hugged him tightly from behind while calling him by his full name, her

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

to ask him not

go

to give it a try for

of

that she would only do it once… Just

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