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 ordered,

in her eyes.

sounded muffled. Meanwhile, the tip of

overflowed.

a rose wet with

the scene

grip on her

pressed down, he blocked the

storm, with him sucking her broken lips fiercely, making her feel even more

her heart pounding. Yvette hurried to reach out her hand at his chest and push him away

annoyed. Why did he kiss

slew of questions on her mind,

been extremely aggressive when he was intimate

it from resisting and sank both him and her deep into the soft sofa,

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

anything else.

was resigned to

As he pinched her chin, he kept biting and

a puddle of water and making her moan with

someone’s phone vibrated, ruining the vibe

phone, which was on the table. But Lance

her even more

the screen

but Lance

cooling down, Lance stopped

her gaze away, not wanting

got up,

the balcony. Yvette could

voice coming in.

were talking about, but she knew

the wounds on

not

knew that her heart was broken

pick up the key on the table.

his face cold

her, wanting to

is on the table.

still suffused with the light of saliva that

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

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

him, afraid that

to ask him not

go had used up all

wan.. to give it a try for the sake of

of

herself that she would only do it once… Just

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