Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

Shawn wrapped his arms around Gale's waist, led her into the office, and ordered sternly, "No one is allowed in without my permission!"

Fiona replied, "Yes, Sir."

She glanced at Gale secretly and found that she did not make a sound or resist and was at the mercy of Shawn.

Fiona closed the door gently and stood guard at the door.

Shawn's face was extremely gloomy. He walked to the sofa, pressed Gale's shoulders and asked her to sit down.

Then he said, "Take it off yourself, or I will."

Only then did Gale return to her senses and look up at him. "Take off? Take off what?"

"Clothes. If you can show Aurum, why can't you show me?" Shawn met her gaze.

Gale raised her hand and touched her waist.

"Shawn, don't make trouble out of nothing for no reason. I'm not that kind of woman, and Aurum won't do anything beyond that!" She frowned.

His tone was cold and firm. "Can you take it off?"

Gale's stubborn temper also came up. "Just, no!"

head up against

a word, Shawn went straight to grab the hem of her dress and

against her delicate skin, which

callused

place, Galey...how can you show it to other

fingers gradually moved up and landed on her heart-shaped

only I have

deeply in love, he kissed this

where Gale

He always remembered.

me love you. I'm not allowed to touch a hair of yours, and you treat me like this... Galey, you hurt me so deeply!" Shawn asked over and

hands pressed hard

back and

wanted to wipe it

that Aurum had not touched it yet, but he

hurts… Shawn, you hurt me!"

out in pain

disheveled at this

in the first place, and it hung loosely around Gale's waist. From Shawn's perspective, it was a fatal temptation