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

a word, Shawn went straight to grab the hem

felt the cloth rubbing against her delicate skin,

next second, Shawn's callused fingertips were already

show it to other men?

fingers gradually moved up and landed on her

have seen, touched,

he was deeply in love, he kissed

was where Gale was

He always remembered.

allowed to touch a hair of yours, and you treat me like this... Galey, you hurt me so deeply!" Shawn asked over and over again, leaning forward, bending over and

pressed hard on her

wiping her waist with his fingertips, back and forth, feeling... Aurum saw it here.

wanted to wipe it

it yet, but he just felt uncomfortable

hurts… Shawn, you hurt me!"

cried out in pain several times, Shawn finally

disheveled

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