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Finally regaining a little of her sanity, Gwendolyn hummed and shoved him away.

At that moment, Patrick had also regained his senses and moved away from her. As she sat up, she noticed that her clothes had been torn apart, revealing her snow-white...

“Ahhh!”

She grabbed a pillow and held it in front of her chest. “Patrick, h-how dare you!”

The man was currently feeling miserable. He badly wished to continue, but seeing her reaction, he knew that it was impossible.

A gleam of ruthlessness glinted in his eyes as he panted heavily. One day, I must pin her under me and make her mine.

Patrick grinned mischievously. “Where did you touch me just now? Don't you know that it's risky to touch that area of a man?”

Gwendolyn pondered for a moment while blinking innocently. Wasn't I applying ointment all the while? I didn't even touch him anywhere in secret.

“How should I know? I'm not even a man.”

She was going crazy thinking about what had just happened. It was a strange feeling.

Why was I shamelessly enjoying it? I even desired to keep it going. It must be a normal biological reaction, nothing more than that. I'm twenty-four this year, so it's normal to have such needs as a woman. Yes, that must be it.

Gwendolyn was secretly buttoning her shirt behind the pillow. I've no idea when he ripped it open. Not only that, my body aches from being pressed down by him. He's such a jerk. I feel like beating him up.

was secretly buttoning her shirt behind the pillow. I've no idea when he ripped it open. Not only that, my body

money she owed him and the high salary he gave her, she truly

up his shirt from the bed, buttoning it up with

you, Gwendolyn. One would only do such a

never touch someone

had been trying to get into his bed. As long as he was willing, they would throw themselves

got up from the bed

some respect to me in the future, Mr. Lowen. Even if you like me, have I given you my consent? Without it, what you're doing

saying that, she walked quickly to

like this is home when she's around? Now that she's gone, the atmosphere in the house

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