Chapter 787 The Last Sweet Time

She would not open the door.

This was his plan.

The man outside the door was a master at playing tricks. In fact, he was perfect at games.

“Annabelle, I feel so hot. I’m getting more and more uncomfortable. I really want you.”

Alpha’s body temperature was scorching hot, and even his breath was hot. Reuben was always reliable in his duties, and the medicine he had gotten was the best.

Alpha swallowed hard, as he tried to suppress the heat from his body, but his head began to churn. This medicine was like a mirror. The first thing that appeared in his mind was the woman he wanted the most in his life and his deepest obsession.

“Sir, are you alright?” Reuben asked worriedly.

At this moment, the sound of approaching high heels were heard, as Willow ascended the stairs. She quickly rushed over, “Mr. Augustine, I’ve been waiting for a long time.”

“Mrs. Augustine doesn’t care about you, but I do. You can feel my heart, it’s beating for you…” Willow held Alpha’s big palm and placed it on her chest.

In the room.

Annabelle could clearly hear the voice outside the door.

“OMG,” Willow half-yelled, “Mr. Augustine, it hurts,”

Annabelle quickly raised her hand and covered her ears. She did not want listen.

No matter what he and Alpha were doing, she didn’t want to pay attention.

“Mr. Alpha,” Willow called out. She was both happy and excited.

“Mr. Augustine, where are you taking me?”

Alpha took the excited Willow away.

Soon, all Annabelle could hear was silence.

She slowly took her hand down, and there was no sound from outside..

He was gone.

Willow and left

calmly rolled

she burst

silent room echoed

wanted to

“Why are you crying?”

hoa rse

of her

Alpha was before her.

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by My Hiltonaire

787 The Last Sweet

not leave with

said that we’re still the same as before. I knocked on the door and if you don’t open it, then

first, he would knock on the door patiently. When he lost

was always a way

was particularly experienced

she stared at

squatted down and grabbed her face with his big palm. “Tell me, why

her chest,

feeling unwell?” he asked in a

not that she was unwell, but she was hurting because

hurt anymore,’ she quickly

he did not withdraw his

her, as

her

his handsome eyebrows. He stood up, carried her up,

to, then I

“Annabelle, I’m still like this.

“I thought…you took Willow

just drove her

you want a

were focused on

that he had taken was

Later, I’ll go to the bathroom and take a cold shower. I won’t touch you anymore. As long as you’ll be

ached again because of

not intend to touch

a sleep, I’ll go to the

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