Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 39

Chapter 39 The Most Conservative

Just then, Jean walked over and tried to turn the bedroom doorknob.

He turned it a few times, but it did not budge.

At some point, Luke had locked the door from inside. However, this was just a regular doorknob, and it was not very sturdy.

Bianca's heart leaped into her throat and stayed there, all the blood draining from her face...

Her lips were sealed by the man's scalding kiss. She could only look at the man with sorrow deep in her eyes, shaking her head desperately.

Luke kissed her for a long time, venturing deep into her mouth every time. After a pause, he pulled his tongue out of her mouth, his gaze bright with an unending blaze of lust.

The man's well-defined side profile stuck to one of her cheeks. The warmth of their bodies melded together, and his large hand did not ease up its grip on her wrists at all. Instead, his other hand, placed between his legs, applied even more pressure there.

"No..."

Bianca could not help another shudder.

Her knees were weak, and she needed to lean on something, but in her daze she pounced forward into his firm embrace, which was already trapping her tightly.

"Let go of me... Don't do this..."

She could finally breathe. With tears in her eyes, she forced her voice into the softest of whispers.

The person outside would not stop either.

After Jean failed to open the door the first time, he did not give up. He thought that Bianca was just throwing a tantrum and refusing to meet him. He knew that he tended to go out of hand when he was drunk.

He took a few minutes to calm down and lit a cigarette so he could settle his thoughts. As he watched the smoke rise, however, he only grew ever more frustrated!

He stood outside the bedroom door, trying to turn the doorknob a few more times. It was as though he had a grudge with the lock!

Jean slammed his cigarette butt onto the floor, screaming, "Bianca Rayne, do you think I can’t do anything to you just cuz you

felt a pain

out any hope for men a year ago. She regretted her naive

all her

have completely blocked off Jean outside. He behaved as though the two of them were the only ones in this house,

moved slowly, grabbing her thin nightdress that had been half-pulled away. He then pulled the material upward until he could

go of her, his gaze

he

into the door. She was afraid of

what, she did not want two men to see

not want to be accused of being a "hussy". 1 "Look at the way you're dressed. Don't you know that seeing you like this drives me mad?" Luke lowered his head again to kiss her lips, his touch even rougher and

hand touched

dry and scalding hand reached her, she felt some wet and

was selling

the only thing that separated them was a thin door. Bianca did not dare to move or scream, and her sobs

wetter, but the man only

a fish

did not purposely dress like this for his

sleep. Today, though, she had put on a nightdress because she had taken a

never expected a visit from this

not give her a chance to explain, as though he was certain

a long time to gather himself before he asked, "I know you’re at the door, Bianca. My back is leaning right against it now, can you feel me? I know that you still love me "That’s enough..." She pressed her legs together, and her body began to struggle again, her back pressed against the

rage as he looked down at her, the petite little thing

She could not shout because that would only make things even worse. Something like this may not

of them seemed to be frozen in time, but at

was deep

but she did give herself to

'Turn around", it reminded her of

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255