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!

"Bianca Rayne, do you think I can’t do anything to you just cuz you locked the

a pain in

any hope for men a year ago. She regretted her naive belief that she could still stand a chance

all her

the two of them were the only ones in this house, fully focused on absorbing

had been half-pulled away. He then pulled the material upward until he could stuff most of her nightdress into his

of her, his gaze looking

when he saw her lush

door. She was afraid of making too much noise, lest she raise Jean's

matter what, she did not want two men to see her body

way you're dressed. Don't you know that

large hand touched her between

hand reached her, she felt

was selling her

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

but the man

like a fish on a chopping

not purposely dress like this for

nightdress because she had taken a nap in the daytime. The

visit from this man who was currently

to explain, as though he was certain that she

against it now, can

as he looked down at her, the petite little thing in his

would only make things even worse. Something like this

and sharp features as she gulped. The two of them seemed to be frozen in time, but at

man’s voice was deep and filled with

may not have much experience, but she did give herself to another man five years

he said, 'Turn around", it reminded her

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