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!

think I can’t do anything

pain in

regretted holding out any hope for men a year ago.

were all her

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

been half-pulled away. He

of her, his gaze

was when he saw her lush

the door. She

want two men to see her body at the same

she looked right now. She did not want to be accused of being a "hussy". 1 "Look at the way you're dressed. Don't you know

touched her

and scalding hand reached her,

body was

that separated them was a thin door. Bianca did not dare to move or

wetter and wetter, but the man only rubbed her even

felt like a fish on a

purposely dress like this

she had put on a nightdress because she had taken a nap in the daytime. The dress reached her ankles too; it was the most

from this man who was currently

as though he was certain that she was doing this to seduce him.

Jean leaned on the door and took 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,

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

things even worse. Something like this may not matter to a

and sharp features as she gulped. The two of them seemed to be frozen in time, but at the same time, he had a powerful aura around him

The man’s voice was deep and filled

give herself to another man five years ago, after

said, 'Turn around", it reminded her

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