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!

Rayne, do you think I

a pain in

any hope for men a year ago. She regretted her

were all

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

had been half-pulled away. He then pulled

not let go of her, his gaze looking toward

he saw her

she did not dare to ram into the door. She was afraid of making too much noise, lest

she did not want two men to see

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 that seeing you like this drives

touched her between

and scalding hand reached her,

was

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

eyes grew wetter and wetter, but the man only

fish

not purposely dress like

wearing her clothes to sleep. Today, though, 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

a chance to explain, as though he was certain that she was doing

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

with rage as he looked down

shout because that would only make things even worse. Something like this may not matter to

time, but at

voice was deep and

much experience, but she did give herself to another man five

said, 'Turn around", it reminded her of

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