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!

cigarette butt onto the floor, screaming, "Bianca Rayne, do you think I can’t

felt a pain in

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

all

of them were the only ones

had been half-pulled away. He

did not let go of her, his gaze looking toward

when he saw

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

she did not want two men to see her body

not want to be accused of being a "hussy". 1 "Look at the way

hand touched

her, she felt some

was selling

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

wetter, but the man only

fish on a chopping

not purposely dress like this

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

this man who was currently

he was certain that she was doing this

My back is leaning right against it now,

his eyes open and filled with rage as he looked down at her, the petite little thing in his arms.

would only make things even worse. Something like this may not matter to a man, but to

as she gulped. The two of them seemed to be frozen in time, but at the same time, he had a

man’s voice was deep and filled with

but she did give herself to another man five years

it reminded

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