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!

onto the floor, screaming, "Bianca Rayne, do you think I can’t do anything to you just cuz you locked the door?

felt a pain in her

date Jean a year ago. She regretted holding out any hope for men a year ago. She regretted her naive belief that

were all

though the two of them were

thin nightdress that had been half-pulled away. He then pulled the material upward until

let go of her, his gaze looking toward her

he saw

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

men to see her body at the same

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

large hand touched

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

body was selling her

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

eyes grew wetter and wetter, but the man only rubbed her even

like a fish

dress like this for

Today, though, she had put on a nightdress because she had taken a nap in the daytime. The dress reached her

visit from this man who

a chance to explain, as though he was certain that she was doing this to seduce him.

against it now, can you

his eyes open and filled with rage as he looked down at her, the

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 the same time, he had

was

she did give herself to another man five years

'Turn around", it reminded her of those

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