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 can’t do

felt a pain in

ago. She regretted holding out any hope for men a year ago.

were all her

them were the only ones in this house, fully focused on absorbing her sweet beautiful body.

He then pulled the material

did not let go of her, his

was when he

She was afraid of making too much noise, lest

two men to

way 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 me mad?" Luke lowered his

large hand touched

her, she felt some

was selling

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

wetter, but the man only rubbed her

like a fish on

not purposely dress like this for

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

a visit from this man who was currently kissing

chance to explain, as though he was certain that she

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, can you feel me? I know that you still love me "That’s enough..." She pressed her legs together, and her body began to struggle again, her back

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

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

brow 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

around." The man’s voice was deep

give herself to another man five years ago, after

'Turn around", it reminded her of

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