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!

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

felt a pain in

year ago. She regretted holding out any hope for men

were all

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

half-pulled away. He then pulled the material upward until he could stuff most of her nightdress into his

go of her, his gaze looking toward

when he

she did not dare to ram into the door. She was

want two men to

"Look at the way you're dressed. Don't you know that seeing you like this drives me mad?"

large hand touched her between her

his dry and scalding hand reached her, she

was selling her

and the only thing that separated them was a thin door. Bianca did not dare to move or scream, and

wetter and wetter, but the

like a fish

not purposely dress like

used to 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 conservative

never expected a visit from this man who

her a chance to explain, as though he was certain

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

and filled with rage as he

shout because that would only make things even worse. Something like

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

around." The man’s voice was deep and filled

experience, but she did give herself to another man five

he said, 'Turn around", it reminded her of those

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