Chapter 115 Still Has Those Horrible Feelings Toward Him

"How about I show you what a good time really is?" Luke pushed her shirt up.

His big hands pressed against her skin while his thin lips kissed the back of her head.

He took a whiff of the fragrance of her hair.

Bianca looked away. She panted as she said, "You’re not going to let me go today, are you?"

Luke used practical actions to tell her whether he would let her go.

He lifted and pushed up her tight bodycon skirt.

She was on full display for him and he was delighted.

When she felt his fiery kisses on every inch of her body, methodically going closer, goosebumps rose all over her body. She was fighting with herself between her rational thinking and how much she was sinking into it.

The fruit knife on the cabinet was in her view for a long time.

What was left of her continued to stare at the fruit knife while the rest of her could not help but furrowed her brows and moaned slightly. Her body could not stand his teasing anymore, so her body inevitably started moving.

As they fumbled around, she moved toward the cabinet.

Luke kissed her smooth and pale beautiful back, imprinting traces of him on it. At the same time, the sound of his belt's metal buckle being unbuckled reached her ears.

She felt him pull his belt out and saw the belt being thrown by him onto the carpet casually.

Finally, he unzipped his pants and was about to take her into the abyss to sink in together.

“No... Don't..." Her body was trying to push him away. She panicked and grabbed the fruit knife.

Luke thrust forward fiercely.

He held her waist tightly with his two big hands as if he was about to break her before wrapping his arms tightly around her body. 1

blocking him again and again until they reached

intimate struggle, Luke was focused and did not notice

as her

understand how much she wanted him to

insert it into her, she turned around desperately and thrust the fruit

Slash!

sound of the tip of a knife cutting into

close to each other and it was hard to miss

the fruit knife. She looked up at him in panic, then looked at his blood-stained sleeves on his white shirt. She was utterly

chin with a grim expression on his face. He gritted his teeth, and there was burning anger that was

like a kid who had done something wrong.

her hand down onto his member. He asked in a dark voice, "Why don't you stab this part?

makeup. Now

climbed out of

not find her. He rubbed his eyes and went downstairs in a daze

packing up his medicine box and Daddy's left

about Aunt Bea and walked over to Daddy. The little guy clung to Daddy and looked at the bandage with widened eyes before asking,"

at his son with a darkened face without saying

the little guy asked when he realized that Daddy

and will be some other kid's mother soon, so don't bother looking for her in the

had to bring up Aunt Bea

about those words in a

'She's married someone else.

'Some other kid's mother.

won't let that

Blanche wore a pair of tiny slippers as he chased after his daddy all the way to the garage door. Before Daddy was about to get in the car and drive off, Blanche

looked down

please... Please fight for her... I really want Aunt Bea

question that annoyed him. Although he was asking his son, that question was

is young, beautiful, virtuous, gentle, a homemaker, respectful toward the elderly, patient with children, and a lot more. Also, her mac and

the car door. "A lot of women have the traits that you've listed. As for the mac and cheese, no matter how good it tastes, it's still junk food. Too much of it will

licked your bowl

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