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

again and again until

was focused and did not notice that she had

heart beat faster as her

he would probably understand how much she wanted him to leave

out and the moment he tried to insert it into her, she turned around desperately and

Slash!

a knife cutting into flesh was

close to each other and it

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

face. He gritted his teeth, and there was burning anger

fright like a kid who had done something wrong. Tears started falling

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

clean and clear with some dampened makeup. Now that she had stabbed him, she

he climbed out of bed and looked for Aunt

and went downstairs in

was packing up his medicine box and

and walked over to Daddy. The little guy clung to Daddy and looked at the bandage with widened eyes

lazily on the sofa. He looked at his son

Bea?" the little guy asked when he

kid's mother soon, so don't bother looking for her

up Aunt Bea every single

left thinking about those

'She's married someone else.

'Some other kid's mother.

won't let

chased after his daddy all the way to the garage door. Before Daddy

looked down at his

daddy and pleaded, "Daddy, please... Please fight for her... I really want Aunt

Although he was

a homemaker, respectful toward the elderly, patient with children, and a lot more. Also, her

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

you licked your bowl clean..." The little guy raised his

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