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

Luke was focused and did not notice that she had quietly reached

beat faster as her

she gave him a stab, he would probably understand

and the moment he tried to insert it into

Slash!

of the tip of a knife cutting into flesh was

to each other

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

He gritted his teeth, and there was burning anger that was about to explode against her in his fierce eyes. However, his anger was

kid who had done something wrong.

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

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

out of bed and looked for Aunt Bea

eyes and went downstairs in a daze only to see his daddy sitting on the

medicine box and Daddy's left

walked over to Daddy. The little guy clung to Daddy

sofa. He looked at his son with a darkened

asked when he

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

bring up Aunt

left thinking about those words in a

'She's married someone else.

'Some other kid's mother.

let that

the way to the garage door. Before Daddy was about to get in the car

looked down at his

at his daddy and pleaded, "Daddy, please... Please fight

so good about her?" Luke asked a question that annoyed him. Although he was asking his son, that question was

toward

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

you talk as if you don't like Aunt Bea but you licked your bowl clean..." The little guy raised

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255