Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter 113

After a night's exploration, Walter knew every sensitive spot on Evangeline's body.

With just a gentle touch in the right place, he could make her catch her breath, Evangeline lay there, her body rigid and tense, gasping for air like a fish out of water.

Walter, however, was not satisfied. He wanted her to plead with him.

His actions grew more daring, his fingers boldly probing, stirring up a storm within Evangeline's mind. A soft moan broke through the silence, Evangeline clapped a hand over her mouth as if shocked by her own reaction. What was happening to her? She felt pleasure from Walter's touch!

"Stop it, Walter, you're making me sick!" Her body instinctively fought back, trying to protect itself from his unwelcome advances.

Evangeline fought back against Walter with a flurry of punches and kicks, even targeting his weak spots. When one of her kicks missed its mark, Walter's patience, already hanging by a thread, snapped. He flipped her over with a swift move and the next thing she knew, pa

slide, and neither will the Fosters. You're going to regret this! Her hatred for him was a living thing, wishing him to the deepest pits. She was the cherished princess of the

provoke your man in such a moment." Walter's large hand was

his touch turning softer without him even realizing. Evangeline, however, was not buying this sudden gentleness. She wished he would be even crueler, so she could etch this pain into her memory and kill any foolish hopes she

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scoffed. "Walter, you're as awkward and rough as they come. Don't

the almighty Walter Gordon of the Gordon family, after all these

with one hand, "Come

tried to show his mettle, the more his body refused to cooperate, and he was

sip some Viagra to

she lay on the bed looking all ready for

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