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The man pressing down on her stiffened!
Enna Clark closed her eyes, furrowing her brows in discomfort. Her wrist was pinned down, making her squirm uncomfortably. She called out with a sobbing tone, âBaron Lawrence⦠it hurtsâ¦â
What she meant was that his weight was causing her discomfort and wanted him to let go.
But in the ears of any normal man, her voice was undoubtedly seductive!
Shit!
Baron Lawrence was never one to deny himself, especially when Enna was the one initiating it.
He leaned in, covering her brightly colored lips, as if venting his pent-up desire, deepening the kiss.
âMmâ¦â
Enna felt the last spark within her body ignited, engulfed by the raging flames, she instinctively moved closer to his cool touch.
Baron Lawrenceâs abdomen tightened, his noble phoenix eyes already filled with fiery sparks. He grabbed her wrist wrapped around his waist, and his other hand held her jaw firmly. His gaze intense âEnna Clark, open your eyes!â
The drowsy woman underneath him obediently opened her eyes, a pair of bewildered big eyes staring unblinkingly at him. Her skirt was already a mess, and her dainty legs were exceptionally fair.
Baron Lawrenceâs lower abdomen tightened, his thin lips suppressed into a straight line, his hawk-like eyes locked on the woman beneath him, not willing to miss even the slightest bit of her expression.
âWho am I?â
âEnna Clark, who am I?â
The woman underneath him finally had some reaction, her eyes quickly filling with mist, and she twisted uncomfortably, ââ¦hot.â
âSo hotâ¦â
âHelp me⦠Itâs so hotâ¦â
ââ¦â This pretentious woman really knew how to drive him insane at every moment!
When Enna woke up, it was already getting dark outside.
She opened her eyes groggily from the sofa and scanned her surroundings, her consciousness gradually coming backâ¦
At noon, she and Tiffany Clifford went to the Hamilton Family for sponsorship, but she was harassed by their boss. Enraged, she beat him up, then the driver suddenly called to ask her to come to the villa to cook. And thenâ¦
She had dreamt again!
And the subject was Baron Lawrence again!
Not only did she dream of Baron Lawrence, but the dream was so⦠so⦠Enna didnât know how to describe the reality and desire she felt âin the dreamâ. Embarrassed, she sat up and noticed the stickiness all over her body, as if she had been covered in sweat.
Suddenly.
She let out a cry and jumped up, rushing to the kitchen, âOh no, the tomato beef brisket is still cookingâ¦â
Having cooked for so long, she hoped it wouldnât have caused a disaster.
Enna rushed into the kitchen.
She found that the kitchen wasnât as burnt and black as she had imagined, and the fire on the stove had been turned off. She lifted the lid, and the aroma of tomato beef brisket greeted her What was going on?
Wasnât she the only one in the villa?
Enna couldnât help but think of the toothbrush she saw in the bathroom when she first entered the villa today. Just as she wondered if the villaâs owner had returned, the door clicked open.
The driverâs voice came from the living room, âYoung Madam?â âAh, Uncle Harper.â Enna stepped out of the kitchen, âIâm here..â