Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 53

Chapter 53 Be Good and Don't Mess With Me What did Lance mean?

Yvette couldn't believe it. How could he not have had sex with Yazmin?

Then why did he go abroad so many times?

Yvette had been with Lance for two years. She knew how horny he could be. He wasn't the Platonic type of person.

However, he had no reason to lie. After all, even when he wanted to divorce her, he just told her plainly...

Lance liked Yvette when she was obedient. He put her down with some extra force on his hands and held her tightly, saying clearly, "Be good. Don't mess with me."

Yvette did not interpret too much about the meaning of his words. She stared at him without blinking. "You have never had sex with Yazmin?"

Lance put a strand of her hair in his hand and fiddled with it. He said lazily, "No."

"Really?" Yvette couldn't help but ask again.

Lance's eyes darkened. He then pinched her mouth and said, "What are you suspicious of?"

"But..."

Before she could finish speaking, he pressed down on her again. "Kiss."

After saying that, he kissed her again. His lips landed on her earlobe, sucking gently and slowly...

It was complete torture.

Yvette subconsciously shrank. She had been in a daze for the entire day.

Now, she simply couldn't stay clear-minded. She was completely vulnerable when she faced him, who was so gentle.

She wanted to dodge. However, he saw her through. He pinched her waist and bit her tenderly.

"Ah..."

Yvette was caught off guard by the bite, and she couldn't help but groan in a low voice.

"Want it?"

Without waiting for her reply, he used his slender fingers to clamp her jaw and kissed her with his thin lips again.

She was without a chance to think. His lips and tongue had already taken order.

The VIP wards were all very far apart, and the comparison between the original silence and the sounds they made was particularly obvious at this time. Their sounds entangled with each other could be heard clearly.

Yvette blushed, and even her ears were red. Her heart beat violently. She was afraid that Frankie outside the door would hear them.

Yet right now, her brain was a mess, and she had no time or room to think.

Lance knew his way around her. Each of his movements was precise and appropriate.