I hesitated but did not say anything. Seeing this, Vincent suddenly got up from my body and bent down to pick up the phone on the ground.
Christopher kept calling. In this case, if I didn't answer, he might continue to call. I hesitated. Should I answer this call?
Just when I was wondering whether I was going to get through or not, Vincent did. He answered the phone for me. I was shocked and immediately sat up from the bed. When Vincent saw this, he pushed my body back again evilly.
Christopher still did not know what had happened over there. As soon as the phone was connected, his refreshing and pleasant voice rang out. "Jasmine, are you still working overtime? Dinner's getting cold.
I took the phone and was about to say something but Vincent moved again on me quietly.
As the drug took effect, my body was at an extremely sensitive stage. Once Vincent moved, my body immediately responded involuntarily.
If it weren't because of my sober mind, Christopher would have heard the voice from another man. No, from me under Vincent, who was panting beneath him.
"I have to work overtime. I don't know when... I can go back. Do not... wait for me!"
I tried my best not to make any funny noises, but because of the deliberate clash between Vincent, I had to speak continuously.
Christopher, who was on the other end of the line could tell that something was amiss.
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