Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 278

Chapter 278 A Secondary Card For Gabrielle

Despite how hard it was for Gabrielle la sit on him and continue her hopeless. struggles. Westley’s threatening words sounded like a summons to the ordeal to her. She suddenly froze, not wanting the Consequences to be worse at all. With a shuddered breath, Gabrielle tumed and silently looked into Westley’s eyes. Her eyes were red and teary, showing how much agerieved she felt.

“Please, let me go.” Gabrielle bit her lips, trying to control the emotions that trickled down her cheeks.

She blinked her eyes with a grievance just on the tip of her tongue

Westley’s heart twitched, feeling her complaints when he watched her like that, but another part of his body had different and wilder ideas for its satisfaction.

“Gabrielle, I hope you can feel that it’s not in my control now. If I do not relieve

and satisfy it Hike this, I can’t guarantee VOUF great sex life in the future.” Westley whispered the last sentence. gently Fingering his breath or her ears. 2

It took a blink, and Gabrielle’s Enind went blank “Sex life in the future? My ass!

Damn it!

What do you want to say. Westley?

We’ll divorce in the future. Then, why is he trying to be so reasonable for any sex life?”

“Westley, have you forgotten that we…” Gabrielle tried to remind him, but before she could do it. Westley cut her seriterice

“I know what you are thinking, and I haven’t forgotten anything But right now, you are my wife, and you belong with me. So, since we are married, a husband wants a wife to fulfill his needs. It is the wife’s duty. I need you to fulfill my passions.” Westley kept looking at her, their faces merely inches apart. And suddenly, Westley remembered. “Are you on your period these days?” There was a hint of temptation in Westley’s deep eyes. His eyes were like a deep well with

a mysterious but terrifyingly enchanting bottom. And being so close to falling in those abainuse orbs, Gabrielle couldn’t help being bewitched by him

“N… No.” As if being under a spell, Gabrielle shook her head obediently. She was not an her period these days to make her feel uncomfortable

“So, we’d better go back to bed, right?” Westley islord in a seductively husky voice. No one, let alone Gabrielle, could refuse turn when he did that

So, for a reason unknown to her, Gabrielle made a choice. “Okay. To the bed.”

Westley’s lips curved up, hearing her shy approval. He stood up and carried her outside the bathroom with one hand. “TIL satisfy you,” he said with a smile.

The chariti of Westley’s beguiling smile was not letting her think. The enchantment finally lifted when Gabrielle realized she was already beint pressed down on the bed. Westley lingered on top of her before starting to get all homy.

It had been a week since they last saw

each other. And tyen if Wesley’s An was injured, it didn’t affect his passionate skills filled with intesistible desires, yeaming for Gabelle. In fact, he was more ardent and wild than before.

The continuity of the same thrists was So exhausting for Gabrielle that she couldn’t retain how or when she fell asleep. There was just one thing that she remembered, that when she was falling into a deep tiring slumber Westley was still inside of her, untired and still going Crazy in.

Gabrielle slept longer than she expected to and woke up at nine o’clock. She was shocked to see the time.

“Damn it!” she angrily cursed under her breath.

Having an appointment to make cakes from Sandra at ten o’clock, it wasn’t lucky for her to wake up at nine. Even if it was not a very significant class, it was not polite to be late.

So, hurriedly. Gabrielle tried to get up in Womy, but her two greatly tortured legs and lower body were painful enough to make her suddenly recline back again. She felt like she had been run over by a

Emuck Westley, you but I

Hearing the pain, Gabrielle struggled and unidgingly dragged herself towards the bathroom. After taking a hot shower to wart up her muscles and relieve some of the pain, Gabrielle went downstairs, dangling the strap of her bag over het shoulder.

Although it was a three-floor building, not very high, still, her sore body made her feel like she walked downstairs a hundred floors. The pain in her legs made her want to curse loudly. Stepping into the living room, her blood started to boil, watching Westley already sitting there.

“Miss Jones, breakfast is ready…” Sophie politely started.

Gabrielle spoke. “Sophie, I don’t have time for breakfast. I have something to do.” Gabrielle had been thinking about this. If she took a taxi and went there right now, she would be able to amive at the cake shop before ten o’clock.

But if she would choose to have breakfast now, she would definitely be late.

And it didn’t feel right in the leasi la her:

Where are you going Westley was silently listening. but he couldn’t help asking. The coldness was evident on his

Last night. he surpassed the limits. makine Gabrielle fall asleep out of lassitude When Westley woke up in the morning, she was still slumbering deeply Westley didn’t want to wake her up. so he went downstairs first.

still hurt. Don’t You remember what Remy said Westley directly asked, not wanting her to leave.

*Why?‘ I really have something urcent to deal with. Westley. I don’t have time.” Gabrielle frowned before excusing him.

‘What the hell does he want to do?” Gabrielle felt the apprehension that rose from Westley‘s gesture of asking her to come closer

“Come here. Gabrielle. I don’t want to say it for the third time.” Westley Tiltrowed his Eyes, his face perfectly unreadable. Holding her captive with his intense orbs and his cold volce, he didn’t Leave a chance for her to refuse him at