My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 466

Jenkins's gaze fell aloofly on Yvonne's face.

The height difference made his simple glance feel domineering and oppressive.

Yvonne's heart inexplicably trembled.

This was the first time she had ever been so close to this man.

Jenkins's god-like aura was so strong that it gave the illusion of one willingly falling to his knees.

She suddenly was hit by a mixture of panic and regret - she shouldn't have gone up to Jenkins and accosted him.

However, there was no turning time back in the world, even for just five minutes.

Yvonne's grin became more flirtatious, with only her trembling fingers revealing her nervousness.

"You want a cigarette?" After a while, Jenkins suddenly spoke up.

His voice had zero traces of warmth - so chilling as if it came from hell itself.

However, the husky bass in his tone was charismatic and attractive, even heavenly.

Such a contradiction.

Yvonne smiled and nodded. Her fingers she hid behind her trembled even harder.

In the next second, Yvonne's waist was suddenly wrapped by a strong arm, and she stumbled into Jenkins' arms.

Jenkins bent down and pressed his lips heavily against Yvonne's.

His lips were cold - very cold.

Yvonne wondered if she had been kissed by anyone else on the lips the night of her abuse - when she lost her virginity.

But under her own circumstances, this was her first kiss for the first time in her life.

Her mind went blank all of a sudden.

Jenkins kissed Yvonne forcibly, his tongue prying open her teeth, and the smell of tobacco entering Yvonne's nostrils.

Yvonne's mind felt like it was being burned.

Moments later, Jenkins let go of Yvonne.

Yvonne couldn't help but cough.

The heavy smell of cigarettes in Jenkins' mouth was too strong for her to stand.

Jenkins stared coldly at Yvonne.

It wasn't until Yvonne stopped coughing that he spoke, "You don't know how to smoke."

His tone was one of affirmation.

Yvonne's face flushed red with embarrassment.

She doesn't know how to smoke. She approached Jenkins for a cigarette just because she wanted to hit on him, but without expecting his response would be so direct.

"You want to sleep with me?" Jenkins asked in an emotionless, matter-of-fact tone.

Yvonne's face turned even redder.

This time Jenkins pointed out her actual purpose.

Seeing the blush on Yvonne's face, Jenkins snorted with disdain, "There's plenty of women wanting to seduce me. What made you think you can do it?"

This sentence was like a giant axe, striking right into Yvonne's brain.

She bit her lips so hard that it looked as if they were going to bleed.

She couldn't give up such a rare opportunity.

After a while, Yvonne turned her back to Jenkins.

She removed her clothes slowly, revealing her entire back.

"Sir, I can do everything for you and meet all your needs."

Looking at the marks on Yvonne's back, Jenkins's breathing suddenly became heavy.

He stared at her back and felt his body getting hotter and hotter.

After a while, Jenkins pressed Yvonne roughly against the windowsill.

Brief panic flashed across Yvonne's face, but she quickly calmed herself.

"Meet all my needs? Are you sure?" Jenkins's husky whisper rang in Yvonne's ear.

As he spoke, his hot breath sprayed on Yvonne's earlobe.

Yvonne gritted her teeth, "I'm sure."

Right after, Jenkins grabbed Yvonne's chin and turned her head, kissing her.

It was rough and violent, urgent and pressing.

It was completely different from the kiss just now.

Yvonne only felt pain.

She knew that it would be even more painful later on.

She had heard of all of Jenkins's rumors.

But she was not afraid.