qFrancesca opened her heavy eyelids and saw Danrique.
He was kissing her and unbuttoning his shirt. His enamored expression seemed charming yet terrifying.
Francesca pushed his shoulders away nervously. She was about to speak when he slid a hand under her dress.
“Ah!” Francesca shrieked, and her eyes went wide. Her entire body stiffened, and she tried pushing him away frantically. However, a series of warm, passionate kisses began to rain on her.
She was caught off guard!
At first, Francesca wanted to resist Danrique's advances, but her body slumped under his weight like a puddle of water. There was simply no chance of fighting back.
The flames of passion burnt like wild fire...
Beads of sweat had formed on Danrique's forehead, and the droplets landed on Francesca's body.
Francesca shut her eyes nervously and bit her lip, refusing to look at him.
Danrique was about to take things further when a car's alarm went off outside. Next, all of the cars' alarms rang as if something had triggered them. The noise was deafening.
Francesca snapped out of her daze and shoved Danrique away frantically.
The unexpected commotion had spoiled Danrique's mood. He put on his pants and went to the window to have a look. Instantly, his expression sank.
He picked up his shirt and wore it as he walked outside.
When he opened the door, one of his subordinates came forward to report, “Mr. Lindberg, it's Anthony!”
“Where is he?” Danrique asked firmly.
“We've captured him,” the subordinate replied with a lowered head.
“Bring him in.” Danrique headed downstairs.
“Yes.”
When Francesca overheard the conversation, she quickly got dressed and headed outside.
Anthony got beaten up again. He curled up like a helpless little rabbit and looked extremely pitiful.
Danrique's blood boiled at the sight of Anthony, and he was about to kick him when a panicky Francesca cried, “Stop it!”
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