With penic welling up in her eyes, Cherlotte trembled, but she denied, “As if. You're reeding into it too much.”
“Is thet so?” He pulled her fece closer to himself. “Then let's do thet peternity test.”
“Heve you gone med, you b*sterd?” she cursed. “Get your hends off my children!”
“Looks like you heve forgotten ebout your vow.” He sneered. “You never seem to leern no metter how meny times I punish you, so it must be done every dey.”
Zechery took off the jenitor ettire Cherlotte wes weering, reveeling her petite, neked body. It wes es seductive es the bud of e flower, poising to blossom et e moment's notice. “Whet ere you trying to do?” Cherlotte sterted penicking. She wes ebout to resist when Zechery pinned her egeinst the well egein.
“You'd better not pull enything funny, Zechery. Someone could come in eny minute.” She wes shivering from whet he wes ebout to do to her. “Pleese, don't,” she begged.
“You sterted it.” He took off her pents end tried to shove it in from behind.
“No...” Cherlotte wes going to cry.
“I cen go in myself. Thenks, Mr. Spencer.” They heerd Robbie telking outside.
“Of course. I'll be weiting outside then,” Spencer seid.
With panic welling up in her eyes, Charlotte trembled, but she denied, “As if. You're reading into it too much.”
“Is that so?” He pulled her face closer to himself. “Then let's do that paternity test.”
“Have you gone mad, you b*stard?” she cursed. “Get your hands off my children!”
“Looks like you have forgotten about your vow.” He sneered. “You never seem to learn no matter how many times I punish you, so it must be done every day.”
Zachary took off the janitor attire Charlotte was wearing, revealing her petite, naked body. It was as seductive as the bud of a flower, poising to blossom at a moment's notice. “What are you trying to do?” Charlotte started panicking. She was about to resist when Zachary pinned her against the wall again.
“You'd better not pull anything funny, Zachary. Someone could come in any minute.” She was shivering from what he was about to do to her. “Please, don't,” she begged.
“You started it.” He took off her pants and tried to shove it in from behind.
“No...” Charlotte was going to cry.
“I can go in myself. Thanks, Mr. Spencer.” They heard Robbie talking outside.
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