Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn novel Chapter 9

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 9 Why Is He Kissing Her?

Lance frowned, reminding Yvette of the dream she had in the daytime.

In the dream, he was cold as he was now as he told her to abort the baby.

Her heart pounded as she explained, “I might have eaten something bad. Let me grab some rest, and then I will be all right.”

Lance frowned. It was hard to tell if he was suspicious.

In her nervousness, she bit her lip and shouted, “It hurts.”

Lance unfolded her palm. In her fair-skinned and tender palm, there were a few scratches, which were

shocking.

He frowned. “You didn’t dress the wounds?”

Yvette didn’t know there were scratches on her palm. She should have had the scratches when she fell in the daytime. Then at the thought of what happened back then, Yvette was low again.

Noticing she was pale, Lance carried her up by the waist and placed her on the sofa. Then he brought the

medicine box over.

Half kneeling, Lance cleaned her wounds gently.

“You should have dodged me.”

Yvette was speechless, thinking, he, who shoved me, is blaming me for my fall!

And he is saying it very righteously.

Lance took the alcohol wipes and wiped the wounds gently. The way he looked down struck people as sweet.

It was just something everyone would do. And yet he managed to make people mesmerized by him

effortlessly.

The stinging pain caused by the alcohol reduced Yvette to tears. She bit her lips, thinking, I should toughen myself up a bit. Those are just minor injuries.

But for some reason, she wanted to cry.

Therefore, Yvette bit her lower lip tightly so as to fight back the tears.

Right now, she wanted to ask Lance badly whether he had ever loved her or not.

But then again, she was concerned about getting an unacceptable answer.

Lance looked up and saw that her lips were broken due to her bite. The bright red blood lit up Yvette’s face,

making her look dazzling.

He pinched her chin and ordered, “Stop biting.”

Yvette was a bit embarrassed with tears in her eyes. Therefore, she hid her emotions and said, “It hurts.”

With her chin pinched, her voice sounded muffled. Meanwhile, the tip of her nose was red, and tears

overflowed.

Right now, she looked just like a rose wet with dew in the night, fragile and delicate.

Lance found the scene heart-wrenching.

Therefore, he tightened his grip on her chin and kissed her abruptly.

As Lance pressed down, he blocked the light in front of Yvette.

The kiss came like a storm, with him sucking her broken lips fiercely, making her feel even more painful.

With her heart pounding. Yvette hurried to reach out her hand at his chest and push him away in a panic.

She was annoyed. Why did he kiss her now?

With a slew of questions on her mind, Yvette was a mess.

However, Lance did it anyway. He had always been extremely aggressive when he was intimate with Yvette.

He grabbed her hand to stop it from resisting and sank both him and her deep into the soft sofa, confining

her. Then he bit the corner of her lips gently. Every move he made, he drove Yvette crazy, unable to think of

anything else.

Yvette was resigned to it.

Lance knew exactly how to tease her. As he pinched her chin, he kept biting and sucking her gently, melting

Yvette into a puddle of water and making her moan with pleasure.

At that moment, someone’s phone vibrated, ruining the vibe in the room.

It was Lance’s phone, which was on the table. But Lance did not look at it. Instead, he held her face and

kissed her even more deeply and heavily.

Yvette’s eyes were red. But then she saw Yazmin’s name flashing on the screen of Lance’s phone. Yvette’s body turned cold right away. She wasn’t mesmerized anymore.

She pushed hard, but Lance did not move.

Sensing that her body was cooling down, Lance stopped but did not release her.