The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 1111

Chapter 1111

Only then did the bodyguard react and stare at the woman. 

“I’m sorry, miss. I’ll send you back.”

The expressions that appeared on the woman’s face over the last few seconds were extremely varied and intense.

‘‘I finally got a chance to approach such a young, filthy rich man from Yaramoor, and I just got sent back without even getting to spend time with him?

“And that woman, who is she?’

Xyla walked to the parking lot and was about to open the car door when a figure suddenly pulled her into his arms. She was pressed against the car door before she could react, and her slightly open lips were completely sealed immediately. She struggled as his kiss almost suffocated her. When he jerked his hand away from her body, the buttons of her clothes gave up instantly.

The sudden cold air that brushed across her chest hauled her back to her senses. 

” Have you lost your mind, Yorrick-” Yorrick pinched her by her chin and sealed her lips again. Xyla’s expression changed at once upon hearing the sound of an oncoming car, and her shoulders shuddered. 

“Don’t do this here Yorrick pushed her to a corner behind the wall, a corner that even people driving past the underground parking lot would not be able to see.

To her, every second was torture. It felt like she was being defiled, and the wall behind her was like her fig leaf. She was suffering to break free from the fear as if she was trapped in the deepest abyss of hell.

Although they were both public figures, the person who the public would bring down at the end of the day once they were exposed would always be her instead of him. After all, whenever it came to such an affair, the women would always become the center of controversy.

Hearing her intermittent whimpers right beside his ear, Yorrick felt an inexplicable heaviness deep down as if a barb had pierced his heart. He could not help but become gentler and gentler with his actions.

In the end, Xyla did not even have the strength to cry anymore. Thus, Yorrick carried her back to the guest room from the parking lot.

Her upper body was wrapped in his suit jacket, and only the two of them knew what it looked like underneath the jacket.

He carried her into the bathroom, and Xyla threw his coat on the floor right after he put her down. Her top was torn, so the only thing that she had on was her bra.

Seeing that he stood still and did not even budge, Xyla asked expressionlessly.

 “Do you want to watch me as I take a bath?”

Yorrick chuckled, approached her, propped his hands on the countertop of the sink, and wrapped her in between his arms.