Virginity in second marriages by Angela novel Chapter 869

Magdalene's face paled; she had not expected Cristian to speak to her so frankly, shaming her.

-Cristian, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to use this to ask you to commit to me," she spoke.

The commitment was decided by the elders, and I thought you wanted it at first.

-So you know, don't bother me in the future," Cristian's voice was cold, without any hint of emotion or warmth.

At these words, Magdalene bit her lower lip to death, but her eyes were still red, she thought that at least Cristian would have some pity, but she did not expect him to have no emotion.

At that thought, Magdalene looked up at him.

The light and shadows of the hallway mingled, the tall figure of the man bathed in light, his handsome face growing deeper and deeper, and she did not know if it was lust, but even after rejecting it so coldly, Magdalene still felt Cristian's every word and action tugging at her heart.

-Christian. I know, I know everything you say, so I came to your family today to set the record straight with you too, but people come and go here, can you come in and talk?

He lowered his eyes and gritted his teeth, saying, "I don't want anyone to see.

Cristian tightened his lips and looked into the room behind her, remembering the scene of the day in the office when she had hugged him so violently, and said with disdain: -I think I made myself clear.

-Cristian, but I still want to explain something to you,‖ Magdalene looked up and saw a thin layer of sweat forming on Cristian's forehead, and he removed his shirt collar without a trace, revealing a snow-white shoulder.

By the look of him, the drug should have been slowly kicking in, shouldn't it?

A glimmer of triumph flashed in Magdalene's eyes at the thought.

As soon as the drugs took effect, all she would have to do was seduce him a little, and then things would be much easier. When the two slept together, she would take pictures and send them to Serena herself.

Once Serena got desperate, Cristian would naturally be in her hands.

The more she thought about it, the more Magdalene's satisfaction grew and expanded, filling her eyes and expression.

The sweat that had fallen from Cristian's forehead was building up, and with that he actually felt an uneasy heat rising from his body, and so quickly that at first he thought it was anger because he felt so hot inside at the sight of Magdalene.

But little by little, Cristian realized that something was wrong.

This nameless heat seemed to rise from below and rushed toward his head, soon burning between his eyebrows, when suddenly the woman in front of him revealed a snow-white shoulder.

Magdalene took a step closer to him.

-Cristian, look at me....

Cristian quickly looked away, turned and walked away, and Magdalene anxiously rushed to him and embraced him.

-Don't go, Cristian, can you look at me? Just a look, just a look, I'm no worse than she is. I have everything she has, will you look at me?

Her hands wrapped tightly around his waist and her soft body kept pushing against his.

Although Cristian was aware of what was happening to his body at that moment, his senses were still sharp and instead of being soothed by Magdalene's pressure against him, he felt disgusted.

-Get out!

He angrily scolded her, and the coldness emanating from his body made Magdalene wince, but she soon regained her grip on Cristian's life.

He had only this chance to strike, and he could only succeed, not fail.