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Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 338

Monique’s body stiffened. Her mind went blank. She asked confusingly, “How did you get in here?”

She stood in front of him with her slender figure. Her wet hair was stuck to her face, and the crystal clear water droplets fell from the tips of her hair onto her delicate collarbone.

His throat tightened as he walked in with his long legs and lifted her up. His breath was heavy, “What do you think?”

Monique did not know how she should react because she knew what was going to happen next.

She was dumbfounded in his arms. Her body was trembling regardless if it was because of the cold, fear or nervousness.

Her nervousness could have affected him. He seemed to be a little nervous too. He asked in his low-pitched voice with a smile. “Are you still scared?”

Although he was asking her gently, it brought Monique’s thoughts back to the past.

Both occasions were accidents. She lost her conscience after she was intoxicated.

‘Damn it! I did not know what’s going on the previous two times.’

Monique said to herself. She wanted to say it out but for some unknown reason she opened her mouth yet the words couldn’t seem to come out.

At that moment, Henry had put her on the bed. Her waist was exposed in front of his eyes. She felt comfortable being held by him. She was drunk on the past two previous occasions. This time she did so willingly.

She was just too young to know how to cater to his needs, which was also another reason that made her look more attractive.

Henry pulled off the pajamas on him. Monique stared blankly at the exquisite sculpture-like face in front of her. Every inch of his body seemed to be a masterpiece, his sexy collarbone and smooth skin.

A pair of dark eyes was very seductively staring at her, as if her soul could be absorbed by one look.

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