Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 692

Chapter 692

Queenie sat right on Arielle's waist, making the latter unable to stand up.

The next moment, Queenie cast a glare at Donovan. "What're you staring at? Close the door now!".

Donovan widened his eyes in bewilderment. "What you're doing is illegal..."

"Illegal? Hahaha!" Queenie could not believe her ears. "So if she didn't replace out, it wouldn't be illegal then?"

I'm doing him a great favor. But even at this moment, he's still trying to act nobly. What a hypocrite!

"Donovan, there's no turning back for us now! Tie her up! If she escapes, both of us will be doomed!" Queenie started threatening Donovan.

Donovan paled in fright upon hearing that. Under Queenie's continuous urging, he bit his lips and immediately found a rope.

Queenie's right. There's no turning back for me the moment I put on that perfume. Since I've got nothing to lose, I might as well put it all in and try to have Arielle! After I managed to sleep with her, she could only listen to me. After all, who would have thought that I would rape my student? They would even though she was the one seducing me. After all, we're in her house. They would think she is the one who let me in.

Arielle tried to flee, but as a doctor, Queenie knows well about the human body. Even though Arielle was

strong, she could not exert any strength as Queenie had gotten hold of the power points on her body.

"Please stop struggling. A good woman shouldn't be so violent." Queenie stretched out her hand and gently stroked the scattered hair on Arielle's forehead, observing her face closely.

A natural beauty could wear a potato sack, and they would still be beautiful. Arielle was indeed one of the true beauties

Her face was only as big as a palm, with less flesh on it. It meant that her face would not become saggy quickly even as she aged.

Not only that, her facial features were with a golden ratio. Everyone who had this golden ratio on their face shape was always good-looking regardless of their sexes.

Queenie sneered with displeasure. "The world is truly unfair."

Arielle was enraged and puzzled at the same time upon hearing Queenie's abrupt words.

"Why are you guys doing this? Mr. Baxter, if you don't want me in your class, just tell me. Please let go of me. I'll talk to Mr. Brown tomorrow and have him switch me to the other class. Please let's talk properly."

Donovan bit his lips and sprayed some more perfume on himself. After that, he approached Arielle again.

Then, he used the rope to tie up Arielle's hands and legs while he told Queenie, "You can leave now."

"There's no need to chase me out so fast. I'll wait in the sitting room for the perfume to take effect. I'll leave as soon as the effect kicks in, and I won't interrupt you at all. How does that sound?"? Donovan glanced at Queenie without any expression. He eventually complied with her, and he carried Arielle into the bedroom.

Arielle was still struggling desperately, trying to escape from Donovan's arms.

Disgusted by Donovan's hug, a surge of fear and irritation rose within her heart. "Donovan! Let go of me! What on earth do you want?"