Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 26

Secretary's Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 26 She Is So Fascinating

Yvette had just put one foot into the slippers and the other was still paused in the air.

Hearing this, she sat back on the bed in a second and said dryly with a smile, "I didn't."

Lance raised his eyebrows and called out her name, "Yvette?"

His voice was unusually gentle.

Yvette, however, knew that the gentler he looked, the deeper the ruthlessness hidden behind his handsome face, and the more dangerous he would be.

She widened her eyes and looked at him.

Lance forced a smile and chuckled. "I'm not that bad, right?"

It had been two years, but he was still unable to change this ungrateful woman.

All of a sudden, Lance didn't want to hear her answer. He pulled her into his arms.

Then, he grabbed her wrist to draw his jaw. There were still shallow teeth marks on his jaw. He said in a low voice, "What a little pup. You are so fierce."

His voice was magnified in the middle of the night and it sounded exceptionally sexy.

Lance leaned closer and bit her ear, his voice was hoarse. "If someone laughs at me tomorrow, I will let you

know the consequences."

Yvette felt her heart skip a beat. This rare intimacy made her feel strange. She reached out to push him away,

but she couldn't.

Lance said in a deep voice as if he was gritting his teeth. "Don't move. Lay down and sleep."

Yvette didn't know if it was her illusion, but there seemed to be a trace of exhaustion and grievance in his

tone.

Lance gently placed his hand on her waist. Through a layer of fabric, the warmth on his palm spread to her limbs and bones, causing her to slightly tremble.

Yvette's heart was pounding. Afraid of being discovered by him, she could only endure it with all her might.

Behind her, Lance pinched her waist gently and said, "Why are you so tense? I told you I wouldn't fuck you tonight."

Yvette was speechless. Did he have to be so straightforward?

Lance hugged her from behind. They were not so close, but Yvette could still feel the warmth.

It felt so comfortable.

Yvette easily felt cold. In the past, during the winter, she would always stay in Lance's arms.

It was early autumn now, and she did not know if she could adapt this winter without Lance.

Yvette fell into a deep sleep very quickly, probably because she was too tired.

She was facing him when she slept. Her hair scattered on the bed, revealing her small and delicate earlobe. She looked quite sexy like this.

Lance suddenly felt his throat tighten and wanted to kiss her. He wanted to start from her earlobe, and then go down to kiss every part of her body.

He found that his desire for her had never dissipated, but only grew more.

This woman was so fascinating that she was like poison to him.

Lance thought of himself, who had rushed back in a hurry because he was worried that she would be scared.

of the heavy rain.

He did not expect him to be so irrational.

Lance's eyes darkened, and his sexual desire slowly disappeared.

The next morning.

The sunlight gently shone through the window.

Yvette woke up and lazily raised her hand to stretch. However, her elbow was against someone's chest. Yvette was confused.

Her mind was blank now. When she looked down, she found that her legs clung to Lance's long leg.

Yvette reacted and wanted to sit up, but was pulled back by Lance.

Behind her was a hot body and there was still a large hand at her waist.

Yvette froze for a few seconds before she remembered that she was in Serenity Villa, so it was normal for Lance to share a bed with her.

"Did you sleep well?" Lance's voice was hoarse because he had just woken up.

"Yes, not bad."

Lance buried his face in her neck and said in a muffled voice, "But I didn't sleep well."

Yvette moved a little, trying to stay away from Lance, but was stopped by Lance in the next second.

"Don't move."

Yvette trembled and she was about to cry.

Because she could feel what Lance was doing behind her.

She was so scared that she dared not move.

For a while, there was no movement behind.

Yvette felt his fingertips gently draw circles on her arm Trembling, she asked, "Are. Are you done?"

"What do you think?" Lance propped his head up with his arms and looked at her with interest.

"Maybe." Yvette had no time to think it through. After all, they hadn't been together for a long time. It was quite embarrassing to encounter such a thing in the early morning.

"Yve." Lance reached out to brush away the hair on her neck. He played with her earlobe with his slender and beautiful fingers, his voice was deep and low. "When have I been so fast?" Yvette blushed, and even her ears turned completely red.

Lance admired the red earlobe between his fingers. His lips gently curled up as he said unhurriedly, "What do

you think? Are you going to help me with that?"

Yvette was lost for words.

Why did he suddenly be so talkative?

Yvette shrunk backward and said with precaution, "I need to get up now."

Lance did not stop her. Once he loosened his grip, Yvette ran to the bathroom instantly.

Yvette stayed in the bathroom for a while before coming out. Lance had left.

She breathed a sigh of relief. Since she had occupied this bathroom, Lance should have gone to another

room to take a shower.

And now it was almost eight o'clock. Lance should go to work after taking a shower.

Yvette called Mary, trying to ask her to help her bathe.

Mary responded downstairs and said she would come up immediately.

Yvette was embarrassed to trouble Mary, but she had no choice. After she poured the water into the bath,

she took off her pajamas and slid into the bathtub.

Soon, the door to the bathroom was pushed open.

Yvette was still soaking in the water. She stretched out one hand outside the bathtub and rested on a bath towel to prevent touching the water.

Without turning her head, she said softly, "Mary, I'm almost done. Could you help me wipe my body?"

After waiting for a while, there was still no response. Yvette looked up and saw a tall and slender man through the glass. He folded his arms in front of his chest and looked at her with interest. "You... What are you..." Yvette blushed. She tried to cover herself, but she couldn't. There was nothing besides

the bathtub.

Lance stood at the door and raised his eyebrows. "Mary went out to fetch something and she asked me to do

it for her."

"Get out!" Yvette was anxious.

"Are you sure?" Lance still stood at the door, acting like a gentleman.

Mary was not going to come back for a while, and Yvette could not stay in the bathtub all the time. She

would have a fever if the water cooled down.

At that time, if the wound on her hand got worse, she would need to have injections. She could not take

medicine.

Yvette had no choice but to bite her lips and say, "Then you have to look away!"

Lance walked in, well-dressed.

"Why are you being so shy? I've already seen every part of your body," he said and chuckled.

Yvette was so embarrassed that she retorted in a low voice, "How can you be so shameless?"

She couldn't understand him. Yesterday, he was so angry, but now, he didn't seem to be the same person he

was.

He was flirting with her and making fun of her.

Lance saw her nakedness under the clear water.

Lance narrowed his eyes. The way he looked down at her as if he was appreciating a piece of work.

Yvette was anxious, and her face was red. "You... Close your eyes."

"Alright." Lance smiled. He bent down and scooped her up from the water. When he put her down to the ground, Yvette lost her balance and fell into his arms.

The clothes he had just put on were all wet.

Yvette was very embarrassed. Lance took a bath towel and wrapped it around her. He whispered, "You should compensate me later."

Yvette didn't understand what he meant and asked, "How?"

The next second, Lance lifted her up and made her sit on the sink.

Yvette widened her eyes. The next second, Lance had already sealed her lips with his.

Her words were all sealed by Lance's lips.

She could vaguely hear him say, "That's how you compensate me."