Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 388 She Will Get Pregnant With His Baby

Chapter 388: Chapter 388 She Will Get Pregnant With His Baby

Juliette reclined on the bed and ordered, "Massage my head."

Jovanny obediently squatted down.

He was a burly man, and he massaged Juliette’s head gently.

Although Jovanny was born in Shadow Island, he was tidy, which was unusual for a Man of Sacrifice.

He was always clean and refreshing, and he had no smell of stinky sweat.

Moreover, he was hairy, which made him look very masculine.

After being massaged for a while, Juliette felt unsatisfied. She needed more.

She had a strong desire recently, and she wondered if it was because of the hormone.

Juliette opened her red lips slightly as she looked at Jovanny and hinted, "Go down a little."

Jovanny instantly understood. He moved his rough hands to her collarbone and massaged downward.

Juliette got turned on under his calloused hands.

She narrowed her eyes and panted softly, "Harder..."

Jovanny’s eyes deepened. Looking at the seductive woman, he was burning with desire.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Ms. Beckford... Do you want..."

Juliette was not sober at the moment and groaned involuntarily.

Jovanny thought she agreed, and his dark eyes shone with infatuation. He abruptly lowered his head...

"Ouch..."

Juliette could not help biting her lips and groaning softly.

Suddenly, she grew angry and raised her hand.

Slap!

A loud slap landed on Jovanny’s face.

Juliette looked at the red mark on her fair chest and said, "What a lowly thing! Who allowed you to kiss me?"

Jovanny seemed to wake up from a dream, and he turned pale.

Before Juliette said anything else, he knelt on the ground and started to slap himself.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

Jovanny gave himself dozens of slaps on the face.

He hit himself hard without hesitation.

Jovanny couldn’t believe he had made such an offensive move. He seemed to have been bewitched.

He loved cleanness. He wanted to have a taste of women, but he only liked Juliette.

When Jovanny was working in Dark Alley, many dirty women tried to seduce him, but he was not tempted. Instead, he wanted to snap those women’s necks.

They were dirty, very dirty.

However, Juliette was different. She was fair and slender. She had a fragrance of an elegant lady from the city.

She was completely different from the women Jovanny had met before.

He fell in love with the fairylike woman at first sight.

Jovanny did not expect Juliette to be so kind as to ask him to massage her. Every time when she was satisfied, she asked him to solve his problem, and he went to the bathroom and took a shower to stifle his desire.

Jovanny would never go out to find a woman.

He knew that Juliette loved cleanness. If he slept with women outside, she would not let him massage her.

Jovanny kept slapping himself in the room.

Juliette saw that Jovanny was ruthless to himself.

Her mouth was swollen, and his lips were cut by the teeth and bled. He looked miserable.

Juliette felt better.

How could the dirty lowly man disobey her?

He dared to kiss her this time, and he might dare to do more next time.

What a lowly thing! He didn’t deserve her!

If Jovanny hadn’t been useful, Juliette would have asked him to die.

"Alright."

Juliette slowly stopped Jovanny and slipped one foot into a block-heeled shoe.

Jovanny knew what she was about to do, so he quickly put his palms on the ground to greet Juliette’s shoe.

Juliette stepped on his palm fiercely in her block-heeled shoe.

She felt better by torturing him.

Juliette recalled that Jovanny bit her hungrily just now. The sharp pain felt good.

However, she did not want to leave any marks on her body.

She had known long ago how to remain a virgin when making herself happy.

Juliette said sternly, "Remember, you will always be a servant crawling at my feet. A servant should listen to his owner. You can’t have your own thoughts. Do you get it?"

Jovanny’s mouth was bleeding, and it hurt when he talked. However, he straightened his back and replied on his knees. "I got it, Ms. Beckford."

Juliette thought of something and asked coldly, "Have you inquired about Yazmin?"

"Yes, she’s getting medical treatment there. She will be sentenced next month."

Juliette nodded. "Have you warned her to be careful with what she says?"

"Yes. When I was going to cut her tongue, she broke down. She’s crazy now."

Jovanny had done it in the hospital. He sneaked in late at night and directly pulled out Yazmin’s tongue, which bled under the knife.

He threatened her not to say what she should not say. Yazmin was so scared that she wet her pants. She went crazy.

If she was really crazy, it was good for her. She could live for a few more days.

Juliette did not care about Yazmin. She only wanted to know if Yazmin would get her involved.

In fact, she did not want Yazmin to die. Juliette wanted to make full use of Yazmin before the latter died.

Yazmin’s death should be worthy.

Juliette stepped hard on Jovanny’s hand and cursed, "Get out!"

Jovanny didn’t seem to feel the pain. The torture didn’t change the infatuation in his eyes.

He stood up and respectfully retreated.

Juliette never doubted Jovanny’s loyalty. Otherwise, she would not have chosen him to serve her.

Moreover, Jovanny was handsome. He looked attractive with his dark skin. He was a wild and rough man.

If he had a different identity, Juliette might admire him.

It was a pity that Jovanny was born to be lowly. He could only be her servant.

Juliette got up and went to the mirror. She slowly lifted up her clothes and looked at her fair belly.

She pretended to be pregnant and walked with her hands on her belly.

After taking a few steps, Juliette narrowed her eyes at herself in the mirror. She looked gloomy and sinister.

She had made all the preparations.

This time, she would get pregnant with Lance’s baby.

Lance will be hers forever...

Forever!

...

The next day.

It was the weekend.

Yvette had breakfast with Belle at home.

When the table was laid, the doorbell rang.

Before Kamila went to open the door, Belle jumped off the chair and ran to the door.

When Yvette was wondering what was going on, she saw Lance entering the room with Belle in his arms.

Seeing that Yvette didn’t look happy, Isabel quickly reacted and pleaded with her mother.

"Mommy, I called Daddy and asked him to come here. Can I have breakfast with him?"

Yvette and Lance agreed that they wouldn’t bicker or reveal any negative emotions in front of Belle.

Therefore, Yvette smiled and said gently, "Yes, Belle."

Belle stayed in Lance’s arms and extended her arms to wrap Yvette’s neck, kissing her loudly.

Belle said in a sweet and soft voice, "Mommy, I love you so much!"

She pulled the two of them closer.

Yvette raised her head and accidentally knocked Lance’s chin.

Lance anxiously reached out to touch Yvette’s head with eager eyes and said in a deep voice, "Does it hurt?"

Belle commanded in Lance’s arms, "Daddy, kiss Mommy. Every time Mommy kisses me, I don’t feel the pain anymore."

Yvette was speechless.

A silence fell upon the room.

When Belle saw that Lance didn’t move, she got anxious.

She thought her daddy was stupid.

"Kiss her. Daddy, please kiss Mommy."

Under Belle’s eager gaze, Lance lowered his head quietly with deep eyes.