Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 390 Do You Not Like Me at All?

Chapter 390: Chapter 390 Do You Not Like Me at All?

In an instant, Yvette blushed.

She didn’t know whether she was angry or it was just hot inside the room.

She steadied her breath and said lightly, "I’m going out."

Yvette tried her best not to touch Lance, so she moved sideways. But she accidentally tripped over the stool.

About to fall on the closet door, she closed her eyes and shouted in a low voice.

"Ah!"

Her shout suddenly turned into a groan.

Lance reached out one arm and caught her in time.

With a thud, they tripped on the ground.

The most important was...

Yvette’s face hit Lance’s chest.

His lips were almost pressed against his nipple.

Lance hissed, feeling like he was turned on.

"..."

The air was filled with awkwardness.

Yvette lay down and immediately felt his strangeness.

Her face instantly flushed.

At this time, Kamila knocked on the door from outside. "Ms. Lynn, are you alright?"

Just now, she came upstairs to fetch the toy and heard a loud sound. She was worried.

But there was no sound from inside.

"Ms. Lynn, are you inside? I’m going in..."

Yvette almost went crazy.

If Kamila saw this scene, Yvette wouldn’t be able to explain.

She propped up from Lance’s chest. When she bent her knees, she touched something and heard Lance groan again.

Lance grabbed her ankle, his handsome face pale. He said in a hoarse voice, "You want to cripple me?"

Yvette knew where she had kicked.

Her face flushed.

Suddenly, the door lock clicked.

Yvette widened her eyes and said in a low voice, "Let go of my..."

Before she could finish her words, Lance suddenly reached out to grab her waist and dodged into the wardrobe.

The moment the bedroom door opened, the wardrobe door also closed.

The wardrobe was quite large, but after they got in, it became narrow.

Lance’s tall figure made the space even smaller.

Yvette had no choice but to press her face against his neck, almost touching his Adam’s apple.

Under the light, she could see Lance’s sexy Adam’s apple rolling.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Yvette lowered her eyes.

Lance was even more dangerous than the situation outside...

She suddenly regretted hiding with him.

When Kamila saw this, there would be only one moment of awkwardness.

It was better than being stuck here and suffering.

Kamila looked around the bedroom and did not see anyone. She thought she had heard wrong.

Kamila saw clothes scattered on the ground and cleaned up.

Yvette’s back was very stiff. She moved slightly, and her lips touched Lance’s Adam’s apple.

The next second, she felt Lance’s body tremble.

Immediately, like a frightened bird, Yvette took a big step back, but Lance pinched the back of her neck.

"Don’t move." His voice was hoarse. The heat almost sprayed all over Yvette’s ears.

That was her most sensitive spot, and she couldn’t help but tremble.

Lance’s palm was still on her slender waist. So he sensed her trembling.

His eyes deepened as he changed from holding her slender waist to stroking it. He slowly breathed, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Itchy?"

His action brought about a burst of electricity.

Yvette’s ears and waist couldn’t be touched.

She was sensitive.

Yvette seemed to have been shocked by the electricity. She subconsciously wanted to push Lance away. But Lance held her wrist and threatened her in a low voice, "Don’t go out. I don’t want to be seen by others."

Yvette became even angrier.

He dared to shamelessly take off his clothes in front of her, and now he was afraid of being seen.

She glared at him and replied in a low voice, "Don’t touch me."

Lance didn’t say anything, but his eyes were fixed on her.

At this moment, he only hoped that Kamila would stay in the room a little longer, so he could stay with her for a while.

He not only wanted to stay, but also wanted to kiss her, stroke her, and...

However, he was afraid that Yvette would get angry and then never let him get close again.

Therefore, he was careful and didn’t dare to act rashly.

Being stared at by Lance without blinking, Yvette only felt especially uncomfortable as if she was naked.

Finally, she heard the sound of Kamila going out.

Without any hesitation, she intended to go out.

Just as she was about to push the wardrobe door open, there was a humming sound outside.

It was the sound of a vacuum cleaner.

It turned out that Kamila had ordered the servants to come in and clean the ground.

Lance grabbed her back and unexpectedly touched her breast. He pressed it down with his big hand.

The desire that he tried to suppress in his heart was suddenly released.

All the memories of their past intimacy popped out...

Lance’s Adam’s apple rolled, and his voice was filled with desire. "Can I kiss you?"

The air in the wardrobe was thin. Yvette felt like she was lacking in oxygen.

She did not hear what he said.

Lance had lowered his head and kissed her tender lips that he craved for a long time.

After a long while, Yvette finally reacted and pushed him hard with both hands.

Lance held her wrists firmly and pressed them against the wardrobe door. The bang was covered up by the sound of the vacuum cleaner.

Yvette was so angry that she wanted to curse. When her lips were slightly open, Lance got an opportunity to stick his tongue into her mouth.

His long tongue went straight freely as he deepened the kiss.

Yvette’s eyes blinked. She wanted to scold, but she could only moan.

She couldn’t hold down her anger and struggled hard. They rolled out of the wardrobe together.

Lance protected her with all his strength, and he bumped into the corner of the stool. A sharp pain came from his back.

They made a big noise.

Fortunately, the servant who was cleaning the room had left.

Yvette’s cheeks were as red as if they had been burned by fire.

"Bang!"

Lance had just stood up when Yvette slapped him hard.

Yvette angrily said with sharp eyes, "Lance, you are shameless!"

Yvette used all her strength in this slap. Five red fingerprints instantly appeared on Lance’s face.

It was said never to hit someone’s face. Especially a successful man like Lance, he had never been slapped in his entire life.

However, he did not care at all. Instead, he smiled happily.

"Do you want to hit me a few more times to calm yourself down?"

He had put on the shirt he had just taken in. After casually buttoning it, he put the other half of his handsome face closer to Yvette.

"Will you?"

He was so shameless. Yvette was a little helpless and did not want to do as he ordered.

Since she didn’t slap him, the smile in Lance’s eyes deepened as he held Yvette’s hand. "It hurt you to do so, right?"

"Are you crazy? How would that hurt me?"

"You remember that I don’t eat sweet things. You remember my clothes brand. You remember all my habits."

Lance looked at Yvette with his dark eyes and said in a low voice, "Yvette, do you dare to say that you don’t like me at all?"

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