My dear lawyer novel Chapter 75

The man didn't give her time to think at all.

Vivian regretted choosing to wear a skirt today, now it was convenient for him to do 'something'.

"William, don't put your hands there." Vivian couldn't help exclaiming.

Goddamn, the man took off her…

William's long finger was hanging on her veil, and his deep eyes were full of doubts.

When Vivian saw a handsome man who was just staring at her veil, she felt that she was going to be crazy. Her voice was just squeezed out of her teeth, "William, how dare you to see it again???"

She really wanted to cry. This new lingerie was given by Selina. She used to store it at the bottom of a suitcase but today she washed all her clothes. She found that she didn't have any clothes, so she had to take it out for emergency.

Then William came.

"So you went out in two strings today." There was a tinge of danger in his hoarse voice.

Thinking that Vivian had been wearing this thing for a whole day, which could not even count as cloth, he was very angry.

"No, no, I have leggings! Don't you know? "

She was really afraid of the way he tortured her. Although she was unwilling, she replied honestly.

William's dark eyes flashed and said faintly, "I don't believe it."

"..." Vivian almost roared.

It was just that the man on her didn't give her a chance at all.

The domineering man came over and didn't allow her to flinch. While she was in a daze, his slender thighs squeezed into her legs.

Vivian took a breath of cool air and stared at the man angrily. Is he a barbarian? How can he come in without saying a word?

William also seemed to be not very well, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He leaned against her ear and said, "Relax, do you want to protest in this way?"

Vivian was nervous and her leg clamped tightly.

William seemed to have received the signal, regardless of anything and started the action, "I respect your feelings."

"Ah…" Vivian wanted to cry. Her hands were tied by him and she couldn't get rid of the man.

She didn't know if William was really angry, or if he just wanted to torture her.

With the prop of the sofa, Vivian posed in various positions. Sometimes, she had to press the sofa with her elbow, sometimes she had to lie on the cushion, sometimes she had to sit on his leg.

"William, be gentle..."

At last, Vivian's voice became hoarse and weak. She didn't know how many times she had cried. Unfortunately, the men was like tireless machines. He attacked and attacked again.

Vivian was like grass in the wind and rain. She was leaning around and had no attachment. She could only passively bear the joy that would drown her.

Sleepless all night.

When the Sun rose, Vivian woke up from her bed and found that she had returned to her bedroom, but the place beside her was already empty.

The dazzling sunlight refracted in through the curtain, falling on her fingertips, which was like starlight jumping in her hands.

Vivian looked a little distracted, and suddenly she sighed. She was like a corpse staring at the ceiling.

He had come to see her several times in the evening. In the end, there were only two results.

Either she succeeded in pissing him off, or she sacrificed her body.

The more so, the more confused she was.