Chapter 4 Sooner Or Later You will love My Pervert


    As for his bossiness and aggressiveness, I was a little powerless. I wanted to reach out to cover my


    shirt, but that infuriated him instead. With a "swoosh" my entire shirt was ripped into a vacuumed state


    I was shocked and loudly cursed Vincent''s shameless behavior. "Are you sick? How can I go home


    "Going home? Who said I would let you go tonight?" Vincent''s thin and cold lips curved slightly, and a


    breathtakingly wicked smile appeared. In my opinion, that smile resembled that of a devil.


    I lied to Christopher and said I will be working overtime. If I didn''t go back tonight, he would definitely


    be suspicious.


    Damn Vincent. Did he do it on purpose?


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    "Vincent, you son of a b*tch, I will not do it. Let me go home!" I started to struggle furiously, but my


    physical strength was much stronger than mine, and I had no intention of letting him go in the first


    ce. No matter how hard I tried, my body could not break free.


    Vincent took advantage of the situation to suddenly break my desperately wriggling legs and separated


    them wide, then deftly mped my legs to his waist. His left hand supported the bed while his right


    poked restlessly at my bottom.


    "Let you go home? Look, you''re enjoying it." Vincent was different from Christopher in that he was a


    man having slept with countless women. He knew a lot about sex. He was also the one who could stir


    up the lust of any woman. Even I couldn''t help under his flirt of words and actions.


    "If you want to do it, do it. Hurry up, I am going home!" Although Vincent did his best to flirt with and


    caress me, I only think about Vincent. Even though I used to have feelings for Christopher, the moment


    I thought of him, my deep guilt immediately upied my heart. It made me not want to cater to the man


    on top of me.


    Vincent was trying his best just to make me focuse on him, but I only react coldly to him. His body went


    stiff and he went in without signs.


    I screamed in pain, but before I had time to react, he had begun to f*ck me ferociously. His action was


    very desperate and full of punishment.


    Compared with the brutalityst time, this time was simply a cruel torture!


    Although the hotel''s air conditioning was very strong, I broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain


    Vincent caused. Vincent looked down at my tortured gaze and unconsciouslyughed.


    "Does it hurt? The pain is right. Only in this way can you remember who wants you."


    I desperately pushed his constantly invading body away from me, which made Vincent unhappy. He


    raised his head, slightly frowned and said angrily, "You''re naughty!"


    After that, he reached out and grabbed my waist skillfully and suddenly turned my whole body over.


    I knew that he was deliberately torturing me, I said to him sadly, "Let me go. I don''t want you to meet


    again!"


    "Do you think it is possible?" Vincentughed coldly. He suddenly reached out his hand and pulled my


    head over, forcing me to look at his face, which made me scared. "Jasmine, you are mine. You can


    only be mine, understand?"