The threat from Abraham Redington struck directly at Molly Wellington’s most vulnerable spot.
He cruelly pinched the girl’s Achilles heel, leaving her no room to resist.
Abraham was right.
He didn’t believe Molly would report him, and she truly dared not take that step.
Indeed, how could she tell her always caring godmother that she not only betrayed her godmother’s protection and Jordan Lancaster, but also had intimate relations with Abraham Redington!
And then there was Daddy, Mother... though Molly Wellington was willful, she knew such an incident would be a massive scandal for both the Wellington and Lancaster families.
It would be a huge blow to the deep friendships between their parents.
Instantly, Molly Wellington revealed a hint of cowardice.
She lifted her tearful almond-shaped eyes, pleadingly looking at Abraham Redington: "You... mustn’t tell."
"Of course." The man curved his lips, smiling coldly.
Yet his slender fingers traveled downward from her lips, softly brushing her neck covered in love bites.
"Just rember, from now on you are mine, don’t ever ntion Jordan Lancaster in front of again. Molly, I promise, I’ll keep your secret for you."
Do you really dislike Brother Charlie that much?
Molly Wellington’s almond-shaped eyes trembled, almost voicing the question from the depths of her heart.
But she imdiately rembered Abraham Redington’s dislike for hearing Brother Charlie’s na and swallowed the words back.
The girl nodded gently, saying: "Okay, I rember."
"Good girl." Abraham was satisfied, his large hand gently caressing her flushed cheek.
Before Molly Wellington, who was still unaccustod to such intimate contact, could shy away, the man’s large hand suddenly pressed against her fragrant shoulder, pushing her entire body backward.
"Ah..." Molly Wellington leaned back on the big bed, uncontrollably letting out a soft cry.
Before she could prop herself up, Abraham’s tall body had already pressed down heavily on her.
The thin quilt that had been covering her heart monts ago was sohow pulled away.
The man lowered his head, burying his face in her snow-white neck, deepening the red love bites he had previously marked.
"Abraham, what are you doing..."
Didn’t it just end a mont ago, why is it starting again?
Molly Wellington’s mind was blank, completely unable to comprehend how things had turned out this way.
"Call Abbie’s big brother..." The man’s hoarse voice ca from her chest.
He warned coldly: "When it’s just the two of us, call him wrong, and there will be punishnt."
Punishnt...
Molly Wellington’s body trembled lightly under his kisses.
She couldn’t understand why Abraham was pressing down on her like this, kissing her neck.
Making her whole body feel numb and tingling, her entire heart seed to be coursed through by electricity — what kind of punishnt was this?
"Fool..." Knowing Molly Wellington just woke up and was still unaware of her body’s condition, Abraham lazily explained to her.
"Neck, collarbone, heart, waist and belly, back... even between your legs, these are my marks. Molly... tell , if soone saw these love bites, what would you do? Is this considered punishnt, hmm?"
Molly Wellington’s mind exploded in an instant.
She hadn’t had a chance to check out her body’s condition since she woke up.
Moreover, the room was dark except for the dim wall lamp at the entrance.
On top of that, she’d never been this close to an opposite sex before.
She didn’t even know love bites could be made this way.
As a child, seeing the strawberries on her mother’s neck and chest, was this from Daddy kissing like that?
At this mont, the girl felt as if she was about to cry with no tears to shed.
She protested with a tearful voice: "Abraham... you’re such a jerk! You’ve stamped all over, how am I supposed to face people!"
[Update complete, see you tomorrow night~]
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