Her scent was unique, like flowers blooming in spring, fresh and natural.
Whenever he got close to her, he would react.
Joan Harry avoided him: "Go out, I want to sleep."
"Sleep? Are you inviting ?" Jesse Rowan pressed forward, his body against Joan Harry’s.
Joan Harry retreated step by step until she backed into a corner, with no way out.
Her back against the cold wall, she looked at Jesse Rowan with despair.
The man before her... still looked quite young, his fair face bearing a mischievous look, his eyebrows slightly raised, his eyes gleaming with an inscrutable luster.
Though he was two years younger than her, the disparity in strength between n and won was large; she was no match for him.
Jesse Rowan pressed her against the wall, leaned down, and kissed her neck.
She had just taken a shower, carrying the scent of her body wash around her neck, a fragrance potent enough to trigger every nerve in a man.
It was as if there was a tight string inside Jesse Rowan, tense and ready to strike.
"Jesse Rowan, you have plenty of won outside, there’s no need to waste ti here with ." Joan Harry frowned, disgustedly avoiding him.
"What? I lent your dad 500,000 yuan, so it’s not okay for to spend a night?" Jesse Rowan’s breathing grew erratic.
Combined with the effect of red wine, his eyes now held dangerous ssages.
Joan Harry’s heart skipped a beat, staring at him in disbelief.
What did he say?
Joan Harry clenched her fists until her knuckles turned white.
Her face turned pale, as white as paper, void of color.
She and those other won Jesse Rowan saw were the sa; the only difference being her better background raised his price.
He had lent her father 500,000 yuan, a large sum, even the daily interest was a lot.
Initially in a defiant stance, she gradually softened.
She stopped struggling.
Jesse Rowan kissed her, and she didn’t avoid it.
Her entire being let him manipulate her.
Jesse Rowan never enjoyed guessing a woman’s thoughts; in his eyes, there was nothing intriguing to guess about won’s thoughts.
Moreover, having many won, it would exhaust him to guess each one’s mind.
Seeing Joan Harry capitulate, he was naturally happy.
His kiss beca more forceful and joyful.
Joan Harry closed her eyes, not wanting to see him.
Jesse Rowan’s burning hands slid down her shoulders, pulling off her nightgown.
The sound of rain mumbling outside could be heard, it had been falling all day without pause.
She sat idly at Koi Garden all day, doing nothing. Her original plan to study abroad was delayed because of the Harry Family and Jesse Rowan.
One delay, and she didn’t know if she could ever go to Cibridge in her life.
Before the year, she seed to still be Miss Harry, the center of attention.
After the year, everything changed.
Jesse Rowan carried her to the bed.
Perhaps because he hadn’t touched her for several days, he was especially keen, and the foreplay was sufficient.
Joan Harry admitted, this man was a master of seduction, very skilled.
With him, except the first ti was painful, he had never shortchanged her in this regard on other occasions.
Joan Harry closed her eyes, unwilling to see him, even in such monts.
He made it clear, he lent money to the Harry Family, and she had to sleep with him in return.
Jesse Rowan was young and physically strong.
He exerted his energy to ravage Joan Harry.
However, this woman was uncooperative, looking unhappy.
Jesse Rowan exerted more force: "Not happy to sleep with ?"
"There’s nothing to be happy or unhappy about, just go to another room when you are done."
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