Contract Marriage: My Sweet Bossy Wife novel Chapter 309

　　Lorenzo could not have imagined that Jessica would be astonishing when she took off her mask.

　　But why is she sleeping in her own bed?

　　Could it be that each of his previous encounters with her was intentional on Jessica's part?

　　Lorenzo has seen many women who have gone to great lengths to get close to him, but it is unprecedented to see one as bold as Jessica.

　　He raised his big hand and gently landed on Jessica's delicate skin, plain looking, not powdered, cherry lips pink like jelly, her body emitting a natural fragrance.

　　Lorenzo's hand used a slight amount of force and her delicate skin quickly receded to blood, returning to redness the moment her hand was released.

　　The heart of his heart is a bit hot, muscle lines tense, but inexplicably a desire to destroy a good feeling, Lorenzo suddenly lowered the handsome face, sealed with a kiss.

　　"Well ......"

　　Jessica slept extraordinarily well, and felt in a trance that her breathing was becoming more and more difficult, and there seemed to be something heavy pressing on her body, even her arms seemed to be imprisoned.

　　She woke up because her breath was stifled, and the moment she opened her eyes, an excessively handsome face was close to hers.

　　It was Lorenzo kissing her!

　　Surprisingly, it's Lorenzo!

　　Jessica's mind buzzed, her mind went blank, and she found her hands confined tightly above her head by one of Lorenzo's large hands.

　　"Well ...... let ...... go ...... me ah ......"

　　Jessica took a good deal of effort to say a few words, her little face flushed through.

　　"Finally not pretending to be asleep, huh?"

　　Lorenzo's breath was hot, hot against Jessica's delicate skin, his chest rose and fell violently, his other large hand clutched the edge of the towel, as long as he pulled with a slight force ......

　　The delicate body in his arms made Lorenzo's blood boil, and he did his best to hold back.

　　"I ...... I didn't think so ...... you get up and talk first ......"

　　Jessica's mind was still reeling. She had been sleeping for a long time and Lorenzo had barged in.

　　"Nothing?"

　　"Not pretending to sleep, or not trying to seduce me, huh?"

　　Lorenzo's voice was extraordinarily low and husky, the bruises on the back of his hands bulging.

　　"Bathing and dressing in my room, no ...... you directly wrapped a circle of bath towel and dare to lie on my bed, quite bold, tell me, what do you intend to do?"

　　In his room?

　　Available Housekeeper Ela is not ......

　　Jessica smiled slightly frozen, half a day from the reaction, this must be the grandmother's instructions, no wonder she looked at Housekeeper Ela's expression a little wrong.

　　"Year ...... Mr. Fletcher, please let go of me, this is really a misunderstanding, I didn't mean to break into your room."

　　Jessica is eager to defend herself; she doesn't want Lorenzo to misunderstand her as a woman who is not trifling.

　　"Oh, yeah? A misunderstanding?"

　　Lorenzo stood tall, his eyes gazing at Jessica, raising his eyebrows slightly.

　　"How was it a misunderstanding? I'd be curious."

　　"I am the old Mrs. Fletcher's nutritional conditioner and a medical student, and I received your offer today, so I came to work."

　　Jessica spoke up.

　　"You have quite a lot of little minds, we met so many times, from the street to Denton's bar, to the villa, you took every step, even the pets I kept, and now you have the audacity to climb into my bed."