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 later!"

"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?

"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 place. 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 clamped 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 occupied 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 brutality last 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 unconsciously laughed.

"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?" Vincent laughed 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?"