Chapter 635 Viola Won't Lose Herself
Bentley lifted his arms, and both of them were covered in the quilt.
Breenda was still worried and asked, "Mr. McGraw, Viola and Mr. Hobson are next door. If we make too much noise, will they hear us?"
"No, the walls of this hotel are thick. They won't hear us."
"But..."
"Stop talking, OK?" Bentley decisively blocked her lips and kissed her deeply.
"Don't worry. Viola will be tired after a long night. They will probably wake up late. They won't mind."
Breenda didn't ask any more questions and willingly indulged in Bentley's gentleness to be his prey...
...
It was in the next room.
The curtains were tightly closed. Not even a ray of light could sneak into the room to peek at the sweetness in it.
Viola had been "tormented" for more than half a night, and her waist was almost broken. Ormand could not bear to let her go.