My Beloved Brother Stole My Woman

They were standing by the sofa in the living room, and he grabbed her by the shoulders, trying to push her down onto the sofa.

Xia Wanru was still hurt by his words just now and naturally did not want to give in like this.

Pushing and rejecting with all her might, the more she pushed, the more it stimulated Qiao Sinan's desire to conquer.

She was the captive he conquered, so of course he did not allow her to escape.

"Don't treat me like this, don't!" She cried, crying out, tears flying everywhere.

"Xia Wanru, don't ever think about running away. You said you would stay by my side for the rest of your life. You begged me. I will never allow you to come and go as you please by my side. Leave as you wish!"

He called her name. It was her name, not Qi Luoge.

She could not bear to part with Qiao Sinan. She had always been his. Even if she was humble, even if he did not love her, she could offer herself to him without reservation.