Ivana Bennett felt Lucas Walker’s fingers glide over her skin, a buzzing sound reverberated in her mind, instinctively she wanted to clamp her legs together.
But to no avail, the chains on her ankles remained unbroken, her legs didn’t have the strength to clamp together, she could only try to draw her knees closer together.
It looked like an action of reluctant welcoming.
Lifting her head forcefully, Ivana glared at Lucas Walker.
“Lucas Walker, what are you doing?!”
Seeing the hidden panic and shyness on Ivana’s face, a smile flashed through Lucas’s eyes.
He thought she was fearless, but apparently, there were things that scared her too.
“What are you doing?”
Lucas firmly gripped her small leg and gave it a slight pull, spreading her folded legs apart again.
Damn it, this devil, he knew he couldn’t be trusted!
“Lucas Walker, dare to touch me again, and I will return twice the favor,” Ivana roared threateningly.
Seeing her blushing furiously, Lucas couldn’t help but laugh.
With a gleaming smile, he looked mischievous and unrestrained.
“Really?
Tonight I sleep with you, tomorrow night feel free to sleep with me, remember to make it double!”
Ivana almost crushed her silver teeth, “Oh, you want me to sleep with you?
Remember, clean yourself thoroughly.
I will prepare cucumber, eggplant, and banana for you!”
Lucas didn’t respond, he just gently held her knee, carefully cleaned her body, and then extended his hand smeared with ointment, to apply the medicine to her.
Of course, he wouldn’t let Ivana off so easily.
An act that could have been done in a couple of seconds, Lucas deliberately took his time.
His fingers smeared with ointment, sporadically grazed her delicate skin…
Every now and then he would look up at her.
Ivana felt the coolness of his fingers and realized that he was applying ointment to her.
But, later Lucas’s actions were far beyond just applying ointment.
She knew he was doing it on purpose, she gritted her teeth, looking at the ceiling.
Confronted with the extravagant European crystal chandelier, she tried hard not to think about his fingers.
Why doesn’t the chandelier fall and smash his face?!
Was that little black dot in the corner a spider?
…
She was calm at first, gradually her breath quickened, her heart rate elevated, her face flushed.
The devil Lucas Walker, she wished to geld him, fissure his flower, make him beg for mercy…
She cursed in her heart but couldn’t control her heartbeat or her breath.
Lucas looked at her flushed face, his breath inadvertently thickening as well.
He didn’t really want to touch her tonight, but when he was bathing her, she looked too adorable and tempting…
just like now, he was barely holding himself back.
He wanted to tease her, but almost got himself burned, Lucas quickly withdrew his fingers, pulled a thin quilt over her body.
Her body was ultimately too immature, he couldn’t indulge too much.
Ivana inwardly breathed a sigh of relief, if it continued any longer, she would lose control.
He climbed down from the bed, then grabbed her ankle again, typed in the password to unlock the shackles, and wore her prepared lace stockings on her leg.
Then, he moved to the other leg, carefully pulling it up.
As he dressed her, Ivana didn’t move, she just let him.
But she was quickly taking note of her surroundings, there was nothing within reach, nothing on the cabinet beside her.
Perhaps, she could seize a chain, and strangle him…