Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

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Chapter 1385 You Will Be Sexually Comfortable Later

Zane nodded, not telling her that there was a restroom inside the private room. Instead, he followed her outside.

Beryl knew her way around and found an empty restroom. She turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on

her face, trying to sober up, but it had little effect.

The alcohol must have been strong, judging from the burning sensation coursing through her body.

No, she couldn't stay any longer; otherwise, she would end up passing out later.

She had to get back home before completely losing her senses.

As for Marcellus... Beryl frowned, thinking that he was probably too happy to hear her explanation. Perhaps her

presence had already spoiled his mood.

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Beryl stood there for a while, then turned off the tap. As she prepared to leave Red Cauldron directly, she suddenly

saw a tall figure standing behind her.

"Oh, my God!" She screamed and took a step back, with her waist against the edge of the pool, "Why, why are you

in the ladies' room?"

In response, Zane unbuttoned his collar and approached her, saying, "I was worried, of course, so I came to find

you."

As he spoke, he came closer, almost brushing his chest against her shoulder. Beryl raised her hand to push him

away, but before she could, he caught her hand and restrained her, saying, "Don't move, baby. You were so well-

behaved in the private room just now."

Beryl widened her eyes, meeting his leering gaze, suddenly realizing something. She struggled frantically, "Let go of

me...!"

Zane directly pulled out the tie and tied her hands. His free hands covered her mouth tightly, "Don't scream. You'll

be sexually comfortable later."

Saying that, he forcefully pulled her into one of the stalls, the narrow space filled with a sense of oppression and

invasion.

Realizing what was about to happen, her face turned pale, and she shook her head, desperately pleading, hoping to

awaken some conscience in him.

Unfortunately, he didn't.

Zane had no intention of stopping. Looking at the girl's flushed eyes and her terrified expression, he was used to

having others submit to him, but at this moment, he found an unprecedented desire to conquer her.

He increased his strength, almost as if trying to crush her face, not flinching when he saw her head hit the door

panel. He roughly tore open her collar.

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A large area of skin was exposed to the air, just as smooth and tender as he had anticipated, like peeled chicken

eggs.

If one had to point out the biggest difference between this girl and others, it would probably be that she not only

appeared clean but truly was clean, clean enough to make people want to leave something on her, clean enough to

make people want to defile her.

The man's hot lips pressed against her collarbone, and Beryl froze. She was completely under his control, unable to

shout or move, like a fish on a chopping board, just allowing him to take and take.

One ambiguous trace after another appeared before her eyes, starting from her collarbone and moving downward.

His hands quietly climbed up her back, skillfully unfastening her bra in a matter of seconds...