My Haughty Billionaire Husband

Chapter 7

"Yes." Before Osanna Benson reacts, Vincent quickly steps on the accelerator and walks away. This time she just wants to escape, but she can't escape.

"Asshole, where are you going to take me? I'll call the police and accuse you of k********g!" Osanna Benson anxiously looks at the starting car, hammering Mark Dawson 's chest.

Mark Dawson impatiently grasps her wrist, calmly takes out his mobile phone.

Are you kidding? Call the police? When the director saw him, he had to bow, not to mention those dead cops.

Osanna Benson is so calm that she doesn't dare to move when she stares at her mobile phone. "Can we talk about it next time? "

Osanna Benson vaguely felt that this person was not easy to be provoked, so she took the initiative to show weakness.

However, Mark Dawson seemed not to have heard . He did not intend to pay any attention to her. He did not speak any more.

He could only sip his lips and sit there like an iceberg, motionless.

After a few minutes, Mark Dawson suddenly opened his eyes and called out, "stop."

The car stopped immediately. "Go down."

Mark Dawson opened the door and said coldly.

Osanna Benson is so confused. What's the matter with this man?

"Hum, just go away. " Osanna Benson pushes Mark Dawson 's body.

Because of the driveway, she can only go out from the direction where he is sitting.

But Mark Dawson is not moving, still staring at her, think of her shy appearance under his body last nights.

"No, sit."

"You! Rogue Osanna Benson couldn't move him.

She was rushing when Mark Dawson was supposed to teach us to drive

. She accidently touched his sensitive areas by jumping over his thigh.

When Osanna Benson had defeated the demon, a muscular hand grabbed her arm.

"Why?" She's mad.

Mark Dawson tossed her $20 and added, "Buy medication," in a sultry voice.

"Ha? Which d**g? Osanna Benson didn't get him.

She later learned they'd stopped at a pharmacy.

How did he park here?

"Why are you senile?" Mark Dawson swore.

" Don't be too explicit! I handed you cash. Not you Osanna Benson looks at the driver and wants in.

“Stop! You'll break your leg if you flee." Mark Dawson finds her bashful,. Osanna Benson's spine chills hearing his threat.

Buying medication makes you weep.

She recently won $100 of seawater and bought medication.

Osanna Benson returned to her vehicle in pain.

She rolled her eyes at him throughout this time.

She felt he was great.

Rich? She didn't anticipate to squander $100 on drugs.

Deductions increase with income.

Mark Dawson waits at the door like an elderly man.

Osanna Benson tossed him the bag he was holding.

"The medication is purchased," he remarked glumly.

"I must go." When she believed she could finally go, he tugged her arm and dragged her into the vehicle. My arm aches!

"What else?" Mark Dawson did not speak but called Osanna Benson.

He threw out a phrase and handed her the castle from the bag.

"Wipe."

Mark Dawson scowled, yanked her wrist, and unfastened a button.

"Don't you own your masterpiece? Help me with meds

. Go! I'm busy. He didn't let her contradict and didn't care if she was astonished.

Overbearing words would kill her.

Unbuttoned, brilliant scars emerged from his powerful chest, scaring Osanna Benson.

"Your masterpieces"

People can't tell from Mark Dawson's indifferent tone whether he's pleased or great.

He's emotionless.

Osanna Benson swallows saliva, feeling that his chest muscles are very powerful, the figure is really excellent, she is the first time such a close touch with a decent figure, but he silently scolds what he is thinking!

Are they her marks? Osanna Benson applied ointment to his chest wound.

He wanted to solve the situation, but the icy voice returned.

She found him terrifying.

"Be careful. " Mark Dawson wiped her body hard and couldn't help but smile.

Osanna Benson's son's gorgeous eyes stared for a few minutes before she said, "Don't speak nonsense."

"Alright."

She bit her lip and resisted. She wanted out early.

She couldn't resist. She unbuttoned Mark Dawson almost trembling.

She had personal touch with him yesterday, but she was inebriated and had no impression. She wouldn't be so humiliated if she knew what integrity was last night. Now that she's awake, she's really shy.

She could feel hot skin through the ointment.

She softly erased the mark.

The chest was hard to reach.

. He never wasted his time.

He's been with this lady so long that he can't work.

Mark Dawson was eager, so he put her hand on his abs.

Did I say you're slow? wipe"

He murmured this while holding her delicate hand in his ambiguous swimming and breathing heavily.

Mark Dawson felt hot and dry since they were in a vehicle without air circulation and made personal moves.

Osanna Benson's breath continually flows on his body, causing itching.

Mark Dawson stares at her carefully and shyly, breathing quickly. Again, she's out of control. His body heated up slowly.

Osanna Benson massaged his medication.

Mark Dawson bows, but his breath causes her to puke. She wiped her eyes.

Her eyelashes shook and she bit her pink lips

. No one complimented her beauty just now.

Damn. A quiet, tolerant voice suddenly filled the vehicle.

"So?" Osanna Benson massaged and his lips moistened.

"What's up?"

Mark Dawson won't let Osanna Benson refuse. His muscular, wordless motion pushed her beneath his body and brutally into her lips.

Osanna Benson doesn't breathe.

Osanna Benson can't stop sobbing as Mark Dawson swims freely over her body, so he invades his tongue.

It's hard to tolerate his forceful kiss.

Osanna Benson, who has never been so personal, feels dizzy and numb instantly.

Bill Evans never felt this way.