Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

Shawn wrapped his arms around Gale's waist, led her into the office, and ordered sternly, "No one is allowed in without my permission!" Fiona replied, "Yes, Sir."

She glanced at Gale secretly and found that she did not make a sound or resist and was at the mercy of Shawn.

Fiona closed the door gently and stood guard at the door.

Shawn's face was extremely gloomy. He walked to the sofa, pressed Gale's shoulders and asked her to sit down.

Then he said, "Take it off yourself, or I will."

Only then did Gale return to her senses and look up at him. "Take off? Take off what?"

"Clothes. If you can show Aurum, why can't you show me?" Shawn met her gaze.

Gale raised her hand and touched her waist.

"Shawn, don't make trouble out of nothing for no reason. I'm not that kind of woman, and Aurum won't do anything beyond that!" She frowned.

His tone was cold and firm. "Can you take it off?"

Gale's stubborn temper also came up. "Just, no!"

She held her head up against him.

Without saying a word, Shawn went straight to grab the hem of her dress and pulled it hard.

Gale only felt the cloth rubbing against her delicate skin, which hurt a little.

In the next second, Shawn's callused fingertips were already holding her waist.

"Such a secret place, Galey...how can you show it to other men? How can you?"

Shawn's fingers gradually moved up and landed on her heart-shaped birthmark.

"Here, only I have seen, touched, and kissed!"

When he was deeply in love, he kissed this birthmark.

That was where Gale was very sensitive.

He always remembered.

"Galey, how dare you? How dare you? You can't let me love you. I'm not allowed to touch a hair of yours, and you treat me like this... Galey, you hurt me so deeply!" Shawn asked over and over again, leaning forward, bending over and lowering his head. His thin lips pressed against her ear.

While talking, his hands pressed hard on her waist.

He kept wiping her waist with his fingertips, back and forth, feeling... Aurum saw it here. It was dirty!

He wanted to wipe it clean, wipe away Aurum's eyes!

Shawn knew that Aurum had not touched it yet, but he just felt uncomfortable and unclean!

"It hurts... Shawn, you hurt me!" Gale hissed.

After she cried out in pain several times, Shawn finally stopped.

Gale looked disheveled at this moment.

The skirt was a little too big in the first place, and it hung loosely around Gale's waist. From Shawn's perspective, it was a fatal temptation to him.

The good taste of the past flooded into his heart instantly.

He really owned her and loved her so much.

However, she would soon belong to another man...

"Go take a shower. There is a bathtub in the lounge," Shawn said in a hoarse voice.

"What kind of bath do you take in broad daylight?"

"You wash yourself, or I will help you."

This again!

He thought she would be embarrassed and shy, so he always used this sentence to suppress her!

Gale took a deep breath. "Shawn, I'm not dirty, and I don't need to take a shower. The scene you saw just now is real, but it's not what you think. I lifted the hem of my clothes, not to seduce him!"

"What's that for? Huh?"

Shawn only punched Aurum once, which was considered extremely restrained for him.

If he let his temper rule him...he would dig out Aurum's eyes!

Gale laid the facts out to him.