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Chapter 146 Act.2 You Don't Hold A Candle Compared to My Husband

Sheila was wallowing in her thoughts as she gritted her teeth, preparing herself for Don Alfonso, this old pervert, to do his worse, but against all her expectations, Don Alfonso let out a burst of laughter.

He wiped his tears away. It was quite rare to see a ruthless person like Don Alfonso laugh so hard. Then, he spoke slowly. "How fierce! I like that. Has anyone ever told you that you are the perfect hostage?"

Don Alfonso's sudden mood swings made her puzzled. She had always thought he was the type of guy who did not show emotion. But it didn't seem to be the case. She was really unable to read his thoughts.

Don Alfonso sat on the bed beside Sheila. He smiled at the nervous Sheila, then he intimately scattered Sheila's hair, despite her trying to avoid being touched, by his filthy hand!

It was unfortunate that she was bound, unable to fight back. Don Alfonso took advantage of this as he caressed Sheila's cheeks, something that only a couple would do.

Don Alfonso grins widely wh
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