Zoey Sanders kicked her legs with all her might, "Let go of me... Mmm mmm..."
Jack Sinclair forcefully covered Zoey Sanders' mouth, preventing her from making any noise, "Shut up, stop screaming."
Zoey Sanders' eyes widened in fear.
Jack Sinclair leaned down, pressing onto her, and Zoey Sanders quickly turned her head away, his lips missing their mark. The more she struggled, the more excited Jack Sinclair became.
Zoey Sanders was just recovering from a fever yesterday, and now she could barely muster any strength.
Especially in front of this irrational man, she had almost no ability to resist.
Jack Sinclair raised his hand, forcefully pinching her chin, turning her face toward him.
"What's so bad about being with me? Be good, listen, I won't harm you... Or I'll throw you out to them right now..."
Zoey Sanders' large eyes were filled with fear and despair.
When Jack Sinclair leaned down to kiss her again, Zoey Sanders opened her mouth and bit down hard on his hand.
