Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

She wanted to talk back, but she knew better than to put up a fight with him. If she really pushed this lustful man and he did something, Blanca didn’t think she’d be able to take it.

So she went to sleep. She’d tired herself out throughout the day, and drifted off soon enough.

As he sensed the even breathing come from the pillowside, Matthew sighed, got out of bed, and went for a cold shower to drain the heat from his body before he went back to bed to sleep.

The following morning, Blanca and Matthew left without even eating breakfast.

Before leaving, Carrie, under Wilbert’s supervision, put on a whole show of giving Blanca a wide supplement selection.

Blanca took them all, smiling.

On the way back, Matthew drove a low-profile car. Seeing Blanca smiling happily in the front seat, he said, “Is it nice to go home?”

“Of course it is! The mansion is like a whole castle, with so many rules and so many people looking at me I didn’t even dare make a pant. It was killing me.”

“You were panting just fine, actually.”

was in a fine mood, so

steadily. Maybe she’d just gone through too

in bloom, and there was

car outside the mansion and was about to remind Blanca to get off when he

hint of a smile, her long lashes left a small shadow below her eyes, her nose was small

“Mmm… are we home?”

suddenly opened her eyes. Matthew didn’t look away and kept his gaze trained on her. Blanca had only just regained her senses when she

on my face? Why are

goes through your

“Huh?”

hadn’t

scratched her head, looking confusedly at Matthew and

all have

make

them, beaming. The two washed their hands and sat down

was a comfortable meal for Blanca. She finished, burped, and looked at Matthew across her, smiling. “Aren’t