Shackles Desire Sister-in-law
Mr. Lincoln's Wife
A violent bump hit Alicia's knee before they exited MC Juan's residence, sick enough to make her grimace. With great difficulty Alicia tried to walk forward.
Lincoln who saw it momentarily pegged for a split second then quickly grabbed Alicia's body.
"What are you doing?"
Alicia shrieked in surprise as Lincoln carried her body.
"Can you lower your voice octave baby?"
Lincoln spoke with a frown, clearly he was quite annoyed at Alicia's current expression.
"Your legs hurt, don't they?"
He continued to carry Alicia, walking towards the front.
Alicia seemed silent, trying to tighten her grip around Lincoln's neck. He thought this man was so unpredictable, sometimes so cold, sometimes so good, sometimes so warm sometimes so rough, so cold, He was quite confused guessing which character this man actually had since yesterday.
Where's Emilia's sister?
Alicia obviously frowned, quite afraid that her sister would misunderstand her
"Your brother's gone first"
Lincoln spoke as if he knew what Alicia was thinking, then gently put the body into the car, then Lincoln immediately sat next to Alicia.
It's their time back in Paris, Lincoln's been making his plans since yesterday, like they don't like it at last back together.
Upon boarding Lincoln's private jet, the older brother is placed in the fuselage room, while he is in the back of the plane, too fancy for their family size, for Alicia, Lincoln was a very wealthy man.
He was quite happy because he thought he would stay alone in the room, while Lincoln would be in the room of the older brother, but apparently hope was not in accordance with reality, Lincoln continued to be beside her, completely shackling her.
Lincoln clearly always ordered his brother without feeling, with a heavy voice and eyes that stared at him sharply, asking the brother into his room and not at all concerned about him. And to Alicia's astonishment, the older sister simply complied with a face that was hard to guess.
"Take me off"
Alicia brushed off Lincoln's hand after they entered their room, reluctantly sitting on the bed.
Instead of listening to Alicia, Lincoln quickly raises Alicia's body on the bed, forcing her pants off, obviously she's surprised instead of playing.
What's again? don't tell me that guy wants to fuck her again.
"Sister?"
Alicia was clearly screaming hysterically, trying to break away from the man.
Snap Lincoln.
"Take me off"
Lincoln, unwilling to hear alicia's scream, quickly pulled his left leg.
"Is it still so painful?"
He asked slowly while stroking Alicia's knee.
"Yes?"
"Wait a minute"
Apparently again he was wrong, Lincoln absolutely did not want to touch him, just wanted to see his legged bruises then treat him.
Alicia's face flushed in embarrassment.
"It's a little blue, we'll check it out after arriving in Paris"
Lincoln said softly, staring into Alicia's eyeballs.
Instantly there was a knock from the front, with a quick movement Lincoln covered Alicia's body with a blanket.
"Come in"
Some of the flight attendants personally appeared to bring them some food and drinks.
"It's a drink to avoid an entanglement for your wife, Mr. Lincoln"
One of the flight attendants said as she placed a warm drink on a small table in front of their mattress.
Whahuh? Wife?
clearly Alicia frowned, looking at Lincoln in confusion.
"Is there any other request for your wife sir?"
"I'll call if my wife has any other requests"
"Good sir"
Wait, how does this mean?