Chapter 692
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Queenie sat right on Arielleâs waist, making the latter unable to stand up.
The next moment, Queenie cast a glare at Donovan. âWhatâre you staring at? Close the door now!â.
Donovan widened his eyes in bewilderment. âWhat youâre doing is illegalâ¦â
âIllegal? Hahaha!â Queenie could not believe her ears. âSo if she didnât find out, it wouldnât be illegal then?â
Iâm doing him a great favor. But even at this moment, heâs still trying to act nobly. What a hypocrite!
âDonovan, thereâs no turning back for us now! Tie her up! If she escapes, both of us will be doomed!â
Queenie started threatening Donovan.
Donovan paled in fright upon hearing that. Under Queenieâs continuous urging, he bit his lips and immediately found a rope.
Queenieâs right. Thereâs no turning back for me the moment I put on that perfume. Since Iâve got nothing to lose, I might as well put it all in and try to have Arielle! After I managed to sleep with her, she could only listen to me. After all, who would have thought that I would rape my student? They would even though she was the one seducing me. After all, weâre in her house. They would think she is the one who let me in.
Arielle tried to flee, but as a doctor, Queenie knows well about the human body. Even though Arielle was strong, she could not exert any strength as Queenie had gotten hold of the power points on her body.
âPlease stop struggling. A good woman shouldnât be so violent.â Queenie stretched out her hand and gently stroked the scattered hair on Arielleâs forehead, observing her face closely.
A natural beauty could wear a potato sack, and they would still be beautiful. Arielle was indeed one of the true beauties Her face was only as big as a palm, with less flesh on it. It meant that her face would not become saggy quickly even as she aged.
Not only that, her facial features were with a golden ratio. Everyone who had this golden ratio on their face shape was always good-looking regardless of their sexes.
Queenie sneered with displeasure. âThe world is truly unfair.â
Arielle was enraged and puzzled at the same time upon hearing Queenieâs abrupt words.
âWhy are you guys doing this? Mr. Baxter, if you donât want me in your class, just tell me. Please let go of me. Iâll talk to Mr. Brown tomorrow and have him switch me to the other class. Please letâs talk properly.â
Donovan bit his lips and sprayed some more perfume on himself. After that, he approached Arielle again.
Then, he used the rope to tie up Arielleâs hands and legs while he told Queenie, âYou can leave now.â
âThereâs no need to chase me out so fast. Iâll wait in the sitting room for the perfume to take effect. Iâll leave as soon as the effect kicks in, and I wonât interrupt you at all. How does that sound?â?
Donovan glanced at Queenie without any expression. He eventually complied with her, and he carried Arielle into the bedroom.
Arielle was still struggling desperately, trying to escape from Donovanâs arms.
Disgusted by Donovanâs hug, a surge of fear and irritation rose within her heart.
âDonovan! Let go of me! What on earth do you want?â