Victoria Gibson never doubted his shamelessness, and as soon as she heard his words, she obediently stood still.
But when he took off her clothes, her shoulder couldn't help but shiver slightly, and she quietly protested, "I can change myself..."
"It's too late." Chad Yakov's hand on her shoulder didn't move, and he spoke dominantly.
Seeing her wanting to reach out to cover her chest, his gaze unconsciously fell on her chest.
Where his gaze landed, the fair abundance made his pupils tighten, and his breathing became uncontrollable.
Damn it!
He believed in his self-control too much.
So many people have wanted to forge connections with the Yale Family, sending women his way, even standing naked before him, he felt nothing.
But now, her bare shoulder alone makes his breathing disorderly...
Chad Yakov's eyes became profound, with faint heat stirring under them.
Suddenly clenching his palm, he released his hand turning his back, his voice hoarse and frightful.
