Chapitre 137: Chapter 137: Dylan Collins goes back to his room to take a shower

She stiffened, nearly toppling and her chest pressed directly against his.

The soft feeling caused him to inhale sharply.

Hiss, this girl, she must have done it on purpose.

Suddenly, he felt a peculiar sensation, and images of her pinned beneath him filled his mind.

"You…"

His voice was husky, laced with a thread of seduction.

Suddenly, she remembered that Madam Myers was still at the entrance.

Her fingers pressed against his chest, preventing him from moving recklessly.

"Madam Myers!" she reminded him frantically. Yet, with one swift foot, he kicked the door closed, and promptly swept her into his arms, pressing her down onto the bed.

"Hmm…" She only had time to make a small noise before he effectively sealed her mouth.

His voice was transferred through their connected bodies, "Madam Myers wouldn't dare enter."

That's not the issue...

Hallie Morgan's mind was in chaos, wanting to escape. His hand began to knead, and her entire body felt as if it was going slack.