I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

The moment Bianca uttered out the words' blind date’, she was not surprised to

see that the man's furrowed brows had gone even more profound. It even becslightly terrifying.

"Let go of me, there's no point in this or for you to continue pestering me!"

The words she said were not for Luke, but it was for herself to hear.

Luke swiftly widened his eyes, and a sense of serene filled inside.

Bianca was pillowed with the man's legs. She pursed her lips tightly as she held her breath, barely breathing.

After an unknown period, the man's hand on her waist suddenly loosened. And the other hand holding her wrist

was also untightened...

She was let go.

Bianca was finally free, but there was neither happiness nor discomfort written on her face.

She got up to tidy up for a bit and picked up her bag.

When she opened the door again to get out of the car, the man swooped jealously and dragged her back. Then,

he threw her onto the passenger seat.

"Why are you wearing so little for a blind date? Is that your plot, wearing less to seduce men?" Luke tried to

suppress her. 1

The man's bewildered eyes looked deeply into her panicked eyes.

Bianca understood that it was words of anger.

She was wearing ankle-length trousers and a shirt with long sleeves. Before she went out, Nina had given her a

lecture about not taking this blind date seriously. She looked like a rigid old maiden in such a conservation outfit.

Ever since she found out that her father had lung cancer, Bianca had lost interest in anything.

If a man only paid attention to her attire, then she perhaps could not be the perfect match for the other person.

However, even in said attire, Luke said that she was ' wearing so little".

In a more offensive interpretation, he was saying that she dressed up like a sl*t. "Perhaps you need to take a visit

to the ophthalmology department, Mr. Crawford. You can't find anyone who dresses more conservatively than

me. Which part of this entire attire screams provocative?" Bianca looked at him in a downhearted mood and

sneered.

Luke's expression was filled with anger. He could admit that Bianca covered up well; she was even wearing too

much.

However, the d*mn thing was that even if this woman showed no part of her skin, it could still make him

overflowing with desires...

"If a man seesdressed this way, yet he is still turned on. I'm afraid it's not my problem." Bianca implied,

accusing Luke of having inappropriate thoughts for saying that she was not wearing enough.

"You're the first person that doesn't look proper even if she's dressed formally." Luke had a taste of her shape

tongue for the first time.

As if he wanted to punish her, he lowered his head and kissed her lips. 1

"Mm..." The kiss was fast, and it made her frown. She was almost unable to bear

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There were signs of blistering in her mouth now.

She had no clue if kisses between men and women were always this intense. In short, she felt that he was too

animalistic, unlike a normal man.

A faint smell of blood permeated, but he felt that it was sweet and delicious.

The man tipped his tongue, licking the tender meat in her mouth that was torn by him.

In the already sultry car, a fire was ignited again.

He slowly lowered the passenger seat as Bianca shook his head, twisted around, trying to refuse.

"For you to move around that way at a man's private part... Are you stating that it's not exciting enough for

you... Do you wish to fmore fire in me?" Luke breathed heavily. He was afraid that her current enthusiasm

would cause his sanity to collapse, causing him to do whatever he wanted in a car.

Bianca raised her head, her eyes gleamed with anxiety, and her slightly trembling eyelashes kept flickering,

clearly expressing how scared she was.

She was afraid he would force himself onto her.

The agreed tfor the blind date was almost approaching.

She could not let herself be late for the blind date arranged by her dad, and she could not just ghost him.

For her father to be hospitalized, she was willing to do anything.

Bianca was an open person, and those who had experienced life or death situations would know that everything

else was no longer a priority, just as it was for her five years ago.

Dad was dying, so her physical purity was not important when compared with her father's precious life. 1

The lives of children were given by their parents.

She hated her mother but was more than grateful toward her father.

Her father had sacrificed too much for her, and she had misunderstood her dad

for a long twithout knowing the full story. She had no clue how to take back the cruel words she said to her

father over the phone.

"Why are you going on a blind date so suddenly?" Luke knew that she was in a rush to find a new one after

breaking up with Jean.

Bianca shook her head and said nothing.

"Mm..." Her lips were sealed up once more, and their tongues were entangled. Their overlapping bodies were no

longer distinguishable as their chests tightly pressed together,

Luke licked the corners of her mouth, with the tip of his tongue depicting the shape of her pink lips. He asked

again in a deep voice, "I'll ask you again, why are you going on a blind date?"

Bianca looked at him fixedly, but for a moment, she had forgotten how to speak.

"It looks like | haven't been feeding you enough. Your eyes are yearning for more..." Luke kissed her and started

unbuttoning her shirt. The first, the second, and continued down with his big hand.

"Mm... I... Ah... I'll talk..."

She was struggling because of her neck; she could not bear the sensual shock brought by the touch of his

fingers.

The man stopped eagerly and rudely and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you going on a blind date?"

Bianca took a deep breath and felt her throat tightening up.

She told him that her father had terminal lung cancer and hid it from her and that he was worried she would be

alone in the world and wanted to find her a good husband.

With her back on the seat of the car, Bianca found it hard to escape. The distance between her and Luke's body

was less than a centimeter and the hot breath that he exhaled kept spraying on her lips.

"You want to go?"

"Yeah, | need to go." She said grimly without opening her eyes.

Luke lowered his head and held her lips domineeringly. He sucked on her tongue, frowned, and asked, "This man

you're going on a blind date with, does he attract you more than me?"

Bianca felt a sting at the base of her tongue and opened her eyes to look at him. If he were her man and they

did this every day, there would be nothing left of her.

Even kisses were this painful; what if they went deeper...

She shook her head and secretly cursed herself for letting her imagination go wild.

"He's not as wealthy as you are, so that's an advantage," Bianca said honestly. "I've never met him yet, so | have

very little information."

Luke felt puzzled by this. "Is being wealthy a sin?"

Bianca's heart started beating rapidly. She replied with a paled face, "Perhaps it is

a sin, at the very least, it's a sin to have money. My father hates rich people."

"Why does he hate rich people?" As a wealthy man, he felt slightly wronged by her statement. What kind of man

had no ambition to dominate the business world?

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a goat that every man should fight to accomplish.

Bianca shook her head, not wanting to say the real reason.

After she was born, her mother ran away with a rich man and abandoned her husband and daughter for money.

She did not want to expose her family's dirty laundry to Luke.

She was mainly afraid that this man would sympathize with her with authoritarian

methods she could not refuse.

He is the king of the business world, and everything was within his grasp.

She would never be able to repay her debts to him.

"A terminal lung cancer patient's state of mind is precarious. Fine, I'll

send you to your blind date." Luke t

merely declared it without consulting it beforehand. Then he looked at her once more and said, "But, | have one

condition."

Bianca looked at him.

What kind of condition?

"You'll take the initiative to kiss me

for ten minutes." The man's hand first covered her forehead before sliding back to touch the back of her head.

He was beckoning her not to be shy and learn to take the initiative. He wanted her to feed him

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