Chapter 1271
Shawn approached Hazel, who had wrapped herself up into a cocoon. He intended to inspect her teeth. Startled, Hazel quickly wrapped herself in the blanket and threw herself onto the bed, exclaiming, "It wasn't me who bit it!"
Hazel spoke from under the blanket, her voice coming out muffled through the fabric.
Shawn, however, lay on top of her and slid his hand through a small opening in the blanket. His hand began to creep up toward her stomach.
"Where do you think you're touching, Shawn?" Hazel exclaimed, no longer denying the accusation. Shawn's weight held her firmly against the bed, making any attempt at escaping impossible. Her chest was suddenly being groped by a firm hand.
She yelled, "Get your hand out of here, now!"
She was lying face down on the bed, making it harder for her to move freely.
Shawn lifted the blanket with one hand, then kicked it off the bed.
Then, the pristine white bridal blanket fell onto the gray floor tiles. Hazel lay beneath Shawn, her nightgown i

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