Twins in Her Wombs:Sir President Please be Gentle

side the mansion.Bianca Rayne’s eyes were covered with a silk blindfold.He did not want her to know who he was.“Don’t be afraid

and his warm hand was peeling off her clothes with some haste.“It was supposed to be an IVF procedure, so why… Why did you want to do it the natural way suddenly?” That was the question plaguing her mind.The man’s warm breath blew on her forehead.As soon as she asked that, she gasped at the sudden touch.Her little yelp immediately put some emotion in Luke’s voice. He said, “I don’t want to lose a single chromosome, so I prefer it if we cut the middle man. Is that a good enough reason for you?”The next moment, he pinched her tightly with his large hand!“Ow…”There was a thin layer of sweat on Bianca’s forehead. Her brain was not working…She struggled, but he pinned her down forcefully and easily kept her motionless!She was a tender flowering bud. Luke knew that if he had to do this if he wanted children, and he thought that the only way he could ease his guilty conscience— was by treating her as gently as he could.He frowned slightly, his breathing growing heavy. It felt like he was about to lose control of his body’s primal instincts.That night, Bianca felt like a blade of leaf drifting on the water. She experienced all sorts of feelings, pain, tears, helplessness, drowsiness……Bianca did not know when he left.When she woke up, she looked at the clock and saw that it was three in the morning.The butler, Faye Thomas, was not asleep yet. She walked over to Bianca and said very respectfully, “Allow me to take you to the bathroom, Miss Rayne!”“Thanks, but I can handle it myself.” Bianca was a little dazed, and the dried tears on her face made her skin feel a little stiff.She could not bring herself to expose her unsightly body to the female butler.Faye retreated out of the room.After that, Bianca got out of bed and stumbled toward the bathroom.By the time she washed herself down and returned to the room, the sheets and covers in the bedroom had been switched out.That night, she had a dream.She dreamed of that year when she was in middle school, studying in the small town her grandfather was from— It was a spring full of showers, and she was with her female classmates, looking over the wall as they sneakily peeked at the basketball competition going on in the court of the high school next year. The idol of the school was so cool and handsome, his every move stealing their hearts as he played ball. That was the senior who had transferred from another school, the boy called Crawford.…The next day, Bianca woke up, her entire body feeling unnaturally weary and sore.She stood in front of the washbasin, holding up her toothbrush and staring at the mirror for a long time. Dazed, she remembered th