Scarlett's POV:

 

When I saw the sly snicker on Charles's face, I knew, I couldn't escape my fate tonight.

 

Sure enough, Charles picked up the glass and flashed me a seductive look. "Honey... If my memory serves me right, your period's ending today, right?"

 

His words warmed my face, and I shivered involuntarily. I haven't drank the wine yet, but my face was already flushed.

 

In fact, I myself could no longer stay calm. However, I wouldn't admit that I also wanted to be intimate with him.

 

I raised my head and drowned all the wine in the glass. As I was about to pour more, a hand suddenly stopped me. "I don't want to make love to a drunkard."

 

Charles's deep gaze studied me. I could see a storm brewing in them, threatening to swallow me.

 

Unable to help myself, I indulged myself in his gaze. I felt as if I had fallen into a swamp. I could do nothing but let him kiss me passionately.

 

Charles pushed my body on the soft sofa, and I felt as if I was trapped in a cage. His big, burning hands touched my body over and over again, and his fierce kiss forced me out of breath.

 

I was in a trance. All the while, his voice whispered into my ears, "Scarlett… Do you love me?"

 

He kissed me and asked repeatedly. However, my mind was in a mess. With the remaining trace of reason I had, I struggled to think of an answer.

 

Charles held me, pulling me into a tide of pleasure. And then, the answer surfaced in me.

 

Of course, I love him...

 

We soon finished one heavy round, and I collapsed tiredly, panting.

 

eager. "How about we do it again, honey? Let's go to

 

licked my

 

still wanting for

 

to run away. Unfortunately, I was

 

"Charles, I'm tired..."

 

to relax and enjoy

 

away as we

 

our indulgence was

 

of Charles packing up for me. It was a warm and

 

phone on the nightstand suddenly rang and I blurted out, "Honey, what are you doing? Why aren't you answering

 

who was busy packing up,

 

"Yes, honey."

 

brightly, like a fool. He walked

 

wife hasn't woken up yet. Of

 

When I hear

I was stunned. Ashamed into anger, I picked up a pillow and threw it

 

Charles pressed me back to the

 

Your waist is

 

the hell? What on this good earth

 

raised my hand to cover his mouth and

 

nothing had happened, "I'm sorry, I wasn't talking to you just now.

 

Charles, my eyes a livid

 

pressed me and said cheekily, "Don't resist. Otherwise, I fear that an hour

 

I trembled and

 

me softly on the lips and said, "I'll help you freshen

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