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

 

my dry

 

was still wanting for

 

my senses, I wanted to run away. Unfortunately, I was lifted up before I could

 

"Charles, I'm tired..."

 

just need to relax

 

rest of our words drowned away as we

 

our indulgence

 

with the sight of Charles packing up for me. It was a warm and beautiful

 

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

 

who was busy packing up, suddenly

 

"Yes, honey."

 

a fool. He walked over and answered the phone

 

Of course, it was all my

 

When I hear

pillow and threw it to the ever complacent man.

 

up, Charles pressed me back

 

Your waist

 

What on this good

 

my hand to cover his mouth and stop him from speaking once and for

 

talking to you just now. Yes, my wife hasn't freshened up yet. She might need you to wait another half an hour.

 

I pounced on Charles, my

 

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

 

his words, I

 

on the lips and said,

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