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.

 

high spirits, his eyes bright and eager. "How about we do it again, honey? Let's go to the bedroom

 

my dry

 

wanting for

 

wanted to run away. Unfortunately, I

 

"Charles, I'm tired..."

 

need to relax and enjoy

 

rest of our words drowned away as we kissed

 

result of our indulgence was

 

finally awoke, I was greeted with the sight of Charles packing up for me. It was a warm and

 

I blurted out,

 

busy packing up,

 

"Yes, honey."

 

fool. He walked over

 

up yet. Of course, it

 

When I hear

it

 

up, Charles pressed me back to the bed and

 

lie back. Your waist

 

hell? What on this good earth was he

 

my hand to cover his mouth and stop him

 

my hands tightly and continued to speak on the phone as if nothing had happened, "I'm sorry, I wasn't talking to you just now. Yes, my wife hasn't freshened up yet. She might need you to wait another half an hour.

 

Charles, my eyes

 

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

 

his words, I

 

me softly on the lips and

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