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.

 

about we do it again, honey? Let's

 

licked my dry

 

wanting for more

 

senses, I wanted to run away. Unfortunately, I was

 

"Charles, I'm tired..."

 

to relax

 

our words drowned away as we kissed passionately. Another

 

of our indulgence was

 

sight of Charles packing up for me. It was a warm and beautiful scene that I had only seen in my previous

 

blurted out, "Honey, what are you

 

who was busy packing up,

 

"Yes, honey."

 

He walked over and

 

Unfortunately, my wife hasn't woken up yet. Of course, it was

 

When I hear

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

 

to get up, Charles pressed me back to the bed and put his

 

back. Your waist is still

 

What on this good earth was he

 

cover his mouth and stop him from

 

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. No, it might take

 

Charles,

 

pressed me and said cheekily, "Don't resist. Otherwise,

 

his words, I trembled and stopped

 

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

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