Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

She laid there for a long time and fell asleep without knowing it.

In her sleep, she felt someone hugging her from behind, kissing her on the neck and whispering her name in her ear.

“Lola.”

Initially she thought it was a dream but the whisper made her wake up. She suddenly opened her eyes, turned her head and saw that Sampson’s obsessive expressions had not yet dissipated and he was looking at her fiercely.

Without barely thinking, she lifted the quilt and got out of the bed.

She retreated to the wall barefoot, only stopping when there was no place left behind her.

Sampson didn’t come to his senses for a couple seconds, then he looked at her, “Why are you getting so worked up?”

Dolores pretended to be calm and denied, “No, I am not getting worked up. I was in a deep sleep, but suddenly someone… I… I got scared.’

“It’s just me, not a bad guy. Come back to bed.” Sampson waved at her warmly, his upper body naked.

Dolores didn’t move or respond to him. In the silence, she could hear the sounds of her dry breathes in her throat. She always felt extremely nervous and edgy whenever she was with Sampson. Her blood swelled as if her head was being pulled apart and her whole body was covered in a layer of cold sweat.

Sampson stared at her with his deep probing gaze, but also full of temptation, “Why? Are you afraid of me?”

Dolores shook her head, “No.” She turned her head and glanced towards the balcony. The sky was already dark and only the lights in the room were on, “I slept for the whole afternoon and I am not sleepy anymore. You go to sleep.”

Sampson lifted the quilt, got off the bed and approached her. Dolores was helpless with apprehension.

She kept crying inwardly. Don’t come over, don’t come over.

Sampson grabbed her slender wrist and said, “I want to sleep with you.”

“But I am not sleepy anymore.” Dolores was in a panic. Sampson’s behavior had let her know what he wanted to do.

The clearer he expressed himself, the more afraid she got.

just woke up, his face was still red and his

time Sampson was not as well-behaved as last night. He pulled her into his arms fiercely and held her tightly as he kissed her recklessly, “Lola, I want you today and I will not allow you

like crazy, “I won’t, I

restless hands and looked

to find an excuse, “I… My stomach still hurts, I don’t feel

“You still remember everything, don’t

about.” Dolores shook her head violently,

disparity in their strength was

are just pretending to forget the past so that I will not give you that injection. Every minute

I didn’t!” Her lips trembled, and she looked at him imploringly, “Will you let me go? I am feeling

begging, he pushed her down on the bed and ripped off her clothes. Dolores struggled desperately under him, “Please, let

Perhaps it was her non-cooperation that aroused the desire to conquer in his bones. Her became even more presumptuous and his actions became rough. Suddenly, Dolores felt

at her alluring figure with red eyes and

a crash. She couldn’t break away from him at all. Her expressions were overwhelmed by despair. She stopped struggling, not because she gave up but because if she didn’t stop struggling, it was only going to make Sampson

up and was willing to cooperate with him. He gently stroked her

room. If she was forced by

was nothing but a bed in this room and she had no tools even if

the short time of relaxation as he took his pants off, Dolores tried her best to push him away and rushed to the door to open it. She twisted the handle vigorously, but the door was tightly shut and she

calmly, wearing only underwear on his body. His skin was

being on display, slowly turned around

that it was her fortune that she knew Sampson, but

at the wall behind Sampson, she made up her

expressions, Sampson

didn’t want to hear him say even one more word. She was

a crazy person. Sampson tried to stop her but he didn’t know from where she got such brute

to open her eyes, but her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn’t lift them up. Warm liquid flowed down her forehead

she dying? She thought

still hadn’t made arrangements for her children, if she died, they would be bullied. They didn’t even have a father and

hurt… It

want to