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.

so let’s do something fun.” He stared at Dolores. Because he had just woke up, his face was still red and his eyes were fiery,

held her tightly as he kissed her recklessly, “Lola,

pushed him away like crazy, “I won’t, I

grabbed her restless

over and it took a long time for her to

sharply, “You still

don’t know what you are talking about.” Dolores shook her head violently, struggling to

was

voice gloomily, “You don’t know? Then let me tell you. You didn’t forget anything; you are just pretending to forget the past so that I will

she looked at him imploringly,

make you feel comfortable!” This time Sampson was like a deranged beast. Regardless of Dolores struggles and begging, he pushed her down on the bed and ripped off her clothes. Dolores struggled desperately

became even more presumptuous and his actions became rough. Suddenly, Dolores felt a chill in her

stared at her alluring figure

because she gave up but because if she didn’t stop struggling, it was only going to make Sampson crazier. She had

willing to cooperate with him. He gently stroked her cheek,

she was forced by

but a bed in this room and she had no

quickly took off his pants. Taking advantage of 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

underwear on his body. His skin was white and delicate, but the gentleness that he used to

her arms to hide her chest from being on display, slowly turned

her fortune that she knew Sampson, but

Sampson, she made up her

her decisive expressions, Sampson

say even one more

where she got such brute force as she pushed him away. Bang! With a sound, her head hit the wall. The air in the

so heavy that she couldn’t lift them

she dying? She

little bit reluctant to die. She still hadn’t made arrangements for her children, if she died, they would be bullied. They didn’t even have a father and now she was going to leave

hurt… It hurt a

didn’t want to