Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

“Your first time?”

The man’s voice with the smell of his hormone was lingering in her ears. It was obvious that he was asking her, but he sounded quite eager.

The man seemed to pause a bit. His chest clinging to her back was so hot that the heat seemed to burn her flesh. His cold lips were tightly attached to her skin, ambiguously and eagerly. He wanted to have sex with this woman so much, but he was still restraining himself, “It’s still not too late for you to regret.”

“I don’t regret it.”

As soon as she finished her words, the man behind her wrapped around her waist, took the chance to press her onto the bed. In the dark, she couldn’t see his face clearly. All she knew was that he was quite eager. His body was as hot as the flame. His hands seemed to with magic - each inch of her skin touched by him was like on fire.

In nervousness and fear, she wanted to push him away, but thinking about her mother and younger brother in the hospital, she withdrew her hands. She gripped the bed sheet under her tightly.

Suddenly, her body seemed to be torn apart. It hurt, only not physically but also mentally. To stop moaning shamelessly under the man, she bit her bottom lip tightly to keep silent.

The man was so powerful. For several times, she couldn’t bear it, wanting to push him away.

“Don’t-”

Suddenly, Dolores woke up from the dream. She widened her eyes, rolling them to look around. Then her eyes met the pair of amorous eyes above her.

She shocked.

Immediately she bounced to sit up and stammered, “You... You... Who are you?”

“You’ve stolen my line.” The man’s voice was deep and calm. He had short hair and brown eyes, which were as elegant as the starry sky at midnight. He looked especially handsome when he curled up his lips into a smile. Looking at Dolores’s tears that hadn’t dried, he asked, “Did you have a nightmare just now?”

Dolores gripped the quilt tightly. It was more than a nightmare for her.

All through the past years, she had never dreamed about the things that happened that night. It was so real in the dream. The thing that had been hidden at the bottom of her heart, which she was unwilling to mention at all, suddenly appeared in her mind. It was like the scab of her scar in the past was torn up, and her wound was bleeding.

“Did you save me?” She recalled that she could hardly breathe in the river, losing her consciousness. She completely had no idea what happened next.

“Yeah. To be exact - I asked someone to save you.” The man kept a faint smile.

his eyes were

now did Dolores find that the man was sitting in a wheelchair. He was in street clothes. A thin blanket was covering

disdain

Then I asked my servant to save you,” the man said in a gentle tone, “Was there anyone trying to harm

her jump into the driver, so he could see that

bedhead. As soon as she moved, she had a pain in her

tell that Dolores was still alerted to him, and he could understand because she didn’t know him at all and needed to be on guard. Hence, he didn’t continue asking her the question, “Please don’t worry. You are safe here. I also asked my doctor to check you up. Because of the injuries

surprise, he asked his doctor to check her up, “Thank

the face of injustice. I believe even I weren’t there, someone else

he had saved her life, after all, so she didn’t show it

am I now? May I borrow your phone please?” Since she had escaped from Sampson, she wanted to call Samuel eagerly to tell him that she was safe. She wondered how Simona and he were doing when she was

jade bracelet, his eyes

he finished speaking, he operated the wheelchair and left the room. When he reached the door, he stopped and turned

her eyes but didn’t

that the man in front of her was not

Flores? Lola? I like the name. My name is Charles

girl, who had been standing at the door, walked in and then greeted Dolores, “Hi, Miss. Please call me Amelia. If you need anything, please tell

trust his man at all, feeling as if she had left the wolf’s den and fell into the

Who

now. The man just now is our young

for her at all, because Amelia

had never heard about the city

nice man.” Amelia could tell that Dolores was

When she talked about her young master, worship was written all over her face with the shyness of an

roughly guessed that she had a crush

a nap now.” Within the past few days under Sampson’s control, Dolores couldn’t sleep well at all. She was quite physically

was easy to let others know what was in her mind. She decided to calm herself down and tried to make contact with

Call me if you need anything.” Amelia