Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

“A little.” The general managers of several branches had toasted him, he had to drink.

He got even closer, the hot air from his words sprayed next to her face, tingling and itching. Dolores slightly turned her head sideways. Matthew pinched her face to make her upright and looked at him. He asked, “Does it smell bad?”

Dolores nodded, “It’s all the smell of alcohol, what do you think?”

“Then I’ll go bathing.” He smothered a laugh, “Do you want to bathe with me?”

Dolores blushed in shame and pushed him, “Don’t be silly.”

Seeing her blush, he smiled even deeper. He stood up from the bed and went to the bathroom.

Soon the sound of rushing water came out from the bathroom.

Dolores wrapped herself tightly in the quilt. She was inexplicably nervous.

Not long after, a low voice came from the bathroom, “Help me with my clothes.”

Dolores looked up and looked at the glass door of the bathroom, remembering that she had put the only bathrobe on when she took a shower. There was none inside now.

She held her forehead as she forgot to put another set inside.

She got up and went to the cupboard to find a new set. She did prepare these household items when she moved here. She tore off the label, walked to the bathroom door and knocked, “Here you go.”

Soon, the door of the bathroom was opened and a grip was placed on her wrist. Before she could react, she was pulled inside and she was pinned against the wall.

He had just taken a shower. The whole bathroom was foggy. His firm body was covered with dense crystal droplets of water.

“What are you doing ... Hmm...”

Before she could finish her words, she was kissed on the lips and drowned in his passion.

...

A pair of shadows shifted on the glass door of the bathroom.

It was fiery and long.

Dolores did not know when he would finish. In the end, she lost her strength and relied on him to hold her, or else she would have lain down.

In a daze, she was carried to the bed and wrapped in the quilt. She was exhausted but there was still someone making a mess on her mouth. She used all her strength to bite his lips. Matthew frowned and soon he stretched his brows. He asked in a muffled voice, “Still want to continue?”

out of breath that

torment her but instead

When she woke up, no

from the table and glanced at the time. It was almost

not just Matthew here. Victoria and Jayden were here too.

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last night, her legs went weak and she almost fell. Luckily, she held the bedside table quickly so she did not fall. She stood and rested for a while before walking. When she went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth, she noticed the marks left by Matthew.

she cursed Matthew a thousand

washing her face and brushing her teeth, she went to the cupboard to find herself a black turtleneck jumper and a plaid skirt. After tidying

and Jayden in the living room, otherwise, she

the villa, so they called her over to spend New Year's Eve with them. She greeted Dolores when she saw

hair to hide her discomfort. She did not look at Coral’s eyes and gave

to look at it now. He stood up from the

ignored him as she was

down the stairs and walked

heating up for you in the kitchen,

Seeing Matthew enter, she went out sagely, “It’s snowing outside, I’ll go to the courtyard to

up from her back, braced his hands on her two sides, and put his lips

with both her hands and took

completely treated Matthew

kissed her cheek. The more Dolores ignored him, the more reckless he became, his hand reached down from the hem of her shirt to

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her angry face, he found it cute and laughed lightly, “There’s no one

in the morning with the

no one at

only one here, there’s a whole family here. All the adults and children had woken up and I’m

can see that you are very tired.” Last night when he came back, it was late, and he ... she had barely slept until morning, so she slept soundly. How could he

over and hugged her. Dolores pushed

scared of

ignored her resistance and forcefully wrapped her in his arms. To prevent her from struggling, he pressed her hands across his firm chest. He stuck

light traces of water in them. She had begged for mercy

she still had a burning

buried his head in the nook of her neck. He lost his control when he wanted

make her

just can’t control it.”

He’d held it in for so long. It was terrifying once he got his

face from the nook of her neck and rubbed his cheek against

rubbed, “I,