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?”

was so tossed out of breath that the word she came out was as if she

her but instead he hugged her and slept. He

slept soundly. When she woke

got up, took her phone from the table and glanced at the time. It was almost one o’clock. She opened her eyes widely.

Victoria and Jayden were here too. Why she

would others think

lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Not sure if it was because she was moving too fast or because she had been ‘abused’ by Matthew last night, her legs went weak and she almost fell. Luckily, she held the bedside table quickly so she

cursed Matthew a thousand

her face and brushing her teeth, she went to the cupboard to find herself a black

relieved as she did not see Victoria and Jayden in the living

and there was no one at the villa, so they called

her discomfort. She did not look at

Matthew shut his computer. He was looking at the year-end report but he did not want to look at it now. He stood

ignored him as

down the stairs and walked towards

up for you in the kitchen, I’ll

her the hot dishes. Seeing Matthew enter,

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

head, held the bowl with both her hands and took

treated

more reckless he became, his hand reached down from the hem of her shirt to her

up angrily to glare at him, “Do you want to be shameless? If people see this, do you plan

found it cute and laughed

gone out early in the morning with the two children

no one at

family here. All the adults and children had woken

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 have the heart to wake her

and hugged her. Dolores pushed

scared

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

in them. She had begged for mercy from him many times but he did not

still

lost his control when he wanted her so much. He hoped that he

wanted to make her

can’t control it.” His voice

over thirty years. He’d held it in for

the nook of her neck and rubbed his cheek against hers, “I’ll

and rubbed, “I, can