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 was

to torment her but instead he hugged her and slept. He gently patted her back and coaxed, “I’m an asshole,

When she woke up, no

the table and glanced at the time. It was almost one o’clock. She opened her eyes widely. Had she

not just Matthew here. Victoria and Jayden were

others think of

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

cursed Matthew a

went to the cupboard to find herself a black turtleneck jumper and a plaid skirt.

slightly relieved as she did not see Victoria and

they called her over to spend New Year's Eve with them. She greeted Dolores when she

hair to hide her discomfort. She did not look at

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

him as

down the stairs and

up for you in the kitchen,

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

hands on her two sides, and put his lips to her ear,

with both her hands and took a

treated Matthew

Dolores ignored him, the more reckless he became, his hand reached down from the hem of her

and stood up angrily to glare at him, “Do you want

cute and laughed lightly,

in the morning with the two children and said that they would not

no one at

a whole family here. All the adults and children had woken up and I’m the only one sleeping. What do you want the elders to think of

are very tired.” Last night when he came back, it was late, and he ... she had

and hugged her. Dolores pushed his hands

was scared of

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

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

until now, she still had

nook of her neck. He lost his control when he wanted her so much. He

make her a part of his

wrong with me, I just can’t control it.”

lived for over thirty years. He’d held it in for so long. It was terrifying

of her neck and rubbed his cheek against hers, “I’ll be more gentle next

and rubbed, “I, can I