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

her but instead he hugged her and slept. He gently

soundly. When she woke up,

table and glanced at the time. It was almost one o’clock. She opened

not just Matthew here. Victoria and Jayden were

others think

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 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 frowned, how could she go out and

her mind, she cursed Matthew a thousand

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

as she did not see Victoria and Jayden

and there was no one at the villa, so they called her over to spend New Year's Eve with them. She greeted

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

Dolores’ voice, Matthew shut his computer. He was looking at the year-end report but he did not want to look at it now. He stood up from the sofa and looked at her, “You shall

as she was

down the stairs and walked towards the dining

heating up for you in the kitchen, I’ll go

Coral brought her the hot dishes. Seeing Matthew enter, she went out

her two sides, and put his lips to her

both her hands and took a sip

treated

Dolores ignored him, the more reckless he became, his hand reached down

him, “Do you want to be shameless? If people see this, do you plan not to meet anyone

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

and Jayden had gone out early in the morning with the two children and said that they

no

the morning? You’re not the only one here, there’s a whole family here. All the adults and children had woken up and I’m

came back, it was late, and he ... she had barely slept until morning, so she

and hugged her. Dolores pushed his hands

was scared of

across his firm chest.

them. She had begged for mercy from

she still had a

control when he wanted her so much. He hoped

her a

what’s wrong with me, I just can’t control it.” His voice was muffled

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

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

and rubbed, “I, can I