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 the word she came out was as if she was

did not continue to torment her but instead he hugged her and slept.

When she woke up,

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

Matthew here. Victoria and Jayden were here too. Why she did

others

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

cursed

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

Victoria and Jayden in the living room,

the villa, so they called her over to spend New Year's Eve with them. She

discomfort. She did not look at Coral’s

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

him as

down the stairs and walked towards the dining

“There’s rice heating up for you in the kitchen, I’ll go and

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

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

held the bowl with both

completely treated

became, his hand reached down from the hem of her shirt

want to be shameless? If people see this, do

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

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

was no one

me in 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 the only one sleeping. What do you

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

her. Dolores pushed

was scared

he pressed her hands across his

were lowered, with light traces of water in them. She had begged for mercy from him many times but he did not

until now, she still had

buried his head in the nook of her neck. He lost his control when he wanted her so much. He hoped that he could put

wanted to make her a part of

can’t

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

lifted his face from the nook of her neck and rubbed his

and rubbed, “I, can