My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 413

Meanwhile, an unprecedented war took place in the master bedroom, from the bed, to the carpet, the balcony, the shower, the dressing room, the gym, the bathroom…

When Sophia woke up the next day, she felt that her body wasn’t her own. Her head hurt; her teeth hurt; her tongue hurt; even her hips, butt, chest, stomach, and legs hurt. It hurt even to go to the toilet.

She was like a robot that was seldom used, and the sudden exertion forced her rusty parts to screech against each other painfully, but she wasn’t allowed the time to get used to it.

Last night, Michael had practically been like a beast as he took her. So vicious he was in his conquest that they ended up going through quite a few condoms. Sitting up was painful, and standing up was painful, not to mention lying down on her back, her front, or even on her side.

Sophia wished she was dead as she pressed a pillow to her belly, sobbing quietly with her face buried in another pillow as she regretted her choice—she shouldn’t have challenged a beast and its nature.

Michael woke up at last. Turning over to lie on his side, he looked at her before asking in an amused way, “You going to ignore me?”

“Nope, nope.” Sophia’s weak voice made its way over from the pillow.

“Was last night a thrill?”

“Yes, yes! Couldn’t be any more thrilling!”

“I handed over half a month’s worth of seed in last night’s session. Are you moved by that?”

 

Sophia was currently as timid as a new bride. “Yes…”

out and ruffled

 

recover and hadn’t been going to class. All she did was watch ‘Temptations Of Home’ or stuff like that. Her body had clearly grown, and she now had more meat on her bones, which made her look even cuter. Now that her little face was now a bit longer and mature, she had

sat at a desk piled high with books, dressed in her fading uniform, a pen

thinking then? Perhaps she was wondering what to eat for lunch, or maybe she was wondering what she would do if she got into Bayside University.

just with that look in her eyes. It was the

Fletcher was already an officer then, and Elizabeth Murray had gone back to the spotlight that she had stepped away

performers invited, and she sang her heart out on the stage then. As he listened

finished her performance, he weaved through her crowd

Fletchers had always been loyal to whoever they set their eyes on. They would end up with whoever they first took a

along with things. Since they had grown up together, even Old Master Fletcher and the people around him said that

Old Master Fletcher’s eyes. They never dared to cross that line. Always, he felt that

easily. It was only then that he realized that their relationship had been the result of going along with

caught sight of Sophia in that photo, he wanted to protect her and hold up the sky for this fragile yet strong girl with his own warm hands, to build a space that

nurtured her, giving her a space for her to grow healthily, allowing her

few light imprints of a bite on her butt, so light that they could barely be seen. The man was in a good mood after a good night’s worth of

drank some water before getting into the shower. As he washed himself, he even sang a song to express the delight he felt after a night’s romp. “You’re my lover, a lass like a rose.

the entertainment sites again. It was probably

most clicked-on articles within a few hours. On this day, an entertainment reporter made the long journey to Africa to interview Faye,

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