Sweet Revenge

Chapter 11 :It’s his wedding night

Silvia pressed against him, and because the force was so fierce and sudden, her teeth knocked against his lips, which seemed to have a slight taste of blood.

She closed her eyes tightly, thinking of nothing, saying nothing, but showing her determination by her actions.

There was no such thing as getting something for nothing in this world, let alone taking anything for granted, there was only an exchange of equals.

Give and take.

Since she had married him to enjoy the benefits that would bring her, the obligations should also be fulfilled.

with her soft and warm fragrance in his arms, he had no reason to refuse.

His big palm turned to caress the back of her head, and soon hers had done the same. He was deep into the kiss, teaching his little wife what was called a real kiss,

The water was so warm that Silvia was almost suffocated by the kiss.

Simon soon sensed that something was wrong and picked her up and walked out of the hot tub.

When he came out, he pulled a large, clean towel and wrapped her in it, carefully placing her on the oversized round bed.

Her long hair was damp and spread out, her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes fluttered lightly, and her cheeks were flushed with unnatural pink from the heat, which looked very tempting

Simon leaned over and pressed down.

Silvia was a little nervous, both hands hanging on the sides of her body, unconsciously gripping the sheets beneath

her.

Even if she hadn’t done it before, she had heard about it on TV and in novels, and she was apprehensive and afraid of

pain.

Simon was attentive to her nervousness and stopped at the critical moment, looking into her closed eyes, “If you’re not ready, we can wait.”

Silvia, trembling lightly, opened her eyes and saw sincerity and respect in his eyes.

This feeling of being cherished warmed her heart, and shaking her head to release her hand, she raised her arm to hang on his neck, “I can do it! You continue…”

The latter word had not yet been spoken when a sudden stream of heat came beneath her body.

She was stunned.

Seeing the change in her face, Simon, most likely sensing something too, looked down.

“Don’t look

Almost a moan. It couldn’t be that coincidental!

already too late – Simon had caught a glimpse of the smear of red on the sheets that

the light-colored bed sheet, little shy,

and covered

also instantly reacted

hadn’t done it yet, so it couldn’t be that. There was

realization seemed to be a pol of cold water over his head, instantly dousing

up, wanted to sigh, and

a few seconds of silence, he finally bent down and picked her

“Fuck, what for?”

panicked as her body

from her face, she could not avoid it, her eyes were open like a

I don’t have a taste

the sentence without changing his face and had entered the shower and

and adjusting the water temperature,

moment, Silvia came back to

the body. Silvia had to say: Simon was very considerate, also very good at

that Simon, who was rumored to be a fierce and decisive person, and who was a legend in the business world, would be like this in

filled with mixed emotions, she realized

lately for her “First Love” that she had forgotten about her own

early. Perhaps the stress and lack of sleep from all

didn’t know if the hotel would provide such things, or, should she call

still outside, really

in, putting a stack of things he was carryingand a large bag in the dry

now,” he said

pile was a full set

most important thing was that the big bag was also prepared with

day to night, and even sleeping pants. Everything she could need

here as she would use in three months, no

was to provide a wide range of products and services to

his silk pajamas, with his laptop on

was pleasing, but to drink coffee at this hour? Was he not going to

here, he opened his mouth and

and raise his chin to gesture at the table next to him. “Drink it

that he could consider so much and

lips, but she still obediently picked it up and drank it all, warm and comfortable at

the lights, Simon glanced at her.

going to sleep?” Not holding back a yawn, she

sleep later,” he said.

and adjusted the temperature of

sleep and watched his movements, the yellowish light falling on his body, reflecting the blurred and

no matter from the front or the side, it was three hundred and sixty degrees

didn’t notice it

still looked black, Silvia couldn’t help but say, “Drinking coffee at

he asked casually. putting down the cup in