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!

glimpse of the smear of red on the

the light-colored bed

her legs up, Silvia grabbed a pillow and covered her face – she wanted

Simon also instantly reacted to

it couldn’t be that. There was

a pol of cold water

to

few seconds of silence, he finally bent down and picked

“Fuck, what for?”

panicked as her body

pillow fell from her face, she could not avoid it, her

have a

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

the shower head and adjusting the water temperature, he

a moment, Silvia came back to

was just the right temperature to pour on the body. Silvia had to say:

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

mixed emotions, she realized her truly embarrassing

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

Perhaps the stress and lack

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

was still outside, really

the bathroom opened and Simon came back in, putting a stack of things he was carryingand a large bag

now,” he said and went

pile was a full set of

big bag was also prepared with sanitary

prepared, but went from day to night, and even sleeping pants. Everything she could need was

here as she

was to provide a wide range of products and services to its

had been changed in its entirety, and Simon was sitting on a chair in his silk pajamas, with his laptop on

pleasing, but to drink coffee at this hour? Was he

eyes to here, he opened his mouth and

him turn his head and raise his chin to gesture at

found steaming brown sugar water. She was really surprised that he could consider so much and prepare so much in a

comfortable at the

the lights, Simon glanced

holding back a yawn, she asked

later,” he said.

down again and adjusted the

his movements, the yellowish light falling on his body, reflecting the blurred and ambiguous outline of his side

matter from the front or the side, it was three hundred and sixty degrees without any dead

she didn’t notice

coffee, which still looked black, Silvia couldn’t help but

what?” he asked casually. putting down the cup in his