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!

had caught a glimpse of the smear

red slid down on the light-colored

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

instantly reacted to what that

so it couldn’t be that.

a pol of cold water over his head, instantly

up, wanted to

of silence, he finally bent

“Fuck, what for?”

as her body

from her face, she could not avoid it, her eyes were

have a

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

temperature, he handed it to her, “I’ll wait for

a moment, Silvia came back to

pour on the body. Silvia had

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

rinsed herself, filled with mixed emotions, she realized her truly embarrassing problem –

Love” that she had forgotten

the days, today was early. Perhaps the stress and lack of sleep from all her tossing

the hotel would provide such things, or,

her phone was still

came back in, putting a stack of things he was

now,” he said and

a full set of clean pajamas, including

that the big bag

from day to night, and even sleeping

a much here as she would use in

spa’s inain business was to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers, and it did

on a chair in his silk pajamas, with his laptop on his lines

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

he opened his mouth and said,

raise his chin to

his line of sight, she found steaming brown sugar water. She was really surprised that he could consider so much and prepare so much in a short

it up and drank it all, warm and comfortable at the small of her back,

lights, Simon

you going to sleep?” Not holding back a

later,” he said. “You go ahead

pillow and pulling up the covers, he sat down again and adjusted the temperature of the cold air

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

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

she didn’t notice

drink coffee, which still looked black, Silvia couldn’t help but say, “Drinking coffee at night will … ha… prevent you

casually. putting down the