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!

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

light-colored bed

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

her embarrassment, Simon also instantly reacted to

it couldn’t be that. There was only

be a pol of cold water over his head, instantly

straightened up, wanted to sigh,

of silence, he finally bent down and picked

“Fuck, what for?”

panicked as her

avoid it, her eyes were open like a

have a taste for

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

down the shower head and adjusting the water temperature, he handed

a moment, Silvia came back

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

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

mixed emotions, she realized her truly embarrassing problem –

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

the stress and lack of

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

still outside,

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

this for now,”

set of clean pajamas, including underwear. The clothes and pants were

was that the big bag was

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

as she

range of products

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

pleasing, but to drink coffee

opened his mouth and said, “Come

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

really surprised that he could consider so much and prepare so

lips, but she still obediently picked it up and drank it all, warm and comfortable at the small of her back, sitting down against

the lights, Simon glanced

Not holding

sleep later,” he said. “You

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

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

the side, it was three hundred and sixty

come she didn’t notice

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

he asked casually. putting down the cup in