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

bright red slid down on the light-colored bed sheet, little

a pillow and covered her face – she wanted

embarrassment, Simon also instantly reacted to

couldn’t be

of cold water over his head,

straightened up, wanted to

he finally

“Fuck, what for?”

panicked as her

from her face, she could not avoid

I don’t have a

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

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

for a moment, Silvia

just the right temperature to pour on the body. Silvia had to say: Simon was very considerate, also very good at

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

filled with mixed emotions, she realized her truly embarrassing problem – no

for her “First Love” that

early. Perhaps the stress and

hotel would provide such things, or, should

her phone was still outside, really embarrassing.

back in, putting a stack of things he was

now,” he said and

set of clean pajamas, including underwear.

big bag was

night, and even sleeping pants. Everything she could need was

here as she would use

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

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

room was pleasing, but to drink

to here, he opened his

meekly walked over, but saw him turn his head and raise his chin to gesture at the table next

sugar water. She was really surprised that he could consider so much and prepare so much in a short period of

warm and comfortable at the small of her back, sitting down against the bed, instantly comfortable enough to want to doze

Simon glanced at her.

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

said. “You

covers, he sat down again and adjusted the temperature of

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

or the side,

come she didn’t

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

asked casually. putting down the cup in