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 of red on

light-colored bed sheet, little shy,

Silvia grabbed a pillow and covered her

her embarrassment, Simon also instantly reacted to what

yet, so it couldn’t

a pol of cold water over his

straightened up, wanted to

he finally bent down and

“Fuck, what for?”

as her

from her face, she could not avoid

have a taste for bloodshed

face and had entered the shower

the water temperature, he handed

Silvia

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

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

emotions, she realized her truly embarrassing problem

had been so busy lately for her “First Love”

early. Perhaps the stress and lack of sleep from all her

hotel would provide such things, or, should she call an

phone was still outside, really embarrassing.

in, putting a stack of things he was carryingand a large

now,”

was a full set of clean pajamas, including underwear. The clothes and pants were all

thing was that the big bag was also

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

she would use in three months,

of products

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

but to drink coffee at this hour? Was

he opened his mouth and

over, but saw him turn his head and raise his chin to gesture at the table next to him. “Drink it and go

steaming brown sugar water. She was really surprised that

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

the lights, Simon glanced at

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

said.

again and adjusted the temperature of the cold air before taking

movements, the yellowish light falling on his body, reflecting the

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

she didn’t notice

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

he asked casually. putting down the cup in his