The Ex and Her Riches

Charles was truly on the verge of exploding.

He suppressed the fury in his heart and spoke with a gentler tone.

“Gwen, I can do all those things too, and I’m better looking than him. Wouldn’t that make you happier?”

Gwendolyn once again lifted Maverick’s chin, examining his facial features.

“You are good-looking, but he is handsome. It’s not the same,” she retorted.

Charles had gentle and delicate features, with a pair of deep blue eyes that added a touch of color and made him look more beautiful than a gorgeous woman.

On the contrary, Maverick’s eyes were dark and deep, and his facial features were extraordinarily handsome.

When he was not smiling, he would exude a cold aura.

But when he softened the look in his eyes, feigning innocence and playing the victim, he gave off the vibe of a wolf in sheep’s clothing, which made Gwendolyn want to punish him.

His face was, above all, strikingly attractive.

This time around, with his thin lips gently holding his shirt and his hands bound, he was the embodiment of desire and submission.

This gave her a strong urge to tease him relentlessly.

Gwendolyn’s words fell softly into Maverick’s ears, sounding especially pleasant and soothing.

He obediently held his hands up high and kept the shirt in his mouth without moving an inch. Under Gwendolyn’s teasing, his face turned slightly red.

“Such a good boy.”

Gwendolyn was quite pleased with Maverick’s performance. She picked up the glass of red wine on the table and brought it to his lips, saying, “This is your reward.”

Maverick parted his lips, and his shirt slipped off.

With Gwendolyn feeding him, he drained the glass of red wine in one gulp.

As the wine entered his throat smoothly, a sweet and intoxicating aroma filled his senses. It was the most delicious wine in the world.

For a moment, Maverick was completely immersed in the sweet aroma of the wine.

Upon seeing the dark red wine dripping from the corner of his mouth, Gwendolyn gently wiped it away with her index finger.

The drop of wine was transferred to her fingertip. She glanced at it, then brought her finger to Maverick’s lips. “It’s yours. Lick it clean.”

Maverick’s cheeks flushed. He gently extended his tongue, carefully licking the wine off her finger and sending a tingling sensation through it.

this extremely

marriage, he always remained aloof, condescending, and

face was cold, stern, and filled with arrogance. He had treated

sat on her lap, cautiously and attentively doing everything he could to please her. He was much like a big dog intoxicated

a scene was something she could never have imagined

out a

her bright expression, he began to please her

not help but

were red with anger as he glared

was a strong urge within him as he wished that he was the one sitting on top

reality. “Gwen, do you dare to say you’ve never had feelings for me? Were all those years

her finger. Then, she lifted Maverick’s shirt and brought it

while Gwendolyn’s caresses over

Maverick, she responded

most. From that moment

unable to utter a single word for quite

you

brimmed in Charles’ eyes as he stared at her

eagerly anticipated Gwendolyn to turn around, look at him, and

Unfortunately, she did not.

too busy teasing Maverick with a beaming

Gwendolyn’s actions. As

hold himself back and gently asked, “Do you want

on his shirt, his lips trembling slightly. With his brows furrowed, he unconsciously let out

patient and smiled indulgently. “Okay. This isn’t the right place, so

and then untied the belt that bound his hands. After

and straighten your

red marks on Maverick’s wrists from the tight grip of the belt, but they were like a trophy

he felt

his large, well-defined hand in her small one. Her

entire time, she did not glance at Charles

Gwendolyn and Maverick left

Villa, and it was then that Gwendolyn finally withdrew her

her eyes to rest, her face regained its previous coldness, and her

change left Maverick

private room of Realm Bar just now, he had heard the

I had to choose between you and him,

is handsome. It’s

were still tinted red. Hesitantly, he reached out his hand, wanting to ask

“Gwendolyn…”

sleeve, Gwendolyn frowned in disgust and

the

things to Charles. But when it comes to me,