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

their three years of marriage, he always remained aloof,

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

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

was something she could

out a series of

her bright expression, he began to please

not help but

with anger as he glared at Maverick

that he was the one sitting on top of Gwendolyn

hard to accept the reality. “Gwen, do you dare to say you’ve never had feelings

Maverick’s shirt and brought it back to his

bit down gently, while Gwendolyn’s

Maverick,

that moment on, it was destined that we could never be together in

unable to utter a single word for quite

well now. If you truly feel that you owe me something, you should stay far away from me

eyes as he

to turn around, look at him, and reveal even the slightest hint

Unfortunately, she did not.

teasing Maverick with

Gwendolyn’s actions. As his breathing became rapid, the frequency

his struggle to hold himself back and

on his shirt, his lips trembling slightly. With his

and smiled indulgently. “Okay. This isn’t the right

and then untied the belt that bound his hands. After

it on and

tight grip of the belt, but they were like a

the red marks moved around in Charles’ vision, he felt his eyes sting. Not only that, his heart hurt even

small one. Her

did not glance at Charles

and Maverick left Realm Bar hand in

the car to head back to Bay Villa, and it was then that Gwendolyn finally withdrew her hand with

gently closed her eyes to rest, her

left Maverick a bit

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

choose between you and him,

but he is handsome. It’s not the

to ask if there was even the slightest bit of

“Gwendolyn…”

could touch her sleeve, Gwendolyn frowned in disgust and instinctively

displayed the

Charles. But when it comes to me, she