The Wrong Woman

Daniel held Sienna's waist tightly while gazing at her intensely. He asked, "Why didn't you sleep longer in my bed?"

"Hmm?" Sienna blinked in confusion.

Daniel chuckled lightly and asked, "Were you waiting for me to get home, so we could sleep together?"

Sienna blushed. She gently hit his chest as she shyly murmured, "Not a chance."

"From now on, you don't have to cook for me," Daniel said as he touched her fair hand. Then, he gently kissed her hand.

"Why?" Sienna asked as she felt puzzled. After all, she believed her cooking was decent, as she had always been the one cooking at home.

"I'll cook when I come back. If I'm too busy, we'll hire a chef," Daniel said. He caressed her hand and continued, "My girlfriend doesn't need to cook or do household chores."

curiously, "Then what do you want your girlfriend to do

with me, listen to mine, spend quality time together after work, or do some

walk, go shopping, and..." Daniel stopped saying

off guard by the kiss, so

was passionate and lingering. He slowly moved his hand to her

deep kiss grew more intense, Sienna felt her body's response becoming increasingly strong. Sitting in the

body inexplicably turned weak and limp. She was thirsty and wet down there. Nervousness, shyness, embarrassment, and an inexplicable sense of fear made

to move away, the tighter Daniel

by the deep kiss, both of their breaths became

her lips. Looking at her bewilderedly,che gently murmured with a smooth voice,

so shy that she

accept sex before marriage," Daniel said with a bitter smile. "I won't force you. I can