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

can provide me emotional support, share your thoughts with me, listen to mine, spend quality time together after work, or do some mundane things together." "What kind

for a walk, go shopping, and..." Daniel stopped

off guard by

passionate and lingering. He slowly moved his hand to her small waist

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

She was thirsty and wet down there. Nervousness, shyness, embarrassment, and an inexplicable sense of

more she tried to move

the deep kiss, both of their

smooth voice, "Sisi, don't be afraid. Some desires are hard to control, you have

shy that she couldn't look into

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