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."

"Then what do you want

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

eat, go out for a walk, go shopping, and..." Daniel stopped saying

off guard by the kiss, so she shyly

kiss was passionate and lingering. He slowly moved his hand to her small waist and gently pulled

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

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

more she tried to move away,

ignited by the deep kiss, both of their breaths became

smooth voice, "Sisi, don't be afraid. Some desires

Sienna was so shy that she couldn't look into his

Daniel said