Chapter122 A Twisted Love

Dog! Men are such dogs!

She always thought she was the insecure one, but it seems that wasn't the case.

With resignation, Lela cupped Sylvester's face, their foreheads touching. She whispered softly, "Master Sylvester, what are you afraid of? I'll never leave you." Her entire plan, this intricately laid trap, had been for him from the start.

She kissed the corner of his mouth, even mimicking Sylvester's move, teasing his lips open with her tongue, their mouths dancing together.

Sylvester's eyes sharpened, his alluring amber gaze fixed on Lela with desire reaching his eyes. As his passion neared a tipping point, he released her. Lela's eyes, misty and moist, watched Sylvester, unintentionally flicking her tongue over her lips.

So that's his taste.

A refreshing hint of mint.

She adored it.

fixing his eyes on

She dared to kiss him

any idea how powerless he

eyes shimmering with the purest light. "Sylvester,

soft chuckle, his voice deep and irresistibly sultry,

really did

fallen for him at first

pondered whether her fondness for him was an

it was, to

her soft waist, "But you're still too young, it's

He wanted to

embraced modern values, couldn't help but smile. He

chin, rubbing her cheek against it, her gaze lingering fondly on Sylvester, "Sylvester, I'm seventeen. Back in my community, I'd be

reality of her primitive tribe deep in the woods, girls were ready to choose a

Glade, carrying an ancient lineage blessed by the heavens, viewed procreation as their

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