Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

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

nerve! She dared to kiss him and even

have any idea how powerless

eyes shimmering with the purest light. "Sylvester,

he let out a soft chuckle, his voice deep and irresistibly sultry, "Little one, you

did like

fallen for him at first

once pondered whether her fondness for him was

was,

Gomez squinted, his left hand gently squeezing her soft waist,

her. He wanted to wait until she was of age, until she

who had embraced modern values, couldn't help but smile. He had always been protecting her, hadn't

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

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

tribe of the Sunlit Glade, carrying an ancient lineage blessed by the heavens, viewed procreation as their most sacred and important