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 her.

She dared to kiss him and even

idea how powerless he

the purest light. "Sylvester, I

out a soft chuckle, his voice deep

really did like

for him

pondered whether her fondness

it was,

her soft waist, "But you're still too young, it's not

hurt her. He wanted to wait until she

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

her gaze lingering fondly on Sylvester, "Sylvester, I'm seventeen. Back in my community, I'd be old enough to have children." Which meant, she was ready to be intimate with

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

an ancient lineage blessed by the heavens, viewed procreation as their most sacred

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