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.

inhaled deeply, tilting Lela's chin up, fixing his eyes on her. "Do you even realize what

him and even slip him her

have any idea how powerless he was

purest

eyes darkened slightly before he let out a soft chuckle, his voice deep and irresistibly sultry, "Little one, you like me

did like

fallen for him

fondness for him

it was, to some

Gomez squinted, his left hand gently squeezing her soft

He wanted to wait until she was of age, until she could

values, couldn't help but smile. He had

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

deep in the woods, girls were

carrying an ancient lineage blessed by