Chapter 165 Trying to outwit him? Think he wouldn't see through?

After speaking, Sylvester kissed her again, his large hand cradling the back of Lela's head, his lips locking hers in place.

Lela couldn't bear the intensity of his kiss, tears in her eyes, her tongue pushing against his.

Sylvester keenly felt the desire within him roaring.

He couldn't hit her, couldn't berate her, and even the act of punishing her only tormented himself.

Like a deflated balloon, Sylvester released her. He watched as she lay on the couch, panting; her neckline slipped down, and her cheeks flushed with a sensual allure.

had made, and then swept her into his arms, letting her straddle his lap. His amber eyes,

already figured out her strategy the moment she

Sylvester's neck and pressing her body against his chest, she looked up at him with wet eyes, her voice silky soft, "Master Sylvester, I don't like that way of kissing. Can

way you kissed me last time in the kitchen at home. Can we do that instead?" She didn't even mention the gambling at the race track and was about to

she

down at her with a dark expression, his

in, pressing her mouth against the fabric of his white shirt, her little tongue tracing circles over his

up straight, his large hand gripping Lela's slender neck, pulling her away, "Is this your explanation?

was pulled back, her hands clutched together, her head bowed, her lips pursed, and

to see Lela suffer even the slightest hardship and found her distressing state unbearably touching. His expression immediately turned

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