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.

his clothes that Lela had made, and then swept her into his arms, letting her straddle his lap. His amber eyes, filled with desire and fierceness,

she saw Sylvester. She knew he wouldn't blame

looked up at him with wet eyes, her voice silky soft, "Master Sylvester, I don't like that way of kissing. Can

that instead?" She didn't even mention the gambling at the race track and was about to move

by Master Sylvester? No problem, she thought, we can just

at her with a dark expression, his voice

shirt, her little tongue tracing circles

sat up straight, his large hand gripping Lela's slender neck, pulling her away,

her head bowed, her lips pursed, and her eyes

her. He couldn't bear to see Lela suffer even the slightest hardship and found her distressing state unbearably touching. His expression immediately turned to

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