Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap by Hannah Baker

She laid there for a long time and fell asleep without knowing it.

In her sleep, she felt someone hugging her from behind, kissing her on the neck and whispering her name in her ear.

“Lola.”

Initially she thought it was a dream but the whisper made her wake up. She suddenly opened her eyes, turned her head and saw that Sampson’s obsessive expressions had not yet dissipated and he was looking at her fiercely.

Without barely thinking, she lifted the quilt and got out of the bed.

She retreated to the wall barefoot, only stopping when there was no place left behind her.

Sampson didn’t come to his senses for a couple seconds, then he looked at her, “Why are you getting so worked up?”

Dolores pretended to be calm and denied, “No, I am not getting worked up. I was in a deep sleep, but suddenly someone… I… I got scared.’

“It’s just me, not a bad guy. Come back to bed.” Sampson waved at her warmly, his upper body naked.

Dolores didn’t move or respond to him. In the silence, she could hear the sounds of her dry breathes in her throat. She always felt extremely nervous and edgy whenever she was with Sampson. Her blood swelled as if her head was being pulled apart and her whole body was covered in a layer of cold sweat.

Sampson stared at her with his deep probing gaze, but also full of temptation, “Why? Are you afraid of me?”

Dolores shook her head, “No.” She turned her head and glanced towards the balcony. The sky was already dark and only the lights in the room were on, “I slept for the whole afternoon and I am not sleepy anymore. You go to sleep.”

Sampson lifted the quilt, got off the bed and approached her. Dolores was helpless with apprehension.

She kept crying inwardly. Don’t come over, don’t come over.

Sampson grabbed her slender wrist and said, “I want to sleep with you.”

“But I am not sleepy anymore.” Dolores was in a panic. Sampson’s behavior had let her know what he wanted to do.

The clearer he expressed himself, the more afraid she got.

he had just woke up,

her into his arms fiercely and held her tightly

pushed him away like crazy, “I won’t, I don’t

not?” Sampson grabbed her restless

took a long time for her to find an excuse, “I… My stomach still hurts,

“You still remember everything,

know what you are talking about.” Dolores shook her head violently, struggling to get out of

in their strength was so great

laughed in a low voice gloomily, “You don’t know? Then let me tell you. You didn’t forget anything; you are just pretending to forget the past so that I

and she looked at him imploringly, “Will you let me go? I am

you feel comfortable!” This time Sampson was like a deranged beast. Regardless of Dolores struggles and begging, he pushed her down on the bed and ripped off her clothes. Dolores struggled desperately under him, “Please, let

in his bones. Her became even more presumptuous and his actions became rough.

a virgin? Why are you being so reserved?” Sampson stared at her alluring figure with red eyes and smiled evilly, “I love you so much, you

from him at all. Her expressions were overwhelmed by despair. She stopped struggling, not because she gave up but because if she didn’t

stopped struggling. Sampson thought that she had given up and was willing to cooperate with him. He gently stroked her cheek, “You are a

desperately around the room. If she was forced by Sampson today, then she

a bed in this room and she had no tools even

short time of relaxation as he took his pants off, Dolores tried her best to push him away and rushed to the door to open it. She twisted the handle vigorously, but the door was tightly shut and she couldn’t open

behind her calmly, wearing only underwear on his body. His skin was white and

from being on display, slowly turned around

was her fortune that she knew

behind Sampson, she made up her

decisive expressions, Sampson

say

where she got such brute force as she pushed him away. Bang! With a sound, her head hit the wall. The air in the room

she couldn’t lift them up. Warm liquid flowed

She thought

made arrangements for her children, if she died, they would be bullied. They didn’t even

It hurt

didn’t want to