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

“Your first time?”

The man’s voice with the smell of his hormone was lingering in her ears. It was obvious that he was asking her, but he sounded quite eager.

The man seemed to pause a bit. His chest clinging to her back was so hot that the heat seemed to burn her flesh. His cold lips were tightly attached to her skin, ambiguously and eagerly. He wanted to have sex with this woman so much, but he was still restraining himself, “It’s still not too late for you to regret.”

“I don’t regret it.”

As soon as she finished her words, the man behind her wrapped around her waist, took the chance to press her onto the bed. In the dark, she couldn’t see his face clearly. All she knew was that he was quite eager. His body was as hot as the flame. His hands seemed to with magic - each inch of her skin touched by him was like on fire.

In nervousness and fear, she wanted to push him away, but thinking about her mother and younger brother in the hospital, she withdrew her hands. She gripped the bed sheet under her tightly.

Suddenly, her body seemed to be torn apart. It hurt, only not physically but also mentally. To stop moaning shamelessly under the man, she bit her bottom lip tightly to keep silent.

The man was so powerful. For several times, she couldn’t bear it, wanting to push him away.

“Don’t-”

Suddenly, Dolores woke up from the dream. She widened her eyes, rolling them to look around. Then her eyes met the pair of amorous eyes above her.

She shocked.

Immediately she bounced to sit up and stammered, “You... You... Who are you?”

“You’ve stolen my line.” The man’s voice was deep and calm. He had short hair and brown eyes, which were as elegant as the starry sky at midnight. He looked especially handsome when he curled up his lips into a smile. Looking at Dolores’s tears that hadn’t dried, he asked, “Did you have a nightmare just now?”

Dolores gripped the quilt tightly. It was more than a nightmare for her.

All through the past years, she had never dreamed about the things that happened that night. It was so real in the dream. The thing that had been hidden at the bottom of her heart, which she was unwilling to mention at all, suddenly appeared in her mind. It was like the scab of her scar in the past was torn up, and her wound was bleeding.

“Did you save me?” She recalled that she could hardly breathe in the river, losing her consciousness. She completely had no idea what happened next.

“Yeah. To be exact - I asked someone to save you.” The man kept a faint smile.

his eyes

wasn’t until now did Dolores find that the man was sitting in a wheelchair. He was in street

disdain in her

the driver. Then I asked my servant to save you,” the

driver, so

soon as she moved, she had a pain in her

to him, and he could understand because she didn’t know him at all and needed to be on guard. Hence, he didn’t continue asking her the question, “Please don’t worry. You are safe here. I also asked my doctor to check you up. Because of the injuries on your foot, I’m afraid you can’t get off the bed until half a

her foot was injured, but much to her surprise, he asked his doctor to check her up, “Thank you so

I believe even I weren’t there, someone else

a bit unpleasant, he had saved her life,

to tell him that she was safe. She wondered how Simona and he were doing when she was away in

at the jade bracelet, his eyes twinkled a little. He refused, “No, you may not. She will take

speaking, he operated the wheelchair and left the room. When he reached the

widened her eyes but didn’t answer him honestly,

her that the man in front of her was not

“Aurora Flores? Lola? I like the name. My name is Charles

room. A girl, who had been standing at the door, walked in and then greeted Dolores, “Hi, Miss. Please

trust his man at all, feeling as if she had left the wolf’s den and fell into the

Who is the man

man just now is our young

for her at all,

had never heard about the

Dolores was confused seemingly. She explained, “He just had some trouble with his legs.

young. When she talked about her young master, worship was written all over

roughly guessed that she had a

under Sampson’s control, Dolores couldn’t sleep well at all. She was quite physically exhausted. At least, the man shouldn’t do anything to

let others know what was in her mind. She decided to calm herself down

me if you need anything.” Amelia left the