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

“A little.” The general managers of several branches had toasted him, he had to drink.

He got even closer, the hot air from his words sprayed next to her face, tingling and itching. Dolores slightly turned her head sideways. Matthew pinched her face to make her upright and looked at him. He asked, “Does it smell bad?”

Dolores nodded, “It’s all the smell of alcohol, what do you think?”

“Then I’ll go bathing.” He smothered a laugh, “Do you want to bathe with me?”

Dolores blushed in shame and pushed him, “Don’t be silly.”

Seeing her blush, he smiled even deeper. He stood up from the bed and went to the bathroom.

Soon the sound of rushing water came out from the bathroom.

Dolores wrapped herself tightly in the quilt. She was inexplicably nervous.

Not long after, a low voice came from the bathroom, “Help me with my clothes.”

Dolores looked up and looked at the glass door of the bathroom, remembering that she had put the only bathrobe on when she took a shower. There was none inside now.

She held her forehead as she forgot to put another set inside.

She got up and went to the cupboard to find a new set. She did prepare these household items when she moved here. She tore off the label, walked to the bathroom door and knocked, “Here you go.”

Soon, the door of the bathroom was opened and a grip was placed on her wrist. Before she could react, she was pulled inside and she was pinned against the wall.

He had just taken a shower. The whole bathroom was foggy. His firm body was covered with dense crystal droplets of water.

“What are you doing ... Hmm...”

Before she could finish her words, she was kissed on the lips and drowned in his passion.

...

A pair of shadows shifted on the glass door of the bathroom.

It was fiery and long.

Dolores did not know when he would finish. In the end, she lost her strength and relied on him to hold her, or else she would have lain down.

In a daze, she was carried to the bed and wrapped in the quilt. She was exhausted but there was still someone making a mess on her mouth. She used all her strength to bite his lips. Matthew frowned and soon he stretched his brows. He asked in a muffled voice, “Still want to continue?”

that the word she came out was as

tired, so he did not continue to torment her but

soundly. When she woke up, no

got up, took her phone from the table and glanced at the time. It was almost one o’clock. She opened her eyes widely. Had

Matthew here. Victoria and Jayden were here

would others think of

was because she was moving too fast or because she had been ‘abused’ by Matthew last night, her legs went weak and she almost fell. Luckily, she held the bedside table quickly so she did not fall.

she cursed Matthew a

she went to the cupboard to find herself a black turtleneck jumper and a plaid skirt. After tidying up, she

did not see Victoria and Jayden in

and there was no one at the villa, so they called her over to spend New Year's Eve with them. She greeted Dolores when she

hair to hide her discomfort. She did not look at Coral’s

not want to look

ignored him as she

the stairs and walked

rice heating up for you in the kitchen, I’ll

down as Coral brought her the hot dishes. Seeing Matthew enter, she went out sagely, “It’s snowing outside, I’ll go to the courtyard to enjoy the

two

bowl with both her hands and

treated Matthew as

ignored him, the more reckless he became, his hand reached down

angrily to glare at him, “Do you want to be shameless? If people see this, do you plan not

angry face, he found it cute and laughed lightly, “There’s

had gone out early in the morning with the two children and

was no one at

didn’t you call me in the morning? You’re not the only one here, there’s a whole family here. All the adults and children had woken up and I’m the only one sleeping. What do

very tired.” Last night when he came back, it was late, and he ... she had barely slept until morning, so she slept soundly. How could he have the

her. Dolores pushed his

scared

wrapped her in his arms. To prevent her from struggling, he pressed her hands across his firm chest. He stuck at her slender

with light traces of water in them. She had begged for mercy from him many times but he did not want to let her

she still had

his control when he wanted

her a

know what’s wrong with me, I just can’t control it.” His voice was

for over thirty years. He’d held it in for so long.

and rubbed his cheek against hers,

and rubbed, “I, can