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?”

breath that the word she came out was

body was covered with his marks. He knew that she was really tired, so he did not continue to torment her but instead he hugged

soundly. When she woke up, no one was

glanced at the time. It was almost one o’clock. She opened her eyes widely. Had

Matthew here. Victoria and Jayden were here too. Why she did not

others

night, her legs went weak and she almost fell. Luckily, she held the bedside table quickly so she did not fall. She stood and rested for

she cursed Matthew a thousand

to the cupboard to find herself a black turtleneck jumper and a plaid

she did not see Victoria and Jayden

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

handful of hair to hide her discomfort. She did

want to look at it now. He stood up from the sofa and looked

him as

down the stairs and walked towards

you in the kitchen,

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

from her back, braced his hands on her two

both her hands

treated Matthew

her cheek. The more Dolores ignored him, the more reckless he became,

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

he found it cute and laughed lightly, “There’s no one

out early in the morning with the

no one

morning? You’re not the only one here, there’s a whole family here. All the adults and children had woken

Last night when he came back, it was late, and he ... she

hugged her. Dolores pushed

was scared of

pressed her hands across his firm chest. He stuck at her slender back, nibbled her ear and asked, “Did I hurt

of water in them. She had begged for mercy from him many times

still had a burning

He lost his control when he wanted her so much. He hoped that he

to make her a

what’s wrong with me, I just can’t

for over thirty years. He’d held it in for so long. It was terrifying once he got his

neck and rubbed his cheek against hers, “I’ll be more gentle next

squirmed and rubbed, “I, can