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?”

she was so tossed out of breath that the word she came out was as if she was acting

he did not continue to torment her but instead he hugged her and slept. He gently patted her back and coaxed, “I’m

When she woke up, no

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

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

others think

table quickly so she did not fall. She stood and rested for a while before walking.

her mind, she cursed Matthew a

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

not see Victoria and Jayden

villa, so they called

her discomfort. She did not look at Coral’s eyes

Dolores’ voice, Matthew shut his computer. He was looking at the year-end report but he did not want to look at it now. He stood up from the sofa and looked at her, “You shall be hungry,

as

stairs and walked

in the kitchen, I’ll

out a chair and sat down as Coral brought her the hot dishes. Seeing Matthew enter, she went out sagely,

hands on her two sides, and put his lips to

with both her

completely treated

he became, his hand reached down from the hem of her shirt to her

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

it cute and laughed

in the morning with the two children and said that they would not return

was no

children had woken up and I’m the only one sleeping. What do you want the elders to think of me? Have you ever thought

when he came back, it was late, and he ...

her. Dolores

scared

To prevent her from struggling, he pressed her hands across his firm chest. He stuck

had begged for mercy from him many times but he did not want

she still had a

neck. He lost his control when he wanted her so much. He hoped that he could put her inside

her a

just can’t control it.” His voice

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

face from the nook of her neck and rubbed his

rubbed, “I, can