Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 170 Waking From The Dream

Charles was truly on the verge of exploding.

He suppressed the fury in his heart and spoke with a gentler tone.

“Gwen, I can do all those things too, and I’m better looking than him. Wouldn’t that make you happier?”

Gwendolyn once again lifted Maverick’s chin, examining his facial features.

“You are good-looking, but he is handsome. It’s not the same,” she retorted.

Charles had gentle and delicate features, with a pair of deep blue eyes that added a touch of color and made him look more beautiful than a gorgeous woman.

On the contrary, Maverick’s eyes were dark and deep, and his facial features were extraordinarily handsome.

When he was not smiling, he would exude a cold aura.

But when he softened the look in his eyes, feigning innocence and playing the victim, he gave off the vibe of a wolf in sheep’s clothing, which made Gwendolyn want to punish him.

His face was, above all, strikingly attractive.

This time around, with his thin lips gently holding his shirt and his hands bound, he was the embodiment of desire and submission.

This gave her a strong urge to tease him relentlessly.

Gwendolyn’s words fell softly into Maverick’s ears, sounding especially pleasant and soothing.

He obediently held his hands up high and kept the shirt in his mouth without moving an inch. Under Gwendolyn’s teasing, his face turned slightly red.

“Such a good boy.”

Gwendolyn was quite pleased with Maverick’s performance. She picked up the glass of red wine on the table and brought it to his lips, saying, “This is your reward.”

Maverick parted his lips, and his shirt slipped off.

With Gwendolyn feeding him, he drained the glass of red wine in one gulp.

As the wine entered his throat smoothly, a sweet and intoxicating aroma filled his senses. It was the most delicious wine in the world.

was completely immersed in the sweet

dark red wine dripping from the corner of his mouth, Gwendolyn gently wiped

of wine was transferred to her fingertip. She glanced at it, then brought her finger to Maverick’s lips. “It’s

He gently extended his tongue, carefully licking the wine off her finger and sending a

him in this extremely obsequious manner

always

him, his face was cold, stern, and filled with arrogance. He had treated her as if she owed

her. He was much like a big dog intoxicated by affection and

she could

let out a series

expression, he began to please

could not help but

anger as he glared at Maverick

urge within him as he wished that he was the one

it hard to accept the reality. “Gwen, do you dare to say you’ve never had feelings for me? Were

she lifted Maverick’s shirt and brought it

gently, while Gwendolyn’s caresses

played with Maverick, she responded

most. From that moment on, it was destined that we could never be together in this lifetime. Now, my fondness

to utter a single word for quite

you can see, I’m doing quite well now. If you truly feel that you owe me something, you should stay far

Charles’ eyes as he

around, look at him, and reveal even

Unfortunately, she did not.

teasing Maverick with a beaming

growing increasingly restless due to Gwendolyn’s actions. As his

saw his struggle to hold himself back and gently asked, “Do you want

trembling slightly. With his brows furrowed, he unconsciously let out a soft groan in

“Okay. This isn’t the right place,

then untied the belt that bound his hands. After that, she returned the belt to

and straighten

marks on Maverick’s wrists from the tight grip of the belt, but they were like a trophy to Charles’

in Charles’ vision, he felt his eyes sting. Not only

well-defined hand in her small one. Her

glance at Charles on

Gwendolyn and Maverick left

head back to Bay Villa, and it was then that Gwendolyn finally withdrew her hand with a

that show. While she gently closed her eyes to rest, her face regained its previous coldness, and her aura became

sudden change left

Realm Bar just now, he

you

he is

ears were still tinted red. Hesitantly, he reached out his hand, wanting to ask if there was even the slightest bit of

“Gwendolyn…”

he could touch her sleeve, Gwendolyn frowned in disgust and instinctively moved