Reckless Marriage Unyielding Love

Mikayla thought, 'Reward, huh? Seriously? It's been a long day today. I racked my brain, so I'm exhausted. And you dare to ask for a reward? You're over 30 but still so shameless!'

"Well, didn't I do well today? I even made sure Mom and Dad didn't disturb you. Shouldn't you be grateful and give me a little reward?" Carlos leaned casually against the doorframe, exuding an effortless elegance and nobility. Again, Mikayla thought, 'So that's why Garrett and Selena hadn't been around at the Ludwig mansion all afternoon. It was his doing.'

At that thought, Mikayla opened the door, leaned in, and planted a kiss on Carlos' cheek. It was a small token of appreciation.

She thought he was deserving of this kiss.

"Is that all?" Carlos' gaze lingered on Mikayla's rosy lips, clearly indicating he expected more.

'This man... Mikayla thought.

Mikayla bit her lip, then tilted her head up, aiming for his lips.

But Carlos was faster, eagerly capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, his heart swelling with satisfaction.

The kiss grew wilder and more demanding.

Soon, a simple kiss wasn't enough.

Before Mikayla could fully grasp what was happening, Carlos lifted her into his arms and strode toward their bridal bed, ignoring her feeble protests. He gently placed her on the bed and leaned over her, his imposing figure casting a shadow. Mikayla's handbag was snatched from her grip and tossed aside in an arc.

"My dear Mika, you were truly impressive today," Carlos murmured, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Reconsider now, if you want to," Mikayla warned.

"All I want right now is to conquer you in bed." Carlos smirked.

Mikayla was left speechless.

She wondered why he only had these thoughts.

another

of her body completely aroused Carlos, making his kisses

to respond to his

her exposed wrist, his touch tracing her pulse,

playing

broken fragments, barely coherent between their kisses. The air was thick with a sense of

then, an unexpected ringing sound shattered the moment, extinguishing the

who clung to her, his kisses leaving

rang incessantly,

upright, his body aflame

her phone, her mind racing to remember where she had left it amidst their passionate

it, discarded in a corner with

she was about to answer, the

his frustration palpable, as if the universe were playing a cruel joke

quickly redialed

and didn't hear the phone. Yes, Carlos is here. Do you need to speak to him? Oh, all

en

hung up and looked

even when she was on the phone. He

quickly stopped Carlos

be there too," she said hurriedly, knowing she might not

intimate moment, is the right time to discuss that?" Carlos' deep,

We have to leave early tomorrow," Mikayla emphasized,

goodnight kiss then? Or perhaps we could share a bed

Mikayla remained silent.

'He is surely a master

you win." With that, she leaned in and planted a

to deliver one last remark. "By the way, Mika, your figure is as perfect as

insane. Where is the