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.

she could say another word, his lips silenced

delicate scent of her body completely aroused Carlos, making his kisses even more

began to respond to his

caressing her exposed wrist, his touch tracing her pulse, eventually stirring her heart. Mikayla had no

'He's playing games with

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

ringing sound shattered the moment, extinguishing the

pushed against Carlos, who clung to her, his kisses

rang incessantly, refusing to

her lips, standing upright, his body aflame

frantically searching for her phone, her mind racing

found it, discarded in a corner

she was about to answer, the ringing

stared at the phone, his frustration palpable, as if the

quickly redialed the missed

"I was in the shower and didn't hear the phone. Yes, Carlos is here. Do you need to speak to him? Oh, all right! See you tomorrow,

en

up and looked

lips, even when she was on the phone. He was still flushed from

stopped Carlos

his family will be there too," she said hurriedly, knowing she might not get another

intimate moment, is the right time to discuss that?" Carlos' deep, husky voice echoed in the dimly lit room, dripping

should get some rest. We have to leave early tomorrow,"

a goodnight kiss then? Or perhaps we could

Mikayla remained silent.

a master of

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

but not without poking his head back in to deliver one last remark. "By the way, Mika, your figure is as

insane. Where is the composed and serious Carlos I once