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

aroused Carlos, making his kisses even more

Mikayla began to respond to

felt his hand caressing her exposed wrist, his touch tracing her pulse, eventually stirring her heart. Mikayla had no time to stop

playing games with me

coherent between their kisses. The air was thick with a

sound shattered the moment, extinguishing

clung to her,

phone rang incessantly, refusing to

her lips, standing upright, his body aflame with

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

found it, discarded in a corner

about to

phone, his frustration palpable, as if the universe were

Mikayla quickly redialed

a smile, explaining, "I was in the shower and didn't hear the phone. Yes, Carlos is here. Do you need to

en

a few brief words, she hung up and looked up,

when she was on the phone. He was still flushed from

quickly stopped

"Tomorrow, we're visiting my family. Uncle Logan and his family will be there too," she said hurriedly,

the right time to discuss that?" Carlos' deep, husky voice echoed in

some rest. We have to leave early tomorrow," Mikayla emphasized,

a goodnight kiss then?

Mikayla remained silent.

surely a master of persuasion

leaned in

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

grief! He's going to drive me insane. Where is the composed and serious Carlos I once