Reckless Marriage Unyielding Love

Chapter 180

At that moment, Mikayla's phone, placed on the bedside table, suddenly chimed with a text message. Before she could reach for it, Carlos pinned her arm down. Her smooth, white, and tender skin still had a hint of pink blush. "Turn off the lights," Mikayla whispered.

Lying on the bed, Mikayla slowly parted her lips. Carlos gazed at her slightly open mouth, his eyes shining with a brilliant and soft light.

Ultimately, she wasn't familiar with these things.

Carlos turned on his side and switched off the dazzling crystal light in the room, leaving only a warm yellow bedside lamp on. This added a hint of ambiguity to the romantic atmosphere.

Her jet-black wavy hair spread over the soft bed, complementing her fair and delicate features. Her eyes, as dark as ink, shimmered with a mesmerizing glow under the warm light. A faint smile tugged at the corner of her lips, and her eyes overflowed with a gentle warmth akin to a spring breeze.

Carlos' gaze lingered on her face for a moment before he lowered his eyes, gently kissing her lips. His heavy and warm breath constantly emitted a dangerous signal.

Accidentally touching Carlos' scorching skin, Mikayla jumped back in surprise, quickly retracting her hand.

"Don't be afraid, Mika," Carlos said reassuringly.

Carlos caught her shy, trembling hand while Mikayla pressed against his firm chest, feeling his strong heartbeat.

They entangled intimately throughout the night. Carlos seemed as if he wanted to crush her completely before feeling content.

Mikayla wasn't sure when they finished. It was a long night.

Later, unsure if it was a dream or reality, she felt herself lying in a comfortable and warm bathtub, with a slightly rough palm carefully washing her.

Throughout that night, Mikayla felt like a ball, allowing Carlos to play with her as he pleased. She thought, 'I have no idea where Carlos gets all this energy from.' The night of chaos and passion finally came to an end.

The alarm clock went off for several minutes in the early morning before Mikayla groggily woke up. The spot beside her was already empty. Mikayla shifted her body and felt all her muscles achy and sore, as if someone had smashed her to pieces and put her back together again.

She wondered, 'Am I just asking for trouble here?'

to sit up, Mikayla winced at the fiery pain coursing

it! Who said this kind of thing is

her, preventing her from being exposed again so early in the morning. However, nothing seemed out of place elsewhere; she felt refreshed all

distinctly remembered feeling overheated

night must have been real. Carlos probably cleaned me

floor, she almost lost

did I go through last night? If I had known, I would have

to be the busiest time, and she had to go

moment, the

Carlos standing in the doorway. Compared to her disheveled appearance, Carlos, with his already handsome face, looked even more devilishly alluring today, almost like he

and mind, Carlos knew he had unintentionally hurt her with

contrast night. He quickly walked over, taking a

quick tone

and held Mikayla,

"Mika, are

you think?" Mikayla asked, her tone devoid of warmth. Mikayla thought to

and apologetic. "Mika. I'm sorry, it was my first time too,

putting you

Seeing Carlos' remorseful

didn't feel like saying more either. She thought, 'After all,

Forget about

Swr

with more practice, I'll get better," Carlos assured, raising

pushing away Carlos'

thought, 'More practice to get better! Can

the pain coursing through her body made Mikayla stop in her tracks, frowning and clenching her fists tightly,

The doctor said it will feel better in a few minutes after

at the ointment in