Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Half an hour later, she stepped out and sat down in front of the vanity to do her skincare routine.

Through the mirror, she could see the man on the bed, "Honey, I know you're mad at me, but could you not give me the evil eye like that? I can feel it even through the mirror. It's like you want to eat me alive." "Yep, I do want to 'devour' you." Andre said.

After applying her moisturizer, Mia turned off the desk lamp, leaving only two bedside lamps on.

She moved to the other side of the bed, lifted the covers, and crawled in.

"Sweetie, are you really pissed?" She asked, her voice filled with anticipation.

Andre asked, "Wanna find out?"

Mia immediately shook her head, "No, no." She felt embarrassed.

"If you're too shy to look down there, why don't you give me a little check-up?" Andre asked.

"How do I do that?" Mia didn't understand.

Andre made a slight move. While getting his wife to lie down next to him, he also got into the covers, "Just give it a check."

Mia instantly got his drift, "Honey, I'm afraid if you're really not up to it, you might get frustrated and kill me."

Andre, with one arm around her waist and the other hand on her leg, "Not if I'm fine."

He kissed her neck. Under the covers, Mia held onto her dress nervously, warding off her husband's advances. She had to use one hand to push her husband away and stop him from kissing her neck. "Honey, my neck is ticklish, stop it." Mia said.

Andre, instead, began to suck on her neck while his hand slowly lifted up her nightgown, placing his hand on her waist.

tone, she said, "Honey, I've checked, you're really not up

didn't stop, but he also became more intense. He grabbed

Mia panic. She pushed her husband away

her words. Her body was now as

pressed himself on top of Mia, and threw his pajamas

her throat. She was completely terrified, and she knew what she was facing. Andre let go of her. Looking at

raced, she didn't know how to

Mia's phone rang. She immediately pointed at her phone, "Honey, let me take

and without a glance, he smashed it onto the ground,

her husband's chest and complained, "You owe

dares to interrupt

shivered at her husband's anger; she felt like

choose to continue, or do you need to

a fragile voice, she asked, "Can I say I don't want

wife's cheek with his fingertips, kissed her forehead,

first night, happened without any ceremonial sense, and not on any special holiday. She was

an ordinary day, she seemed to have pissed off her husband, and now he was making her pay the price. Feeling helpless, Mia

lowered his head, and gently kissed her. She nervously grabbed the bedsheet, her palms sweaty, wetting

She thought all the descriptions in the novels were lies, but not about this. The pain made her tears flow. She pushed her husband away, refusing his further actions. However, Andre didn't even notice his wife's crying and refusal. His

and her nails left marks on his back. She didn't know how long it had been; she felt as if she had completely lost herself. The breath she exhaled seemed

with lights out, except for that one room, where a dim yellow light was

bodies were constantly expressing his excitement and her

......

worry anymore, and Andre didn't have

remembered was Andre asking her, "Now you know if I'm