The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter196 Randall Would Rather Be a Pig

Patrick was in the living room, holding her small hand. Vera pulled her hand away, but he grabbed it again.

She got up to find some peace in the yard, and Patrick followed her out in less than a minute, "Vera."

Vera quickened her pace, not letting him catch up. Patrick laughed and chased after her.

"Stop following me!"

Vera was about to lose her temper again. Patrick found her anger delightful; to him, everything she did was pleasing, even when she was furious and cursing.

Patrick thought Vera was a treasure; even her angry voice was lovely, and her puffed-up cheeks were so adorable.

They played a game of chase all day, and by evening, Vera couldn't avoid him anymore. After taking a bath, Vera lay in bed early, wrapping herself tightly in the covers. Patrick was the last to get into bed, still wanting to make love to her. Seeing Vera hiding under the covers, he walked over with a smile.

"Vera, are you asleep?" Vera closed her eyes and said nothing.

Patrick started to unbutton her clothes slowly. Last night, he had torn her nightgown to pieces, so tonight she smartly wore pajamas.

Vera immediately covered his hand with hers, opening her eyes, "You made love to me last night; you can't do this tonight."

Patrick replied, "Since we've already started having a sexual relationship, if we skip a day, you'll cry from the pain tomorrow night." Vera retorted, "You're lying to me."

"I'm not. I love you. If you don't believe me, try it tonight and see if you still hurt tomorrow night."

"Stop making excuses to be a rogue, Patrick. None of you men are any good."

Patrick admitted on behalf of all men. "Yes, we men are indeed bad guys."

Vera couldn't pretend to sleep. Just thinking about the pain from last night made her resistant.

Patrick coaxed her, "Close your eyes. You really won't hurt tonight. If you do, you can hit me. If it hurts, just say stop, and I'll stop, okay?" Patrick's skills were impressive; men were naturally adept in this area.

The passionate kisses made Vera's arms wrap around his neck voluntarily. She had some rationality in the morning, but at night, she was

again. This time, she miraculously

she lay on the bed, exhausted and panting. Patrick turned her over and held her

lovemaking, Vera's face was extremely red. So, this was

"Does it hurt?"

Vera shook her head.

face. "You can try again tomorrow night; it will hurt even less, and you'll feel even more comfortable than tonight." 'Will we make love again tomorrow night?'

intoxicated him. Taking the water, Vera crawled out of the covers

down a lot. Suddenly, she remembered what Randall had said to her the first time they met. Vera wanted to confirm. "Honey, you really aren't impotent, are

exhaust her to the point of complete weakness, then if he didn't have this

Patrick was puzzled.

He was impotent?

you this?"

immediately confessed, "When I first met Randall at home, he pulled me to the backyard and

after experiencing these past two nights, even though she had no prior sexual experience, she knew

began to

you go to sleep first. I need to go out

by his demeanor, he was

day, when she went to school, she went alone.

last night, and Patrick

Vera was speechless.

understand the truth of

was about to take her to school, Vera said, "I want to

"He's not dead."

Patrick's cold face, Vera actually found him fierce and brutal. "Did you beat him

"Yes."

"Is he crippled?"

"Almost."

necessary?" He hit people harder than she did, and she felt sorry for Randall, who now had

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