The Wrong Woman

Chapter 803

Daniel's kisses were unlike any Sienna had experienced before—deep, consuming, almost devouring, with a sense of plunder.

She couldn't help but sense his desire, feeling his tense body tremble ever so slightly.

No matter how insecure or scared she felt, Sienna couldn't change the fact that she was Daniel Morrison's wife.

This was an inevitable path she had to tread.

Daniel's kisses were no longer satisfied with just Sienna's lips. They traveled to her neck, ran across her shoulder, and then gently brushed her earlobe.

His voice, rough and intimate, whispered, "Don't be afraid, Sisi."

Sienna's breathing grew erratic, her nervous hands clutching the bedsheets.

The sound from the movie abruptly faded into silence, and the projection screen dimmed, plunging the room into darkness.

A faint glow filtered through the curtains, casting a murky, shadowy atmosphere over the space.

Despite the darkness, Daniel's kisses persisted. Slowly and tentatively, he began to remove her clothes. In a gentle voice, he asked, "Are you okay with this?"

Sienna bashfully closed her eyes, turning her head to avoid facing him. Her cheeks flushed red, her skin warm and quivering, while her chest rose and fell rhythmically with each breath.

her, leaving her too

and she didn't dare

kisses evoked tingling sensations, causing shivers to run down her spine. This new and unfamiliar feeling completely captivated

lip tightly, suppressing the urge to moan, mumbling

couldn't contain his desires any longer. He hastened his pace, stripping away

fire, igniting with

body was consumed by sensation, hovering on

in his husky, magnetic

kissed all over, engaging in long, intense foreplay that heightened her desire to its

the headboard. He silenced any potential cries by sealing her lips with his

Gradually, he entered her.

winced in agony, her eyes forced open as tears streamed down her cheeks. Her body trembled with

wanted to cry out, to fight, to scream for him to

please, let me go!" she pleaded

muffling her voice. Her whimper turned into

why Daniel had rejected her offer to administer the antidote when

drugs, it was too overwhelming for her to

slowly that it drove him to the brink of madness. He forcibly suppressed all his impulses, all to let

loved, shy and beautiful, with her soft and voluptuous body in his embrace,

his indulgence grew, pushing the limits