Her tongues intertwined, and the girl beneath writhed incessantly as if trying to escape the man's grasp but also responding naively... Her shirt had been torn off at some point, and under the soft light, her long black hair scattered messily against the white drapes. Her sparkling eyes resembled those of a drunken person while she anxiously bit her lip and looked at the man pressing against her... And he, with his deep and piercing eyes that had once terrified her to the point of avoiding direct eye contact, now held her tightly, as if wanting to imprison her within his gaze forever... "Fiona..." He whispered her name, his low voice like a hypnotic melody echoing in her ears. Fiona Forger wanted to say something, but she felt like something was blocking her throat, preventing her from uttering a word, and he didn't give her a chance to speak either... His kiss was like the rain pouring outside, engulfing everything... Into chaos... Her body... Her sanity... The rain never sto
"Oh my goodness, do I have double vision? Does even the big boss use Skype?" - Waderson, the plump young lady."Truly unimaginable!" - You can call me 11."The eldest brother, is that really you?" - Anna, the extraordinary beauty."The eldest brother?" - Norman, the extravagant playboy.Even Norman Desmond is online???Oh my, this must be the internal communication group of the Desmond household. She stumbled upon it! But invading someone's privacy is not something to be taken lightly.To avoid being discovered, Fiona Forger quickly turned off the screen.She didn't dare nor have any interest in spying on other things. She directly opened Google and typed in - "What do women feel during xxoo with a man?"She admitted that she was very curious to know if other girls felt the same as she did. She was also interested to know how men felt...Recalling his appearance just now...Everything played out like a slow-motion movie in her mind, and her face lit up...While she was engrossed in wa
The love of men has a half that cannot be satisfied without sex.Responsible? She doesn't need to be.Fiona Forger slightly protested, "No need."Very well, no need!His hand on her waist exerted a little more force, causing her voice to tremble slightly. "Ouch..."Why does everything hurt? He loosened his grip and gently stroked, "Still in pain?""I want to sleep!" She closed her eyes, her voice sounding drowsy.Knowing she was sleepy, Damian Desmond lightly kissed the top of her head, "Go to sleep."Her eyes closed, and with each breath, his anger was palpable. Her hands weakly rested on his waist, the palm of her hand transmitting a clear sensation of each muscle fiber...Her heart unconsciously beat faster, as if every cell in her body was screaming for her to touch.It's the six-pack abs that she had imagined for so long! She had dared to imagine before but never had the opportunity, and even if she did, she didn't dare to touch. But now, their relationship had come to this point
He held her tightly in a firm posture, paying no attention to the journalists' inquiries, pushing them away towards the door. A luxurious business car had stopped there earlier, and the two got into the car, which immediately drove away, leaving a group of suspicious journalists staring at each other.Six years ago, Miss Forger was not engaged to Norman, the heir of the Desmond family, but rumors spread afterward that she married Damian, the young master Desmond, and then abandoned him.Why did Mr. Desmond's account sound completely different? They had feelings for each other six years ago, so they got married, right? Then why did she get engaged to Norman before that?But yesterday, there was news that Miss Forger had dinner with both the Forger and Hale families, and now there's news that she stayed overnight with Mr. Desmond. This is enough to attract everyone's attention, even though Mr. Desmond explained that it was just a family dinner and nothing more.As
Both of these options were different from what she wanted!But in the end, she could only obediently reply, "Then I'll stay home for two days.""I'll have Cherry look after you. Get out of the car." He lightly patted her face, portraying a generous gentleman.Cherry looking after her? Did he consider her a pet?But when facing the big boss, her courage was lacking, and her guts were not strong enough.He got out of the car and opened the door for her. Seeing her lack of enthusiasm, he smiled and asked, "Do you want me to carry you upstairs?""No need!" Fiona Forger hastily got out of the car."Go upstairs. When I have time, I'll call you." The big boss turned around and got back into the car. His work was too busy, and he couldn't keep her by his side all day. There was no other way.As their car left, Cherry's luxurious sports car arrived. Fiona Forger let out a sigh of relief. It was so dangerous!As soon as the car stopped, Puddy jumpe
It doesn't take much thought to know why the old master called him back, but it's okay. Sooner or later, he has to face it.After finishing his cigarette, he picked up the phone and called Fiona Forger.The phone rang for a long time before someone answered."What's up?" She spoke slowly, her voice sounding drowsy as if she had been woken up."Are you sleeping?" He asked cheerfully."I was woken up." She explained. "I just got home, and when I turned on my phone, my father immediately called me. He scolded me fiercely, yelling in my ear. It took a long time to calm him down. I'm exhausted, and my mind is spinning. I wanted to take a good nap, but then you called and asked if I was happy.""Are you exhausted?""Yeah..." Her voice still sounded weak."Then go to sleep."He quickly hung up the phone. There wasn't anything important; he just wanted to hear her voice momentarily.Suddenly, the door to the room was pushed open, and Leon Alexander walked in with an excited expression."Hey..
"What do you intend to do about it?" You calm down, Damian Desmond. I never expected my father to be so formidable, even at his age, to give him a younger sibling; it's genuinely provocative. His mother definitely can't accept this."We will not agree to their divorce." The patriarch stated his attitude clearly.The Desmond and Reaser families have had a close cooperative relationship for many years, a rather complex relationship. Any slight disturbance would cause great upheaval. That's why all these years, regarding Mr. Peter Desmond's philandering affairs, Mrs. Sandra Desmond has maintained a calm attitude, looking the other way. However, Mrs. Sandra Desmond cannot allow another woman to enter the Desmond family, and the Desmond patriarch is also very satisfied with this daughter-in-law. There is no way a girl without a background, without social status, can enter their home, even if she's just a second wife without status.This time, Mr. Peter Desmond not only indulged in pleasure
Moreover, looking at Damian Desmond's demeanor, he doesn't seem like someone who can easily let go!Sighing in her heart, what kind of fate is this?"What does it mean to 'be like the newspapers have reported'? One night stands are just that; what else is there to say?""Does that mean if we spend the night together, it must involve an impure relationship?" Mrs. Hale took a sip of tea and casually remarked."You..." Mr. Hale glared at his wife, but his anger subsided when he saw her wink at him. "Don't mention this engagement matter again. I will pay attention and see if there is any suitable girl for our son."Alone on the battlefield, Mr. Hale didn't know where to vent his anger, so he threw out a sentence and went straight upstairs."Mother, if Fiona spent the night with Damian Desmond, would you still agree to let me marry her?" Jackson Hale looked after his father's retreating figure, asking a profound, thought-provoking question."Even if she marries Damian Desmond and then divo
"What?" She opened her eyes and turned around, her clear gaze meeting his deep one."I'm sorry. And... thank you.""I love you."Between them, there was no need for words like "sorry" and "thank you.""I love you too." His words had barely finished when his warm lips sealed hers, and in his heart, he silently vowed to love her even more, erasing any lingering hurt and scars she had endured.o0oOn their wedding night, though late, it finally arrived.This was destined to be a gentle and dreamy night, a night he had been waiting for so long.He was careful and tender to the extreme when treating this girl he loved and cherished.And she, her restless heart, couldn't hide her anticipation.The water in the bathtub rippled incessantly due to their late-night intimate combination.In the warm bedroom, the curtain lightly swayed in the night breeze."Still hurting?"He held her and pityingly kissed her sweat-drenched long hair.Ember Canen shook her head, her small, blushing face brimming
"Yes." Brad reached into his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed it to him."You can go back now. Please help me lock up on your way." Holding the pack of cigarettes, he pulled one out and lit it."Alright." Brad knew that, at this moment, his boss didn't want to be disturbed by anyone. The mess in the office could only be cleaned up by the cleaning staff tomorrow.He silently left, casually closing the office door behind him.Chris Desmond picked up his mobile phone, now turned off due to the earlier throw. With a cigarette in his mouth, he walked to the window and looked down at the mesmerizing night scene below. However, he had no mood to appreciate it.When the call connected, he exhaled a puff of smoke and decisively said, "Immediately arrange for someone to go to Malaysia. I want to know her exact location within two hours."They couldn't hide her away like this, preventing him from meeting her. If there were any issues or requests, they should tell him. He would d
The whole family came to the house only to leave empty-handed. In the end, everyone went their own way.Originally, Damian Desmond intended to take both mother and child home before heading to the company. However, both insisted that he go to the company, so he could only lead them along.Upon reaching the office on the top floor, Mr. Desmond went to work while Mrs. Desmond comfortably lay on the sofa reading a comic. Oh, not the 18+ type, but a parenting comic.Young Mr. Forger was sitting at the desk chatting with his father for a while, but he got bored and ran to the IT room on the 19th floor to play.The people in the IT room saw the young prince arrive and hurriedly welcomed him, offering various drinks and breakfast with care.After playing for more than two hours, young Mr. Forger finally got up lazily when the upper floor called to remind him to come to eat."Young prince, if the CEO finds out you're playing like this, we..."There would be no place to hide!But would they da
But family members, at least, should be notified, right?Speaking of family, she had yet to tell her mother. She should find an opportunity to talk to her.She reclined back onto the bed, tossing and turning for a while without being able to sleep.So, she picked up her phone again and went online. When Jacky Forger returned to the room and saw her still messing with her phone, he snatched it away and placed it on the bedside table."Go to sleep." "And you? Are you still busy?"It was almost midnight."Tomorrow, I have to go to Lyon for a trip. Do you want to come with me?"Liliana usually handled the matters over there, so now she suddenly mentioned her unsuitable physical condition as an excuse. He would still have to go there to take over the work, conveniently monitoring the ongoing projects' progress."Do you want to take me out?""If you say you want to, then sure."They were a married couple, yet he didn't have much free time for her. Their wedding had been delayed, and they di
She discreetly glanced at him and saw that he was still motionless, with an unpleasant and frightening expression on his face.If this had been in the past, seeing him like this would have made her legs tremble and unsteady. Even though they had been living together for a while, looking at him still sent shivers down her spine.Carefully approaching, she bent her back to lift the tea tray, but she heard him speak..."Come here!"These were just two simple words, yet they held a power that made others hesitate.She let out a sigh and obediently walked over. Before she even reached his side, he stood up and pulled her towards him. He used force to press her onto the sofa, and before she could react, his entire body was pressing down on her."Jacky..." Angela Zylian let out a cry. Her chin was held and turned towards him; his lips, carrying the faint scent of cigarettes, were pressed tightly against hers.She knew he was angry. From his actions, she could sense the invisible anger he was
As soon as Mrs. Robinson asked this question, Angela Zylian froze. She thought they knew the situation, but being asked like this caught her off guard. For a moment, she didn't know how to respond. Ultimately, under Mrs. Robinson's scrutinizing gaze, she decided to tell the truth. "Previously, we had a... romantic relationship...""And now?" Mrs. Robinson had already guessed the answer to this question. There was nothing new here. What she wanted to know was the current status.After all, they hadn't been living together before.A couple of times, Mrs. Robinson and Liliana had been to her brother's apartment, but they had never seen any trace of a girl."Now she's my wife. Any objections?" A familiar voice replaced Angela Zylian's answer.Jacky Forger had returned home at some point. Holding a document folder and a freshly removed vest, he stood at the living room entrance. His casual gaze swept over his mother and sister. "Why didn't you let me know before coming?"When his mother ha
One of the reasons Angela Zylian came to France was because Jacky needed an assistant. However, she could look for another job if he didn't need her."Don't you like this kind of life?" He set his coffee cup down, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then leisurely asked."Not necessarily."Being at home every day, taking care of household chores, and cooking for him made her happy, but there wasn't much to do with just the two of them at home.Most of her time was spent reading books or daydreaming, which was becoming monotonous."Let's talk about work later." He stood up and proposed a different idea to her. "If you're bored, consider furthering your studies."At any rate, going to school was better than going out to find a job where she might attract unwanted attention from other men. While there were undoubtedly men at school, the situation was much simpler overall.After CEO Forger approved her plan to continue her education, Angela Zylian eagerly focused on her career.Going back
In the RoomTiffany sat on the bed, swinging her legs back and forth as she looked at her mother, then glanced at her "sister," her small mouth sealed..."Brother-in-law said he's the father, so... who is the real father, after all?""Tiffany, come here." Mrs. Canen waved her hand, and Tiffany obediently hopped off the bed and ran to her.Taking a deep breath to regulate her emotions, Mrs. Canen looked at the little girl and asked..."Tiffany, if you had another father like your brother-in-law, would you like that?"Following her thoughts, the little girl nodded."Then let's start telling the old stories..."o0oThe heavy rain in Singapore had finally stopped, but November in Paris brought continuous drizzles.Though she wasn't going to work, Angela Zylian woke up early daily to prepare breakfast for him.Their married life had officially begun, and everything else felt new apart from becoming more familiar with each other's bodies.During this period, they were trying to adapt to eac
She admitted it with her mouth, causing a sharp, intense pain to surge through his chest, a pain so fierce that it numbed his heart and soul.No wonder every time she was stimulated to the point of regaining her memory, she looked at him with so much fear, tears streaming down her face...So, this was the truth.So, that wretched, damn person was him. Like a madman, he pounded his hands on the steering wheel several times, finally burying his face in it.Why did this foolish woman forgive him? Why couldn't she open her mouth and say something to him?Why was she so foolish?"Chris, I..."She reached out to him, but the man who had buried his face in the steering wheel suddenly lifted his head, looking at her with eyes blurred by her tears, staring at that familiar face...Why?Why was it him?He got out of the car and circled to help her open the car door, wordlessly pulling her out."Wait outside for a while."Saying that, without waiting for her reaction, he got back in the car, sta