The woman’s soft and gentle voice was as vivid as the midnight dreams that appeared in Dylan Wellington’s mind.
Suddenly hearing Skye Brown’s nearly pleading voice.
Dylan Wellington’s strong hand gripping her wrist slightly loosened.
In the next mont, before he could think further, Skye Brown’s sweet and alluring fragrance completely imrsed his senses.
Her lips, soft and delicate, enticingly vibrant.
It was simply the most seductive poison in the world.
The chill in Dylan Wellington’s heart was almost lted by her warm breath.
Before he could react, his body had already made a decision ahead of his rational thoughts.
The man suddenly turned from passive to active, fiercely biting her lips, deepening the kiss.
He kissed her mouth sowhat roughly, plundering her breath.
He wanted her, wanted to possess her, wanted to utterly own her.
A voice in his mind was clamoring.
A part of him that hadn’t felt emotions for a long ti suddenly surged with desire.
Clearly wanting to push her away, but when his hands touched the woman’s warm, delicate skin, it was as if attracted by instinct, unable to leave.
His large hand that had been holding the woman’s waist to push her away instead pulled her tightly into his embrace.
Finally, the clothes Skye Brown was wearing were peeled off.
She was carried by Dylan Wellington like this, placed on the desk, indulging in entwined passion.
...
After an unknown amount of ti, when Skye Brown awoke again, she had already put on clean clothes and lay on the equally clean and tidy King-size bed.
Bright sunlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling window.
It seed to already be the next morning... hmm? With such strong sunlight, perhaps it was already noon.
Skye Brown felt weak all over, looking down to see her white neck and chest covered with dense, crimson love bites.
Very shocking to see.
Thinking back to yesterday, from the afternoon when she arrived at the villa until tonight and then daybreak.
A night of passionate entwining.
She and Dylan Wellington, from the study room to the bedroom, relying on each other, occupying each other, unwilling to let go in madness.
Thinking of the man holding her, his heavy breathing in the night, his intense possession, a blush appeared on Skye Brown’s pretty face.
Dylan Wellington... a man who says one thing but ans another.
Clearly still likes her, yet intentionally says hurtful words to drive her away.
But after last night, he seed willing to accept her.
Skye Brown thought of the man’s empty almond-shaped eyes, feeling a needle-like pain in her heart.
She hadn’t forgotten her initial purpose; she knew how proud a person could beco sensitive and self-conscious after losing light.
She ca to help Dylan Wellington move forward and regain hope.
Skye Brown endured the soreness in her legs, getting down from the bed.
Not seeing Dylan Wellington, she assud he had gotten up first, so she followed him out the door.
Unexpectedly, as Skye Brown opened the door, she saw Tom Nelson standing outside with a serious expression.
This was the person who had let her upstairs yesterday.
In Skye Brown’s mind, Tom Nelson was an ally on her side.
However—
"Miss Brown, you are awake..." As Tom Nelson saw Skye Brown, he spoke with a complicated look.
"Sorry, Miss Brown, Mr. Wellington instructed that if you wake up, I must send you away. Mr. Wellington said... from now on, he doesn’t want to see you. In the future, he also doesn’t wish to see you. Please leave imdiately and do not disturb him again."
Skye Brown: "..."
*
Monts later, Skye Brown finally understood the current situation.
It turned out the room she slept in last night wasn’t Dylan Wellington’s bedroom.
After discovering this relationship, Dylan Wellington ended everything and carried her into this guest room.
And the clothes on her, weren’t thoughtfully changed by Dylan Wellington, but by a servant.
[Sorry for the delay, it was a bit stuck~ The next Chapter will be after 23:00 tonight]
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