Deep love: insatiable lover

-Dylan, please!

-Good girl.

Dylan laughed softly, but it did not continue as she had hoped. Dylan smiles wickedly and sensually, leaning close to Vanessa’s back and deliberately teasing her.

-Do you dare to go drinking alone in the future?

-No…

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-Dylan.

Vanessa’s eyes were red with aggression and her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.

-Good girl.

Dylan laughed softly, seeing that she was on the verge of tears of anxiety, before moving slowly.

-Come on, faster.

-Yes.

Dylan smiled softly, his eyes deepened, his grip on her waist increased in strength, the speed became violent and violent, Vanessa bowed her neck, her back curved beautifully.

After a few laps in the bathroom, Vanessa was quite sober.

She lay limp in Dylan’s arms, her face expressionless as she stared into the air wondering what was going on.

The look as if his soul was lost made Dylan’s heart clench and he violently embraced the person in his arms, holding his body up to look at himself.

-What do you have in mind?

Vanessa looked at Dylan again for a long time.

-Why did you go drinking?

Vanessa lowered her eyes, her gaze resting on his firm chest.

-Orlando told me that the reason he cheated on Melina on our wedding night was because Melina took pictures of me for him to see. He thought I cheated on him and that’s why he got involved with Melina.

She spoke slowly, slowly raising her eyes to look him in the face.

“That’s right.”

Dylan thought, unaware of the complexity in Vanessa’s eyes.

-You don’t seem surprised at all,” Vanessa said suddenly, “Does that mean you knew before?

Her words seemed to be spoken in jest, but one could look into her eyes and know that Vanessa was absolutely serious. She was very serious in the sense that there was even a hint of certainty.

Dylan’s heart clenched as he tried to speak and he decided that now was not the right time.

If it had been said, Vanessa would have left without saying a word.

He hugged her tighter and spoke slowly:

-I didn’t react for a moment.

-Oh, so it’s not prior knowledge,” Vanessa said, seemingly unconcerned, as she withdrew her gaze and pressed her face into Dylan’s chest.

If it had been normal, Dylan would have sensed something different about Vanessa. But not today, he breathed a sigh of relief that she had stopped asking questions.

Settling in, Dylan then thought of the panting, laboured look the drunken kitten had given herself to fuss over and his hands began to fidget again.

Vanessa, however, turned and slipped out of his arms, lying on her side.

-I’m tired and I want to sleep.

Dylan’s hand stopped at the sight of the exhaustion on his face, and all other thoughts were instantly pushed aside.

With a silent sigh, Dylan wrapped his arms around Vanessa.

-Sleep.

Vanessa did not resist and let him embrace her, slowly closing her eyes to hide all the emotions in them.

The only reason she had asked that question was because she was confused. Why Orlando, who had been convinced from the beginning that she had betrayed him, had to investigate the truth only at this moment.

How could he doubt the authenticity of the photos and investigate them if he was so sure.

So, someone must have told him. Who was this person and what was the purpose? With this doubt in his mind, the answer became simple when combined with the current situation.

The question Vanessa had just asked had been a deliberate test.

“Dylan, what else have you done that I don’t know about? In my marriage, what role did you play?

Vanessa gasped as she thought of Dylan’s abrupt departure and the continuous switching off of her phone when Dad was in the hospital.

-Are you cold?

Dylan frowned, looking worriedly at the person curled up in his arms.

-Well, sort of.

Vanessa whispered in response and hugged Dylan tighter, pulling herself tighter against him, and Dylan seemed pleased by this, smiling pleasantly and hugging her tighter, wrapping the blankets around them.

-Good girl, go to sleep.

-Good.

Vanessa closed her eyes and said. Why was her heart growing colder and colder when their bodies were so close to each other? So cold that she was desperately trying to hold it back to stop shivering.

In the Moya family, Gerardo’s face sank when he saw Orlando wandering up the stairs first thing in the morning.

-Why didn’t you go to the hospital yesterday? Didn’t you know that Melina had given you a child? How dare you call her and turn off her phone!

Orlando nodded his head unconcerned, as if he didn’t see Gerardo’s anger. His carelessness irritated Gerardo even more, and he turned his head to look at Jaime.

-Let someone take him to the hospital.

-Yes.

Orlando raised an eyebrow and snorted, contempt and disdain in his eyes at the sight.

-Grandfather, are you trying to get these people to kidnap me and take me to the hospital?

-You son of a bitch! Your son is in the hospital and you won’t even look at him. If I don’t tie you to the hospital to accompany your wife and son, do I let you go back to Vanessa?

-Did you have someone follow me?

Orlando looked at Gerardo with cold eyes, anger and resentment filling his eyes.

-Orlando, don’t forget that the position and status you now have was given to you by the Moya family. Without the Moya family, who do you think knows you in the Pacific City? If you don’t want to lose what you have now, go to the hospital and stay with Melina and the baby.

Gerardo said with a look of disdain, increasingly displeased with the only grandchild.

Fortunately, Melina had given him a great-grandson, and until he was old enough to understand, he would just have to find a way to control Orlando, and when he had learned all his tricks, Orlando could be expelled, and the Moya family didn’t need such a disobedient son of a bitch.

Clenching his hands, Orlando held back until the corners of his forehead bruised.

Thinking that the power he controlled in his hands was not enough, he tried desperately to suppress the anger that churned in his chest.

-Grandpa, you better stay strong and fit!

With that, Orlando turned around with a cold face and walked away.

-How dare you curse me!

Gerardo was trembling with rage and Jaime was quick to soothe and comfort him at the same time.

-Sir, don’t be so normal with the young master. He is just confused by his feelings. In the end, it is Vanessa’s fault, and he is fascinated by love. Don’t be angry with a young man.

Fascinated by love? He is nothing but a love-blinded hooligan! How dare I put the Moya Group in his hands!