Deep love: insatiable lover

Vanessa’s punishment to herself was to live alone forever.

It was only a love and a marriage that ruined so much. She no longer had the strength to love, and even her heart for Dylan would try desperately to forget it and then erase it completely.

I no longer needed love, let alone marriage.

Touching Philip’s tombstone, Vanessa fell silent.

And not far behind her, a tall figure stood silently where she stood.

It was Dylan.

He had come, he did not know whether by chance or not, he had just heard just what Vanessa had said before. From the tone of her voice, he guessed what was going on, and her handsome, unearthly face turned darkly cold.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

The eyes that looked at Vanessa were intensely possessive.

“How can you make such a choice?

Dylan laughed softly and wordlessly as he moved forward, taking a step closer.

The warm coat spread gently over Vanessa’s body, dispelling the cold and the loneliness, and Vanessa was slow to look at her clothes, which smelled familiarly of cologne.

I knew it was Dylan’s.

-Why are you here?

-I’ll keep you company.

“What it says is the company, not the search.”

Vanessa frowned, she would not and could not allow Dylan to stay at her father’s grave with her. Rising quietly, Vanessa looked at Dylan with calm eyes.

-I’m going back home.

Dylan sniffed and said nothing, but made his position clear by his practical actions.

Looking at the tall figure walking in front of her, Vanessa’s emotions were overwhelmingly mixed.

“Why is this man always there when I am at my weakest and need help? Why is he always so kind and considerate in those moments that I can’t even hate him if I want to?”

It was abominable.

Vanessa lowered her head, not wanting to look at the man in front of her who always disturbed her thoughts.

Dylan was a member of the Moya family, and a much scarier and nastier man than Orlando. She had been his lover because she had no choice but to work with him, but it was better to distance herself from him after realising who he was.

Perhaps too absorbed in her thoughts, Vanessa didn’t even notice that Dylan had suddenly stopped in front of her.

The consequence was that the whole person crashed into his arms. The tip of her nose came to collide with his firm chest, which immediately became painful, and her eyes reddened involuntarily, tears welling up in her eyes.

“It hurts a lot.”

-Is everything all right?

Dylan looked at Vanessa, who was holding her nose with a puzzled and amused expression, and was immediately distressed to see that she was on the verge of tears.

Withdrawing his hand, he frowned at the sight of his nose and reached out carefully to rub it.

-Does it still hurt?

-It’s OK.

It was that the moment of impact was excruciatingly painful, after that it was fine.

Dylan’s scent in her nose was so strong and violent that Vanessa tried to avoid him. She stepped back, trying to put distance between them, but Dylan quickly grabbed her around the waist and confined her in his arms.

-Don’t try to escape.

Dylan’s voice was commanding and commanding.

-Let go of me.

Vanessa frowned and reached out coolly to push Dylan away, trying to pull out of his arms.

-Don’t move.

Dylan’s voice was even colder, a tone of command that sent shivers down her spine, and Vanessa unconsciously stopped and stared at him in disbelief. His eyes were cold and deep, unreadable.

-Be a good girl and let me hold you for a while.

In fact, he missed her unexpectedly after not seeing her for a few days.

Only at that moment, holding her in his arms, feeling the warmth of her body and the beating of her heart, did his cold, silent heart finally warm.

The man’s arms were so strong, like pincers, that Vanessa worried that they might strangle her waist.

Both had fallen silent.

In the silence of such a night, the sound of a heartbeat gradually grew louder.

Vanessa’s face flushed slightly and she stiffened in a twisted way. Dylan suddenly released her just as she was about to lose control and try to fight back.

-Let’s go.

That said, Dylan left with her.

This time Vanessa dared not stray again and obediently followed Dylan out of the cemetery.

-Where is my car?

-Driven back by Matthew.

Vanessa stared dumbfounded at the empty parking space, and was almost enraged to hear Dylan’s justified response.

“Take my car without my keys and without my permission? This man… This man is really dominant!”

-I’ll take you back,” Dylan said, not waiting for Vanessa to refuse, and added, “This time not to my house, but to Cazalla’s house.

“What else could you do if you didn’t say yes? Do you really want to sit on the side of the road all night and wait for the bus to come back into town during the day?”

Reluctantly getting into the car, Vanessa looks out of the window in the dark of the night, ignoring Dylan’s presence.

She looked more like a moody child with this look on her face.

Dylan’s eyes were full of laughter, but the corners of his lips were pursed in restraint for fear that Vanessa would accidentally see that he was smiling and bursting out.

At times like this, it was better to cajole.

-Well, come back.

I really didn’t expect Dylan, a dominant man, to actually do what she said he would do and leave her on the doorstep of her own villa.

Vanessa froze for a moment before returning her attention, but remained cool. When she got out of the car, she didn’t even look at Dylan and headed straight for the door of her house. She seemed too lazy to bother with Dylan, but to the man’s eyes she looked like she was running away.

After watching Vanessa walk to her villa, Dylan got into his car and drove away.

At the door, Vanessa turned and saw Dylan’s car drive off before looking away.

She bent down to change her shoes and was about to go upstairs when she saw Mercedes coming down the stairs.

-Mum? Why are you still awake?

Vanessa was startled, her heart instantly racing at the thought of Dylan, who had just left. With a slightly uncomfortable expression, she glanced at Mercedes, surreptitiously watching her expression.

It was a relief to see that there was nothing unusual.

But it seemed that Vanessa calmed down too soon.

-The man who just sent you back, was it Dylan?

Although it was a question, Mercedes’ expression was one of certainty.

She was worried about her daughter, and being prone to insomnia in her old age, she had been sitting on the balcony waiting for Vanessa to return. It was then that she happened to see Dylan escorting Vanessa back. Luckily, they didn’t make a big deal out of it, so Mercedes didn’t think much of it now.

-Yes.

Vanessa did not dare to lie and became nervous immediately after answering.

Mercedes was about to say something, but seeing her daughter in that state, she immediately became distressed again.

-Silly girl, I’m just asking, that’s all.

-Mum, I…

Vanessa looked at Mercedes, not knowing what to say.