Deep love: insatiable lover

Dylan frowned, a few moments of weariness in his eyes.

However, he continued to coax Brisa patiently, in the same tone as a child:

-Be a good girl, put on your clothes, you’ll catch cold.

-Don’t treat me like a child! Dylan, look at me, I’m an adult, don’t you love me?

Brisa’s eyes were red with anguish and she looked at Dylan with resignation, seeing that he was frowning but refusing to say anything, she pounced again, crouched down in front of him and pushed her way through.

-That’s enough!

Dylan pushed Brisa out of the way with an incredulous look.

How could the baby she had pampered and brought up do such a thing? To wait impatiently for a man like that! He had pampered a princess, not a wretch, who had stooped to the lowest for love.

Dylan’s eyes were full of sternness.

-Good girl, get up.

In his heart, Brisa will always be the same sweet little princess she was as a child, who loved to confide in him.

In his eyes, she was always a girl, and she was never going to be his wife.

-Why don’t you love me? Is it because of that Vanessa? What’s so good about that woman, she’s a divorcee. And she’s so old, does she have a body as young and sexy as mine? Are her breasts better than mine?

Brisa continued to curse under her breath:

-That bitch! She can’t take Dylan away from me, don’t you know what you’re made of? Dylan, I forbid you to date that bitch! You’re my fiancé, so you should listen to me.

-Shut up.

Dylan didn’t know where the rage in his chest was coming from, and it burned even hotter when he heard Brisa spit at Vanessa.

He grimaced, his gaze sharp as an ice knife, cutting Brisa mercilessly.

At that moment, it was as if even her soul had frozen along with her.

Brisa gasped in fear and looked at Dylan in disbelief.

-Dylan, how can you yell at me for that bitch! -Isn’t what I said the truth? Wasn’t she divorced, wasn’t she a whore? Who knows how many men she’s slept with and how dirty her body is, it’s not good enough for you!

The more Brisa spoke, the angrier she became, gritting her teeth so hard she could have killed Vanessa.

She was so young, beautiful, fresh and really virgin, I didn’t know why Dylan didn’t love him, but he likes that old bitch.

-Did that bitch give you some kind of magic? Or is she especially good in bed? Who knows how many men she’s had to sleep with to get her trick in bed. How can a woman like that steal me away from you?

Brisa clenched her fists and her eyes filled with hatred.

If what Dylan liked was her slutty character, then she could do it too. She could learn to change for Dylan and work hard to learn to serve a man.

Dylan grimaced and simply stepped forward, pulling Brisa by the arm and dragging her out.

-I’m not leaving! Dylan, let me go, I’m not leaving.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Brisa struggled to stop Dylan from taking her, but he grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her mercilessly. He threw her out, slammed the door shut and bolted it.

Through the door panel, his voice was cold as he warned her.

-I can pretend nothing happened tonight, there’s no next time.

-Dylan, open the door, open the door, open the door!

No matter how much Brisa shouted outside or banged on the door, Dylan wouldn’t budge.

All night he grimaced and smoked against his bed.

The thought of Brisa’s abusive comments about Vanessa irritated her. It was this that made her suddenly realise that Brisa was no longer as innocent and kind as when she was a child, and that her eyes were filled with hatred at the mention of Vanessa.

It seemed that he had to be prepared to keep an eye on her at all times, lest he do something to hurt Vanessa on impulse.

Dylan sighed and wiped his face, annoyed.

Brisa’s voice was hoarse from the exhaustion of screaming, and she shrank back as she clenched her naked body. Then she said to herself:

-Why? Dylan is my fiancé, why didn’t he touch me or even give me a glimpse?

No, I had to do something.

-Vanessa, I never forgive you.

Achoo!

Waking up in the middle of the night with a sudden chill in her body, Vanessa sneezed loudly.

He sat up with a frown, switched on the bedside lamp and took out a tissue to wipe his nose. Looking at the time, 3 a. m., he felt strangely sleepless and irritable.

And Vanessa…

Suddenly he woke up in the middle of the night with insomnia.

Unable to sleep, Vanessa simply got up and went to the balcony.

He just wanted to get some fresh air, but unexpectedly saw an incomparably bright night sky.

The starry sky was particularly beautiful, and those usually distant stars seemed to have suddenly shrunk in the distance.

-It’s beautiful,” Vanessa said admiringly, the irritation in her heart fading and being replaced by relief and pleasure.

If only I could see such beautiful stars every day….

Under the same night sky, Dylan was also sleepless. Coincidentally, he was also on the balcony of his room, looking at the bright stars in the night sky, when he suddenly took out his mobile phone and took a picture, which he didn’t think to send to Vanessa.

At the same time, Vanessa warily picked up the phone that had suddenly rung and opened it.

I froze when I saw that it was actually Dylan who had sent me a picture of the starry sky.

Did it mean that he didn’t sleep either and that he looked at the stars like him?

Vanessa frowned and looked indignantly at the screen of her phone. She wasn’t going to bother with Dylan, and had simply deleted the photo. She was about to put the phone back when suddenly the phone vibrated again.

This time it was a direct call.

Vanessa hung up her call directly and bit her lip again in disgust.

She should have let the phone ring and not bothered, wouldn’t Dylan have known she was awake?

Sure enough, the phone that had been hung up rang again, with the air of someone who was not going to stop until he got what he wanted.

Vanessa had no choice but to answer the phone.

-What the hell do you want? -said Vanessa in a cold voice, while Dylan smiled cheerfully over there.

It was as if the current boredom miraculously disappeared at the sound of his voice.