Deep love: insatiable lover

-Director, we have a visitor.

Vanessa looked up from her tedious work and looked at Enrique, who wanted to say something, and she had an answer in mind.

-I will not see anyone without an appointment.

-Too bad it’s already here.

“It’s really Dylan.

Vanessa’s brow furrowed. Enrique wanted to stop it, but could do nothing.

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Henry looked at her with concern.

Vanessa then came to her senses, adjusted her expression and said in a calm tone.

-All right, go ahead and get out.

Nodding, Enrique turned to leave.

Dylan smiled as he entered, still closing the door slowly and deliberately. The creaking sound of the door lock falling on his heart was inexplicably distressing.

Vanessa did not like the feeling of being in control.

He tried to stifle it, took a deep breath and looked at Dylan.

-Mr Dylan, what can I do for you?

-Of course something’s wrong,” Dylan sneered, his eyes cold and sharp as a razor-sharp knife, lynching Vanessa a little from head to toe. He took a step forward, his voice growing colder.

-I think you know what I’m here for, don’t you?

-Mr Dylan, I don’t have time to beat around the bush with you,” said Vanessa in an aggravated tone.

-Well, let’s get down to business then.

Dylan approached Vanessa with a strong presence that gave her a strong sense of oppression.

He reached out a finger, lifted Vanessa’s chin and looked at her flirtatiously.

-Brisa grew up with me and in my eyes, she is more important than anyone else.

“It’s really because of Brisa. Heh.”

Vanessa thought mockingly, her eyes full of stubbornness as she pretended to look strong and impeccable.

-So what, you’re saying all this to set the stage for your further ascent to me, Miss Brisa, your baby, but she was hurt by me, what do you want to make me pay for?

Vanessa’s teasing irritated Dylan a little.

He had come with the intention of “looking for trouble”, of course with the mischievous intention of seeing how angry Vanessa would get, in order to punish her properly and make fun of her.

But his attitude was anything but cooperative, and the mockery in his tone was a constant provocation to Dylan’s pride as a man.

-Heh. Do you think you can make up for what you did to Brisa by paying the price?

Dylan scoffed, contrasting the obvious attitudes as if they were on cloud nine.

Vanessa is the dirty, trampled mud, while Brisa is the noble cloud, white and immaculate.

What a contrast.

It’s one thing to know that it’s not as good as Breeze in Dylan’s mind, but it’s another to see it with your own eyes and feel it.

-Then I regret that there is no way to repair the damage done to Miss Brisa.

-Indeed. No matter what it costs you, it won’t be enough to appease my anger, let alone pay my honey. So what’s to be done? Dylan looked at Vanessa with a wry smile, the mocking prey-lust in his eyes.

-How about a different punishment that I can live with?

-Dylan, what you want to do is up to you.

-Is that so? All at my disposal?

Dylan laughed softly, his voice as wicked as the devil’s seduction.

-Yes.

Vanessa replied through gritted teeth.

She had no choice, did she? She didn’t mind throwing away her pride and enduring Dylan’s humiliation if he could leave her alone.

-Dylan laughed softly, withdrew his hand and stood up.

-Undress.

-Here?

“Have you gone mad? This is my office, once again my father’s office – how dare I undress in a place like this?”

-There is a sitting area at the back, is it OK to be there?

In the salon, at least, she could mentally deceive herself, as if she were covered by a veil of shame.

-Didn’t you say you’d do whatever I wanted? What, now you want to back out?

-No.

Vanessa gritted her teeth and said.

-Then take it off.

Dylan stepped back and walked over to the couch and sat down, giving Vanessa a good look.

There was no turning back for her.

Vanessa clearly saw the evil under Dylan’s eyes and saw his cruelty.

“There’s no hiding from it.”

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, trying desperately to stop his hands from shaking. Then, slowly, he unbuttoned and undressed. He stood in the slightly cool air, shivering.

-All right, come here.

Dylan’s voice sounded delighted and he seemed happy with Vanessa’s performance.

Vanessa took a firm step towards him. Just as she reached Dylan, he reached out and tugged on her wrist. Surprised, Vanessa threw herself into Dylan’s arms.

His large hands deftly pinched her waist and spread her legs so that she sat on his lap.

-Good girl, now, please me.

“I’ve come this far. Pride and shame are long gone, aren’t they?”

Vanessa fought the bitterness in her heart and clumsily and crudely moved in to kiss Dylan on the lips.

The man was leaning against the back of the sofa, arms outstretched in a lazy but sensual pose. She was naked, he was fully clothed, and it all seemed overwhelmingly sadistic.

How erotic.

Knock Knock.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

Vanessa’s body stiffens and she almost falls over.

However, Dylan went a step faster by pinching her waist to prevent her from running away. He reached over, grabbed her earlobe and said, “I’m not going to let you go.

-He continues.

-I…

-Shh, go on.

“Can’t you take the risk? Isn’t it a matter of not reacting at all? Can’t you put up with what I do? Then let’s go on and see how far you can go.”

Dylan thought viciously.

He thought he knew Vanessa well enough to know that she would probably commit herself when she couldn’t take it any more.

So he pushed her even harder, to see how her expression would change. This way, he could continue to control her.

“This time, it’s more than mental.”

-It would be more exciting to have someone at the door, wouldn’t it?

“Look, your face has changed, you can’t take it anymore, can you? So, resist, just so I can control.”

Dylan jumped at the thought, even anticipating the image of Vanessa collapsing. But she quickly adjusted and even seemed unconcerned. She moved closer to continue the seduction she had just made.

“Damn, this is not what I thought!”

Dylan was a little frustrated at not allowing such an accident to happen.

So he chooses to be more cruel and brutal.

-Who do you think is out there? Could it be Enrique? If you don’t get an answer for a long time, will he be worried about you? Would he simply find a way to remove the lock and get in? What would his reaction be if he came in and saw you and me now?