Deep love: insatiable lover

-What’s going on?

-What about us,” Vanessa said with a smile and an extraordinarily serious tone:

-That’s right, since we have decided to settle down, we will discuss everything beforehand. For example, whether we have to compromise or not and all that. So I would like to hear your opinion.

Benjamin’s eyes turned tender, looking at Vanessa with just the right amount of burning affection.

-Out of respect for you, for the Cazalla family, of course, the engagement comes first. I’m going to let everyone in town know that I’m going to marry you, and then I’ll make the rest of the arrangements. Engagement is a necessary process for all of us, and I don’t want to give the impression that you are not valued by the Tassis family.

He and the Tassis family did not consider the fact that Vanessa had had a marriage to be a stigma, but others might think so.

-It’s fine, I don’t care about that.

Vanessa thanked Benjamin for thinking so much of her, but she worried that her grandfather might not wait and something else might happen to her.

Now that it was decided, it was only a matter of time before they got married, wasn’t it?

-How about this, let’s prepare the wedding first. After all, there are many things to prepare for the wedding, the wedding cakes and sweets and invitations, the hotel wedding banquet forms, the wedding photos and other matters. And while we’re at it, we’ll have a party on behalf of the Cazalla family and the Tassis family to reveal the relationship between our two families. What do you think?

-That would be too much for you.

-It doesn’t matter what other people think, the most important thing is that I don’t feel aggrieved. Besides, this way we can do it faster. It will give grandfather some peace of mind, won’t it,” said Vanessa carelessly.

-I respect your decision.

After all, it was too hasty.

Benjamin knew that Vanessa was doing it out of pure concern for the old man’s health, and her kindness and goodness made Benjamin swear in his heart that he would give Vanessa happiness because she was worth it.

Once the decision was made, Benjamin told the family about his conversation with Vanessa. Benjamin’s mother heard the news, became increasingly attached to Vanessa and began to make all the trivial preparations.

Mercedes soon found out and the two mothers began to have frequent contact.

Slowly but surely, word spread in the Peaceful City.

Just then, Dylan’s plane landed safely.

At Pacifica City International Airport.

-Sir.

Mateo got out and checked the car before returning to the lobby to meet Dylan.

-Take Brisa back first,” Dylan ordered, suppressing his irritation and anger.

-No, I’m going back to brother Dylan, don’t you ever get tired after a long flight brother Dylan? Besides it’s too late, what can’t be sorted out tomorrow? -said Brisa with a pout and an unhappy look on her face.

Since the engagement party, his will and arrogance had begun to intensify.

Her honeymoon plans had fallen through and she had been forced to follow Dylan back to his home country, which was already a source of frustration, and Dylan’s decision to leave her behind was the spark that ignited the bombshell.

Brisa vented her frustration without a care in the world.

-Listen, you go back first, I have something to take care of.

-What the hell do you have to deal with now? Since you’re not coming back, I’m not coming back either, I’m going with you.

Brisa would not let Dylan go alone.

He took a reluctant step forward and tightened his grip on Dylan’s arm.

Dylan frowned, a glint of distaste in his eyes.

-Behave yourself and go back to Mateo and don’t make a scene.

Dylan was already on the verge of fury, if he hadn’t grown up spoiling Brisa, he would have left her for Mateo without so much as a second glance.

-No.

Brisa bit her lip, refusing capriciously.

His patience was slowly wearing thin.

With a gentle push, Dylan removed Brisa’s hand and deftly pushed it to Mateo’s side.

-Take her back.

-Yes, sir.

Matthew nodded respectfully, grabbing Brisa’s arm before he could lunge at her again.

-Miss Brisa, please come with me.

-Let go of me, I’m going to Brother Dylan! Matthew, let go of me, you’re just Brother Dylan’s assistant, I’m Brother Dylan’s fiancée! You hear me, let me go! If you don’t let go, Brother Dylan will leave.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Brisa looked anxiously at Dylan’s silhouette, but he left without looking back.

He tried to go after him, but Mateo’s grip on his arm was so strong that he couldn’t move.

Finally, Dylan’s car left, and Brisa was forced into it by Mateo.

Mateo climbed into the front passenger seat and opened the bulkhead between the front and rear seats.

He let Brisa make a scene behind him and calmly signalled the driver to get going.

In the night, the black sports car sped down the empty road, bringing with it a terrifying wind.

Dylan’s thin lips were tightly pursed, his jaw tense. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, as if he was repressing something. The whole man was as cold as a layer of frost, frighteningly cold.

An hour and a half later, at two o’clock in the morning.

Dylan easily avoided surveillance and deftly scaled a two-metre high wall to enter the villa.

Then he walked down the outside wall and onto a first-floor balcony. After crossing the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony, Dylan’s lips curved into a flirtatious smile.

He had already infiltrated the balcony once, but the little wild cat had not yet learned his lesson.

The balcony window was still not closed.

This was convenient for Dylan, who quietly opened the window and entered Vanessa’s bedroom.

In the moonlight, dark eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, were fixed on the sleeping figure in the bed.

The long, thick eyelashes were like raven feathers, the nose was small and charming, and even the slightly parted red lips were seductive in a different way. You could even see the pink tip of her tongue through the slightly parted lips.

Like a ripe peach, bursting with sweet juices, to pick.

The anger in his heart was suddenly replaced at this moment by another, more fiery emotion.

Dylan wanted to wish the woman right now.

But in the end, a strong sense of self-control controlled his body’s impulses.

However, he also changed his mind slightly.

Dylan pulled a pair of erotic handcuffs from the plastic bag in his hand and closed them quietly around Vanessa’s wrists. The cuffs were surrounded by a soft fleece that would not hurt her or make her conscious of them.

Red handcuffs and light skin were very sexy for men.

The lump in Dylan’s throat rose and fell, very insatiable.