Deep love: insatiable lover

Mercedes left the servants to work and she and Dylan were left alone in the living room.

Mercedes’ face was scowling and her eyes were full of hostility and resentment as she looked at Dylan.

-Mr Dylan, what did you want to see me about?

-Aunty.

-Don’t call me that.

Faced with Mercedes’ cold face, Dylan didn’t care. He changed his tone with good sense:

-Mrs. Mercedes, I came to see you today to talk about Vanessa.

-Mr Dylan, my daughter doesn’t know you very well, so there’s no need to come and talk to me personally,” said Mercedes mockingly, almost gritting her teeth.

Dylan acted as if he hadn’t heard, still cheerful and calm.

-You know, Orlando has been in Melina’s bed since the night he married Vanessa. And Vanessa knew that day.

-Who doesn’t know what your nephew has done? You don’t need to tell me again. What the hell are you trying to say?

Mercedes became angry at the mention of Orlando.

The daughter she loved and cherished had been hurt so deeply by him, her heart and feelings broken, and even her husband murdered, that she was disgusted even to hear Orlando’s name.

The idea that Dylan was also a member of the Moya family and just as vile and disgusting as Orlando, made Mercedes’ face harden even more and her words were filled with sarcasm, naturally.

-Mrs. Mercedes, it’s about Vanessa and I want you to listen to me in peace.

Dylan’s eyes narrowed, his tone still light but convincing, indicating that he was now a little angry. And it wasn’t Mercedes’ attitude towards herself that made him angry, it was Vanessa.

Mercedes is the family member Vanessa cares most about, but she does not even take her own daughter’s affairs seriously because of her prejudices about herself.

Dylan was tweeting on behalf of Vanessa.

Mercedes didn’t know, she thought it was Dylan who was finally pushing and revealing his strong, bossy side, and the smile in his eyes became even more mocking.

-There is no need to do anything under my daughter’s banner.

-Must Madame Mercedes assume such an attitude? Do you not know that your daughter is being deeply hurt by you? Or is it that you no longer care for your daughter? In that case, then Vanessa will be in my care from now on, and I will love and pamper her.

-Dylan, what do you mean by that?

Mercedes could not contain her anger and glared angrily at Dylan, her body trembling slightly.

-Do you know what Vanessa’s life was like when she was married to Orlando? From witnessing her husband’s betrayal to putting up with him being with his mistress in the open. What a life Vanessa led for more than a year, can you imagine?

Dylan’s cold interrogation made Mercedes’ anger disappear instantly, and she couldn’t help but begin to imagine how Vanessa was feeling at that moment in light of his words.

-The truth is that the reason Vanessa is with me is because she couldn’t take the hurt and humiliation Orlando gave her. She was in a bad mood, so she went to a bar for a drink and met me by chance. Of course, it was wrong for us to be together while her marriage was still going on, but Vanessa was still miserable. It was always me, I was the one who wouldn’t let her leave me.

Dylan didn’t care what Mercedes thought of him.

He had always been a proud and exclusive man, and what did he care what others thought?

-Vanessa is just a victim, she can’t take all this. You shouldn’t put all the blame on Vanessa and you shouldn’t not see her for it. She’s suffered enough and blamed herself enough, you don’t have the right to cause her any more harm.

Dylan’s heart could not be at peace with the idea that Vanessa would cry in her dreams from time to time, even when she was tired and asleep.

Even if she was only his tool, a part of the plan, he had adored and cherished Vanessa from beginning to end, and he certainly couldn’t bear the thought of anyone bothering her.

Not even if he was their next of kin.

-You should think of the pain and suffering Vanessa has endured these days, and the effort she has made, and how hard she has had to live. Of course, if you still can’t forgive Vanessa, I don’t mind letting her live with me forever.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Dylan finished and got up to leave.

Mercedes moved like a wooden man, imagining all that Vanessa had suffered.

She was his daughter, how could she not suffer.

She had only seen the photos and was too angry and disappointed to see Vanessa, but now she regretted it. She should have stood by Vanessa’s side after the photos were exposed, protecting and defending her.

“I’m a bad mother!” thought Mercedes with a guilty look on her face.

The first thing Dylan did when he returned to the cottage was to check the bedroom.

Vanessa was not there.

His heart stuttered and his face grew grim. Without thinking, she turned around and called out to Mateo as she hurried down the stairs.

-Send someone to check Vanessa’s whereabouts, I want to know where she is first.

-The lady is in the pool.

Dylan had barely hung up the phone when he heard Gordi’s robot reply.

The anxious man calmed down momentarily before feeling that his concern was misplaced. It was surprising to think that Vanessa had left without even asking Gordi, the multifunctional robot.

-Don’t bother looking.

That said, Dylan hung up the phone.

With a sigh of relief, he felt increasingly compelled to see Vanessa immediately.

The urgency of the situation led him straight to the pool.

Hearing the sound of water in the distance, Dylan calmed down and went straight to put on his swimming costume before jumping into the water. When Vanessa wasn’t looking, he had swum like a shark and was clinging to his prey from behind.

-Are you back?

While Vanessa’s reaction was calm, Dylan frowned.

-Are you not happy?

-Of course not.

Vanessa turned around with Dylan’s strength, the man removed her swimming goggles and bent down and lifted the girl’s wet hair to reveal her small, palm-sized face.

The white face, with the water droplets sliding down it, looked extraordinarily attractive.

Dylan reached over and kissed her tenderly on the eyes and nose.

-When did you wake up?

-Recently.

-Aren’t you hungry?

-Not yet.

Vanessa let Dylan kiss her, being good and obedient.

The more Dylan kissed, the more her desire was aroused. He stroked Vanessa’s chin and kissed her hard, brushing one hand over her delicious body.

-Do you miss me?

Vanessa didn’t respond, panting softly. Arms around Dylan’s neck, body soft against hers.

-That’s so sweet.

Dylan kissed her on the lips, teasingly. Firm arms lifted her up with one hand and sat her on the edge of the pool. The height difference was perfect, making it easy for the two of them to kiss.

The kisses went down, leaving ambiguous marks on her body.