Deep love: insatiable lover

“Oh no,” things were going beyond their expectations.

Vanessa would not have expected Orlando to bring his own men, and now that Enrique was being prevented from entering, what was she going to do?

-Don’t count on it, no one is going to come to your aid. Vanessa, you’re the one who irritated me.

Orlando looked at Vanessa with tenderness and affection, as if she was the woman he loved most in his life. He reached out and gently caressed her face, his fingertips pressing against her lips and intoxicating them.

The expression was so gentle, but the action was cruel.

Vanessa’s lips soon became red, swollen and very sore.

The crimson blood made her look even more feminine and seductive, and Orlando’s eyes grew wild again.

This time, he was not irritated again.

He leaned over and ambiguously kissed Vanessa’s collarbone, deliberately leaving a few hickeys on it.

-Your body is beautiful.

Snow-white skin, brightly coloured suckers.

Everything looked so hot and lewd, inviting crime.

-Heh, no wonder Dylan was attracted to you. If I were him, I’d be in love with you too. Vanessa, I’m sorry I left you behind on your wedding night. Otherwise, your first time would have been mine.

The more Orlando thought about it, the angrier he became and the grimmer his expression became.

Without a second thought, he left a mark on Vanessa’s white skin, rampaging like a madman, making his mark on her body.

-Do you think Dylan would still be with you if he saw these marks on you? Heh, would he find you disgusting? My uncle is a proud man at heart, would he put up with his wife being bedded by another?

“That’s a very good idea. I’m going to enjoy Vanessa and then I’ll tell Dylan to come and have a look.”

It was surprisingly moving for him to imagine Dylan’s cold, angry face.

-Why don’t we take a picture and show it to my uncle now? Let him see how slutty and intoxicated you are under me. That’s a good idea, isn’t it?

Orlando hooked his lips into a strange, wicked smile.

-…

Vanessa’s mouth was tightly covered by Orlando’s hand and no sound could come out.

She was angry, desperate and wanted to kill Orlando.

Outside there was a gradual silence and he wondered what would happen to Enrique.

Orlando’s lips kept going down, leaving a foul and dirty mark on his body. Yet he was happy, looking at the lustful marks and wanting more and more to leave his mark all over her body.

-It’s all so beautiful, I should show it to my uncle as well.

Orlando said, surprisingly, and actually stopped.

As he pulled his phone out of his pocket, his eyes filled with a morose coldness.

-Have you found?

Dylan sat in the car with a frown on his face. In the darkness, it was impossible to see his expression.

-Miss Vanessa has an appointment with Kingway at Club XH. It’s about a ten-minute drive away.

Hearing Mateo’s words, Dylan started the car and drove off without a word.

He was glad that he had suddenly wanted to see Vanessa tonight, otherwise he wouldn’t have known that she was meeting someone. He wondered if she could manage everything on her own with Enrique’s company.

If she was drunk, then he would take her back.

Because of Vanessa’s whereabouts, Dylan’s expression was no longer so serious.

He even missed Vanessa’s body.

In the dark of the night, when the car arrived at Club XH, Dylan was acutely aware that something was wrong. He parked the car without saying anything and showed his premium membership card to the astonished gaze of the receptionist.

-Sir, your exclusive private room is on the first floor.

Dylan paused as he rounded the corner of the ground floor, his gaze darting scathingly to a pair of bodyguards not far away.

Among them were people I knew.

He frowned and turned to walk past.

-Sir, what can I do for you?

Ignoring the bartender’s words, Dylan picked up his pace. A voice in the back of his mind told him that he had to get there quickly, that Vanessa was inside and was waiting for him to rescue her.

Dylan’s eyes turned cold and shocked.

The waiter did not dare to say another word for fear that the man next to him would kill him as soon as he opened his mouth.

The feeling of fear almost suffocated him.

-What can I do for you?

Dylan stepped in front of the bodyguard he recognised and his tone was cold:

-Don’t stop me.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

-Mr Dylan.

The bodyguard did not expect to meet Dylan and there was a momentary flash of panic in his eyes. Although fleeting, it was caught by Dylan.

Dylan had a feeling that Vanessa was there.

Without bothering to look at him again, Dylan pursed his lips and approached him, moving towards the door.

-Mr. Dylan, Mr. Orlando is in there talking to someone on business and I’m afraid it’s not a good idea for you to come in like this. If you have something to do, you can wait until Mr. Orlando comes out.

-Out.

Dylan looked at the other man with cold eyes and a cold voice.

-Sorry, no …

Dylan didn’t give the other man a chance to finish his sentence, as he kicked him. Such a strong man fell to the ground and could not get up, covering his chest, which shows how strong Dylan was.

-Open the door.

He turned and looked at the waiter behind him and said.

-But …

-Open the door if you don’t want to die!

Dylan’s sharp gaze made the waiter instinctively decide to obey.

There was a beep and the door opened.

Dylan rushed inside and closed the door behind him.

As for the people outside, no one reacted, let alone saw what was going on inside the private room.

-Who?

Orlando’s irritability was palpable when he was interrupted in what he was doing. Before he could turn around, the phone in his hand was kicked out of his hand. There was a click, and his wrist twisted in a strange arc.

Broken bones.

-Orlando.

Dylan gritted his teeth and grimaced as he called Orlando’s name, and unceremoniously slammed a fist hard into Orlando’s face.

It was then that a stupefied Vanessa slowly came to her senses. Surprisingly, she sat quietly and looked down to straighten her clothes, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

Dylan wanted to go and comfort her and could not contain the anger in his heart.

In the end, he chose to settle the score with Orlando first.

-You seek death!

He said coldly, stepping forward and kicking him. This time Orlando was prepared and was not hit, but ducked.

-You should have come later so you could have seen Vanessa moaning seductively under me.

“What a pity.”