Deep love: insatiable lover

-Why? Aren’t you afraid they’ll find out?

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Dylan didn’t care about the Moya family’s reputation, he would even be happy if he could defame it.

Vanessa knew he words were true and asked, biting he lower lip:

-So what do you want in return to buy your silence?

Dylan approached Vanessa, licked her ear ambiguously and said unhurriedly:

-We’ll call it a day when I get tired of fucking you.

“God will know when that time will be.”

-Yes, but our relationship must be hidden.

Vanessa didn’t know what Dylan was thinking and nodded her head. Since there was no way to get rid of him, she had to accept it.

On the other hand, since Orlando could shamelessly sleep with Melina, why couldn’t she have Dylan as a lover?

-Okay.

Dylan vowed not to tell, but it wouldn’t be his fault if someone found out.

He then released Vanessa, ordered her to give him her mobile phone to write down her phone number and saved it under the name “Uncle”.

-It’s my number, you have to come whenever I call you.

-Okay,” Vanessa replied calmly, picked up her mobile and motioned for him to open the door.

-I have to go back.

-Gordi.

Dylan said aloud towards the corner of the living room, and another domestic robot, exactly like the one he had in the study, crept up and registered Vanessa after a scan.

-Beautiful lady, we look forward to your next visit.

The door opened and Vanessa left in a hurry without saying goodbye.

When Vanessa drove away from Dylan’s house, she was finally relieved, it took her an hour to reach her matrimonial home in the Villa Real.

He was wearing Dylan’s oversized tracksuit at the time, his clothes having been torn to shreds by the insatiable night.

-Vanessa, where did you go last night?

-Orlando, why are you at home?

Vanessa was so surprised that she forgot about her clothes when she heard Orlando’s voice, because he always used to come back at midnight and accompanied by Melina.

-Whose clothes are these? Vanessa, aren’t you going to pretend anymore? Wow, when I go out with Melina, you go straight for the other asshole, don’t you?

Orlando stood up abruptly and pulled Vanessa’s hair, forcing her to look up.

-It hurts! Orlando, let go of me.

-Who was that asshole?!

Vanessa was startled to see Orlando’s fierce gaze, which looked like a demon, and he kept exerting force as if he was going to peel her scalp.

-Orlando, are you trying to kill me or what? Vanessa scoffed desperately and sarcastically.

-Yes, I fucked the other man and it was a great experience. Ha ha, even though you don’t love me, there are others who love me.

-Bitch! -Orlando slapped her hard.

-Orlando, since you refuse to divorce me, we’ll have to cheat on each other.