Snare of Love

Dolores seemed to know what Coral was thinking. She did not do any explanation but just smiled at her instead. It was just a bargain between her and Matthew and she had no right to ask about his private life. She actually felt slightly more comfortable without his presence.

Dolores entered the room and could see the overall furnishings of the bedroom. The decoration style was unique with black and white color tone. It was simple and tidy, luxurious but not dull, with a touch of elegance. “This is Mr. Nelson’s room.” Coral smiled. Since they had married, they should stay together. Dolores opened her mouth and realized she could not say a word. She then nodded as a reply.

She found it hard to fall asleep during her first night at a strange place. She then leaned against her pillow and browsed the employment websites from her phone, ready to find a job. She could only have a steady life, take good care of her mother and give the child in her tummy a future after getting a job.

She was shocked to find someone hiring translators. It was common to hire translators but what was rare was the employer was looking for someone who knew the language of Country A. Country A was the country she was sent to by Randolph. It was a backward tropical country and there was not many people learning the language of the country. Language that was most commonly used in the world was all language from more developed and capable countries.

The salary and job treatment were good. She then left her personal information and put down her phone, lying down and slept. The moonlight was shining across the window like silk in the silent night. The woman on the bed had slowly fallen asleep and a flash of white light was shot into the yard when a Maybach car came in and stopped. The car door was opened and a towering figure got out of the car. He strode into the house and the landing of his feet was not firm as usual, as if he was walking on clouds.

look on his face. After finishing the water, he could finally relieve much of the burning sensation on

and tossed it onto the couch. He went straight into his room without going to the bathroom. The light was not switched on in the room and it was dark. Being familiar with the position

Both people were sleeping soundly like a sweet couple. The man’s eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened his eyes. Due to the hangover, he felt his head heavy and he needed to take a shower to refresh himself. As he was going to raise his arm and get up, he realized his arm was holding down by something. He turned sideways

her thin neck and delicate collar bone. Her breathing sound went up and down and was actually kind of attractive. He could not help but swallow. He did not have the impulse even when he was

Dolores’s dreams, she saw herself in the middle of Africa grasslands. A fierce lion was staring straight at her as if wanting to engulf her. She was then awoken by the dream. Yet the moment she opened her eyes, what entered her line of sight was a pair of deep eyes that was

off. “This is my place.” Dolores wanted to retort, yet upon seeing the surrounding of the room, she swallowed her words. “Weren’t you celebrating your girlfriend’s birthday? Why did you come back?” She got down the bed

heavily asleep. Yet it turned out that she did not even realize he had entered the room. She had actually slept with a man in