Deep love: insatiable lover

Dylan Moya was Orlando’s uncle, who was a taboo for the whole family.

Vanessa recognised him because she had seen him on her wedding day.

-Weren’t you abroad?

-Unfortunately, I just got back last night.

Coincidentally, Dylan had arranged to meet a friend to discuss an urgent matter at the MC Bar after landing.

“What have I done! I slept with Orlando’s uncle!”

Vanessa pushed Dylan to keep her distance, but by accident she fell to the ground with a jerk and stood a little confused, hugging her pussy.

You hurt yourself? How absent-minded!

Dylan sighed helplessly and leaned over to hug Vanessa, but she ran off to the bathroom like a frightened hare.

-I’m going to take a shower.

Vanessa sighed with relief when she confirmed that the door was securely closed and walked stiffly to the shower. She let the cold water drip over her head and banged her head against the wall.

“My God, what have I done? How will I be able to face Dylan afterwards!”

Dylan, having finished dressing, went into the next room to pick up the sheets stained with Vanessa’s virgin blood and then went into the study.

Dylan sat down, lit a cigarette and made a phone call.

-Investigate what happened after Orlando and Vanessa’s marriage.

He received the answer when he finished smoking the cigarette.

“Orlando didn’t come back on the wedding night? And he was with Melina, the bastard of the Cazalla family?”

Dylan showed considerable interest, and remembered that his beloved nephew loved Vanessa.

“What must have happened? So, last night the lonely Vanessa wanted to look for romance in the bar and sleep with any man she pleased”.

Then Dylan got a little annoyed at the thought, tapping his fingers on the table, and before he knew how to deal with Vanessa, the domestic robot alerted him:

-My Lord, an unregistered person is trying to open the door.

“Do you want to escape?”

Dylan curved his lips into a smile and stood up.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

In the living room, Vanessa was overwhelmed, watching the stairs as she tried to open the door.

“Damn it, why won’t it open?”

-Do you want to leave without saying goodbye?

“Shit, he’s got me!”

Vanessa stiffened, not daring to move, she heard the man come down and approach her, covering her with his cold presence.

-Why don’t you answer me?

Dylan asked softly in her ear, his gesture seemed so sexy to Vanessa that she swallowed her saliva.

She turned around and said, trying to look innocent:

-Dylan, can you forget about last night?

Vanessa figured that Dylan wouldn’t want people to know that he had slept with his nephew’s wife either, and looked up at him like a tender little bunny.

-Of course… -Dylan joked mischievously with her to see her panic. Of course not.

Vanessa’s illusions fell to the ground.