Reckless Marriage Unyielding Love

Chapter 150

Under the light, Carlos was truly stunningly handsome. Even with a hint of desire in his eyes, his chiseled

features and sharp jawline were irresistibly attractive, no matter how she looked at them. Mikayla's fluttering

hands were hoisted up by Carlos and then pinned to her sides.

Mikayla was new at this. There was no way she could match Carlos, who had plans and tricks up his sleeve.

The moment he knocked on the door, he was set on achieving his goal.

Right then, Mikayla felt like a piece of meat, totally at Carlos's mercy.

"Carlos, the door isn't closed!" Mikayla warned. But Carlos didn't care at all.

All he could see were Mikayla's lips, sweet like candy, her face as soft as a baby's, and that one spot he wanted

to touch again.

Today, no matter what, he was determined to suck on that face a few times, to see if it would turn red, just as he

had imagined. Just thinking about it had turned Carlos on.

Mikayla watched as the desire in Carlos's deep eyes grew larger.

"Carlos..." But with her limbs restrained, her resistance was futile.

It was said that if one couldn't fight it, one might as well lie back and enjoy it.

But how could she enjoy it now? Whenever it was just the two of them at night, he was wild, wasn't he?

"Mika, shh. Just go with it!" Carlos' voice was a deep growl, bouncing off the walls in the steamy room.

He was up against her super soft body, and he was daydreaming about the day they could ditch the space

between them.

"Mika, let's hit up Lorenzo's tomorrow for another check, cool?" His eyes gleamed under the lights, a hint of

something tempting in them, and his lips curled into a slight smile.

‘Another check?" Mikayla's mind was racing as she looked into his deep eyes, trying to figure out what Carlos was

plotting.

"If you stay silent, I'm gonna take that as a yes!" He stared at the smooth skin on her neck and then went for it,

planting a greedy kiss on her rosy, tasty lips.

He'd been holding back all day, watching her and wanting to make out, but there were always people around.

And his Mika, well, she was a shy one.

Mikayla's wrists wiggled a bit, as if she was saying, "Hell, no!"

'What? I'd never agree. Carlos, you're such a jerk," Mikayla thought to herself.

But her thoughts got all jumbled up quickly, thanks to Carlos.

‘Damn it! | must have really owed him big tto face this,’ she thought.

Mikayla had no idea that her squirming just made her look even more charming to Carlos, and the more she did

it, the more it fired him up.

Mikayla was panting like she couldn't catch her breath.

Carlos noticed her breathing was off and moved, his warm breath tickling her neck.

Mikayla's skin was so soft it made Carlos’ heart go wild.

While Mikayla was still gasping for air, Carlos was already planning his next move, making Mikayla think his

hands were like snakes, all sneaky and quick. "Carlos... stop..." Mikayla said, trying to resist.

"Be good." Carlos' voice was rough,

but it had this pull to it. And then Carlos ips were on hers again His voice was like magic, seductive.

After what felt like forever, they finally pulled away from the kiss.

Mikayla was gasping, her eyes all dreamy as she stared at Carlos. He was totally into her rosy lips. They were

just too cute. Carlos had been waiting for this moment. He leaned in and gently kissed her cheek, which smelled

so good and felt so soft. "Carlos, whatcha doing?" Mikayla asked, catching Carlos in the act of playing with her

cheek, having a really good time.

She felt like she was his snack, and he was acting like a little kid.

Carlos looked pleased as he lifted his head, his lips just a bit curled.

"Mika, make sure you're free after work tomorrow. I'm taking you to Lorenzo's," Carlos said, giving Mikayla a

quick peck on the lips. "Can | skip it?" Mikayla asked, still out of breath, her face all red.

"Nope!" Carlos stood up, looking all neat and tidy again.

Then he just strolled away, acting like nothing crazy had just happened.

Mikayla looked at the door that was still wide open, feeling a bit freaked out.

After lying there for a bit, when Mikayla got up, her back was killing her. They'd been so close that her waist had

taken a beating.

She went to the bathroom and splashed scold water on her face to cool off.

In the mirror, her face was still super red. 'But what are those red spots on my neck?' she thought.

Thinking back to what Carlos had just done, she muttered to herself, ‘Seriously? How am | gonna face colleagues

like this tomorrow?"

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Kashton left Septem Nightclub and made a beeline for the Caldwell manor.

He wasn't one to chmuch. His usual scene was hanging with hot chicks and living it up. His home

wasn't exactly on his top ten list, not with someone there who could

ground him.

But today, he figured it was safer to duck in and avoid any heat from Elvis, who might be gunning for him after

the ruckus.

So, he rolled with the plan to chill at home. With his father around, Elvis would think twice before making a

move, and he had a few things he wanted to ask his father, a tarot reader.

With that, Kashton's red Ferrari rolled up to the Caldwell manor.

"Mr. Caldwell!" Clyde, the family butler who'd known him since he was a kid, tipped his hat as Kashton strolled

through the door.

"Where's my dad?" Kashton looked around the living room, but his father was nowhere to be seen.

"In his room," Clyde replied.

Kashton checked the clock on the wall. Right on time, his dad would be tucked away in his room.

"Sir, it's a rare sight to see you. Are you staying longer this time?" Clyde asked.

Kashton gave a sly look. "Count on it, Clyde. Barring any surprises, I'm sticking around for a few days."