'So what?' Sophia interrupted, bitterly, 'Does that make sense, you're going to marry her soon! Sooner or later you'll be someone else's husband, someone else's father! Ah ...'
Capone's body pushed hard into the depths of her pistil heart, his hand covered the stiff white softness of her breasts and rubbed them, the tingling and strange feeling made Sophia almost unable to bear it.
I don't know what's wrong with her these days, but her breasts are always rising, but her period is late, it's a symptom that only occurs during those few days in the middle of every month!
'Wet?' Capone hummed softly in contentment, his fingertips probing into the bush and scooping up a sticky finger.
He had also noticed lately that her body had become more and more sensitive, quick to move and wet, and reacting strongly to the plastic even when the pounding action was gentle.
He only took it as a proof of the pleasure of their physical and mental intercourse, her body has become mature and delicate from a green fruit, with the charm and seductive capital of a mature woman.
Such a girl who combines innocence and enchantment in one is rare, and has a delicate heart, gentle and kind, what else does he need others to do? He only needed her alone and that was enough!
'Then you promise me to never leave me, give me a child ... sir a daughter, like you as beautiful, and then another son ... or another pair of twins! We'll get married when you want to, just give me some more time! Rush.'
Capone's exported request was actually a kind of assurance, or a forced marriage, but it sounded completely different to Sophia's ears.
'No ... what do you think marriage and babies are, so arbitrary! Mmm ah ... lighter ah, hard!'
Sophia endured his wave after wave of invasion, the white soft bunny on her chest was swollen and painful by his rubbing, as if it had swollen so much, bulging, blood was surging and running inside, any harder seemed to have milk coming out as if it were.
This feeling had never been experienced before, and Sophia, with little experience, thought it was her body submitting to him, shy and helpless.
A pair of long legs are still parted, the softness in the very centre contains him, infinite acceptance, the water is so abundant that she can hear the ambiguous watery sound as soon as he makes a slight movement, and at the end of each impact, there is still a constant tide of love surging thankfully out from the depths of her body, she can't help but shudder, and the lovemaking has peaked twice before she is even halfway through the session.
'Sophy... that comfortable, eh?' Capone also noticed her unusual arousal and sensitivity, buried deep inside her body, as if he was being tugged by invisible hands, with vigorous tension, moving with some effort, yet so slippery, he was also soothed to the core!
'Really think I'm someone else's? It's exciting to imagine being fucked by someone else's husband, isn't it?' Lightly intimate and shy words of love were the catalyst for bedtime, he used to say them, but Sophia was so shy that it was only an occasional thing.
'Shameless ... Well, I didn't ...' She also didn't understand why her body was so sensitive and couldn't bear the slightest tease from him, and even in her heart, like a galloping wildebeest carrying her, she cried out one after another , faster, faster!
She was so ashamed that she wanted to cry, how could she become such a wave gear!
Capone hugged her soft body tightly, leaned down and pecked kisses on the nape of her neck, 'It's okay, if this turns you on more, you might as well keep thinking about it that way! Anyway, I also like you like this ...'
David Lee's power he would pull to his side as soon as possible, and the intention of marriage with his daughter was nothing more than a stopgap measure, that Miss Ye behaved very detachedly in her arms, and even had a few moments of cold resistance, not deliberately throwing herself into her arms, and there was no semblance of infatuation or admiration in her eyes.
Obviously she also does not like this marriage contract of pure interest, the two people may as well make a match, do not need to be truly married, but also can get what they want.
Just aggrieved under the body of this girl, he can not leave her, can not see her aggrieved, originally just want to let her jealousy difficult, posture lower, serve a soft on marrying him, give him a child. Who knows that she is so stubborn, the old accounts also turned out to throw him in front of the snap, before for her to do things, her good seems to be all written off, he will also be heartbroken and unwilling to OK!
And the baby he's been longing for, when exactly will he be able to settle down in his mother's tummy? He had already worked so hard, why was there still no movement at all?
Thinking this way, the movement underneath his body was a few minutes faster, his deep gaze and her eyes were intertwined with a bit of confusion, his kisses were unceasing, her tears were licked away by him, and her lips were repeatedly occupied by him, their naked bodies were intertwined, and sweat was seeping from every pore, the movement underneath his body was getting faster and faster, and his force was stronger than ever, making the delicate Sophia gritting her teeth and bearing it with her tearful eyes, and her soul seemed to be going out of her body. The soul seemed like it was about to come out of her body.
Her every expression made him almost obsessed, whether it was a smile, confused, sad, surprised, or stunned, and even a little girl-like simplicity, all of which made him intoxicated.
'Mmmm ah ...' Sophia's hand suddenly gripped the sheets underneath her, her pretty eyebrows coming together in another wave of bone-deep tingling, and Capone clasped her hand and swept inside her.
'Be good and stay here for the next few days, don't go anywhere ... when I'm done with the matter at hand I'll make time for you!' Capone's eyes stared at her churlish scarlet petite face when she fell into high dynastic, holding her compassionately, caressing her smooth beautiful back, gradually feeling again, pulling one side of her long legs to spin, letting her lie on her back in front of her, brazenly sharp weapon just like this rotating half circle in her body, and then deep and shallow movements.
Just now was he shot/full of belly is still swollen, such a move, some pain, but Sophia is really tired, also did not put too much on the mind, until he completely relieved, only with tearstained was held in his arms to sleep ...
This man, is it true that one day he will no longer belong to her?
Or is it that he has never belonged to her at all ...
It was another weekend, and Sophia didn't see Diana.
Usually, she would be at the villa on Mesha Island, helping Lucy cook some delicious dishes, and they'd all have pasta together, with Diana staying in the small house behind the villa after dinner.
But this time, she wasn't at the dinner table. Sophia found it odd and asked Lucy, but Lucy only sighed and gave a vague reply without explaining why.
Sophia had a bad feeling. She looked at the pale yellow exterior of the small house and felt a strong urge to check if Diana was inside.
On Sunday afternoon, after taking a nap, Sophia realized that she had been overthinking a lot lately, feeling unusually tired. She had slept in late that morning and had to take a nap in the afternoon to rest.
When she woke up, the sky outside was painted with sunset hues, reflecting off the vast sea, calm and deep. There was a knock on the door. Sophia thought it was Lucy asking her to join for dinner, so she quickly slipped on her slippers and rushed to open the door.
Today, it seemed that the Royal group had something to deal with, as Capone, Mandy, and Joey were all gone. It was just her and Lucy eating pasta, and she didn't want to keep the elders waiting.
When she opened the door, it wasn't Lucy standing there—it was Diana. Her face looked pale and exhausted, as if she had lost a lot of weight.
"Lucy said you were sleeping, did I interrupt your rest?" Diana smiled, but there was a crack in her calm demeanor, something different from usual.
"It's fine, I just woke up! Come in!"
Sophia invited Diana inside. Diana's steps seemed unsteady, so Sophia poured her a glass of hot water and asked with concern, "Diana, are you sick? Should I call a doctor?"
"No need, it's just a slight cold. I'm just a bit tired," Diana replied.
The sunlight from the window bathed the room in a golden glow as Diana sat on the small sofa, her face shadowed. Despite her calm exterior, there was an undercurrent of worry that was palpable.
Especially for someone like her—calm and optimistic—such moments were rare.
"If there's something, feel free to say it, Diana. Don't worry, I won't act impulsively, and I'll keep your secret!"
Sophia got straight to the point, and Diana didn't beat around the bush either. "Sophia, I want Cronus to leave, as soon as possible!"
Sophia was slightly taken aback. "What happened?"
The last time they talked about this, Diana hadn't fully trusted her yet, and they hadn't found a perfect solution. Diana had just mentioned that she indeed wanted Cronus to leave.
These past few days, Diana hadn't been at the main house. Could something have happened?
Diana looked at her slightly pale fingers resting on her lap and said, "Cronus is sick, he has a lung infection. He's on an IV, and his fever is raging!"
She had been staying at the small house to take care of him. Without trusted doctors or nurses, she was the one administering the injections and medication.
Having spent five years at medical school, as the top graduate, although her main work was in forensic medicine, she was more than capable of dealing with minor illnesses in the living.
But judging by the current situation, this wasn't just a common cold or cough. A lung infection could be more than just pneumonia, and even in adults, the condition could deteriorate quickly.
Without an X-ray or advanced equipment and treatment methods, if the illness was delayed, he could die!
Sophia immediately became worried. She glanced at the closed door, lowered her voice, and asked, "What's wrong with him? Is it serious? Can't he go to the hospital?"
Diana shook her head. "Hospitals are public places. Even the most private hospital rooms can't guarantee secrecy. Many of the shareholders don't know about Cronus being under house arrest. Even Lucas's side is only half-believing, not fully sure. If this leaks out, it could cause a lot of trouble!"
"So, what now? Does that mean only you… can take care of him?"
Diana gave a subtle nod.