NovelEnglishWaylen stayed put. He had no intention of getting out and walking Mavis to her door. Mavis bowed to meet his gaze and said in a soft voice, “Thank you for giving me a ride home, Mr. Fowler. If you need me to explain to Mrs. Fowler, I’ll tell her that nothing is going on between us.”
Waylen looked at her face, smiled, and said nothing.
As the chauffeur drove away, Waylen stared out the window and let his mind wander.
The truth was, he was aware that Mavis leaned in earlier and kissed his collar. She was Elvira’s biological sister, and they had a striking resemblance to each other. Such a young and attractive girl was throwing herself at him. ©
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe knew that he would possess her the moment he let her in.
Then he would have a young and obedient lover.
She could be Elvira’s replacement.
What he let happen between himself and Mavis earlier was a test he set for himself.
He wanted to see how much he cared about Rena.
When Mavis leaned toward him earlier, he instantly thought of Rena. With his mind’s eye, he saw her playing the piano with such vigor and passion. Then, his heart started racing. The ‘only woman who could make him feel that way was his wife.
Men always weighed the pros and cons of everything.
This time, Waylen chose Rena and his children.
At the house of the Fowler family.
Waylen got out of the car and looked up at the house. It was already the middle of the night, so most of the lights in the house had already been turned off. However, the lights in Rena’s bedroom were still on.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWaylen passed through the foyer and ascended the stairs to the second floor.
After checking on Alexis and Marcus, he opened the door to Rena’s bedroom.
The door was left unlocked, so he was able to enter.
Rena had fallen asleep on the sofa with a book in her hand. She had on soft silk pajamas.
Her exposed skin gleamed like crystal under the lights.
Waylen liked her body.
He hadn’t gotten close to her like this in a long time. He didn’t know if it was just the alcohol, but every fiber of his being ached to touch her, take her, and own her.
He bent over and kissed her, softly at first and then more and more hungrily. He began tracing her bottom lip with his tongue.
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