Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

After Adán Rouco led Estrella Berrocal to the car, the woman did not let up at all.

“I want a glass, Perla! Where’s the wine? Where is my wine!”

He jumped up and fell into the arms of Adán Rouco.

Adán Rouco was somewhat stunned, raised his hand and finally took her in his arms.

He couldn’t drive because she was so wrapped up in him, so he sat with her in the car.

After a while, Estrella Berrocal suddenly raised her little face and smiled at him: “Perla, let’s order a male model! I’ve never ordered a male model before.

The corners of the man’s mouth twitched and his handsome face darkened.

Adán Rouco felt inexplicably distressed, as if he had been unintentionally cuckolded!

A male model? How dare this woman ask for a male model?

She was too drunk to feel his anger, and rubbed against his arms, “Okay? Let’s ask for a male model and see what he looks like! I’ve heard it said that male models are usually exceptionally handsome…”

Estrella Berrocal thought, “Even if I don’t need a male model, it would be nice to at least look good.”

He was thinking very hard when suddenly his hip ached.

“Mmm … that hurts!”

The man’s big hand, whipped her ass hard.

Estrella Berrocal snorted and glared at him: “What are you hitting me for!

Looking for a male model, Adam Rouco rolled onto his back and imprisoned the small woman in his arms, his thin, cold lips kissed her hot, alcoholic lips so hard!

Estrella Berrocal’s eyes widened and she struggled, but after smelling the familiar masculine scent, she closed her eyes and tilted her face to receive the kiss.

He even put his hands around the man’s neck.

Not only did this not please Adán Rouco, but it irritated the man even more, who looked coldly and fiercely at the little woman beneath him, who was blushing and enjoying herself a little!

Does this woman take you for a male model?

Estrella Berrocal, who had not yet recovered from her sinking, slowly opened her watery eyes and looked at him with a clear and affectionate gaze, her voice muffled by the alcohol, with a somewhat pathetic tone, “Adán Rouco…. is it really you? ”

The man’s dark eyes grew dazed as he looked into her watery, red, aggrieved eyes, “Why don’t you help me … Why do you always side with Olivia Montes … Why don’t you trust me … I didn’t copy Olivia Montes’ drawings … It was Olivia Montes…”

As he spoke, tears fell from the corners of his eyes without argument, and Adam Rouco’s heart, as if something had hit him hard.

He couldn’t help but raise his hand and wipe the tears from his face with his fingers, asking quietly, “Is that why you resigned and left the Rouco family?”

She was so drunk she couldn’t hear what he was saying, she just buried herself in his arms and muttered to herself, “You were mean to me … and to my Paulita …. I hate you.”

If she had been a good girl, would I have been mean to her?

Estrella Berrocal clung to his neck, rubbed her little face in his arms and added in a squeaky voice: “But I … can’t help but think of you again … Adam Rouco … I like you. You tell me what I have to do to stop liking you … I don’t want to like you… You’re so mean… and you treat me so badly… … um…”

The man’s long fingers, unexpectedly lifting her chin, lowered her head to gag her chattering little mouth.

The kiss was deep, hot and committed.

Only when she could barely breathe did he slowly release her, his forehead resting gently on hers, his voice magnetic and low as he spoke, “There’s no undoing your fondness for me, you can keep doing it.”

The words were more like a command, with unquestionable dominance.

Estrella Berrocal puffed out her little face, tears welling up in her eyes, “But what’s the use of me liking you…”

He didn’t like it, did he?

Adán Rouco closed his eyes and kissed the tip of her small, red nose as she cried, “How do you know it’s not going to work if you don’t still like it?”

What kind of person doesn’t do something half-heartedly? He wouldn’t accept such a non-exclusive affection.

…

Adán Rouco did not take Estrella Berrocal back to La Villa Rouco, old Mr. Rouco had recently been discharged and if he had taken Estrella Berrocal back, so drunk, the old man would have been even angrier.

He took her back to La Villa Berrocal and, after gaining entrance to the house, took her to the big bed, where Estrella Berrocal clung to her neck with both hands and did not let go.

Adán Rouco fell into the big bed with her.

Man on woman, Adam Rouco could kiss her if he lowered his face a little, their breaths mingling, the man’s dark eyes darkening, his large hands gripping her wrists, warning, “Let her go.”

Estrella Berrocal shook her head and did not let her go: “I won’t, if I let you go, you’ll be back with Olivia Montes, Adán Rouco… tonight, you’re mine”.

In any case, no matter how dominant he was in his dreams, in reality he did not dare to speak against Adán Rouco, in his dreams he still did not dare….

In her dreams, she was in charge!

With this in mind, she was even bolder, lifted his face and kissed him.

Adam Rouco blushed at first, then curved his thin lips and looked at her playfully, “Do you really want me?”

Estrella Berrocal nodded her chin vigorously.

He doesn’t want her for nothing, the man thought, a spring dream is a drunken …

Adam Rouco’s dark eyes deepened, “You love him, and it’s no use crying for mercy afterwards.”

But Estrella Berrocal didn’t know if it was intentional or if she had really had too much to drink, but when Adán Rouco was at the height of his excitement, she fell asleep under him!

A meaningless dream!

Adán Rouco gritted his teeth and sweat broke out at the corners of his forehead.

It was the first time that Adán Rouco was defeated!

He got out of bed and was about to go to the bathroom to get a basin of water and wring out a towel to clean it when the little woman behind him suddenly grabbed his hand: “Adán Rouco …”.

The soft murmur of her voice made all the anger in the man’s heart somehow dissipate.

Adán Rouco sat back down next to her and wiped tears from the corners of his eyes.

Was it affection for Estrella Berrocal? More like some heart …Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

His emotional reflexes were not as violent, and he had always been much, much slower in dealing with emotional issues than others.

He could not deny that at first his ulterior motives with Estrella Berrocal had been purely physical.

But now, something seemed to be slowly deteriorating.

He was beginning to want to keep her with him longer, to keep her from being lusted after by someone.

With a slight, loving smile at the corners of his eyes, Adán Rouco took her hand and slipped the diamond ring, again, onto her ring finger.

…

The morning sun streams in through the bedroom window.

Estrella Berrocal has a hangover and a severe headache.

When he opens his eyes, he looks at the white ceiling and is momentarily disconnected from his reaction.

Hadn’t she been drinking with Perla Prats at the Pivo Czech bar last night? Who had taken her home?

She sat up, reached up to stroke her aching head, and when her eyes looked up, she noticed a diamond ring on her ring finger.

She froze and stared blankly.

This diamond ring, didn’t you leave it with the Rouco family to be returned to Adán Rouco?

Hadn’t I dreamt it last night in … Was it really Adán Rouco?

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