Chapter 8 Wedding night

The man’s kisses were vigorous.

The man’s atmosphere was different in the morning, the man now was as fierce as a lion.

Being single for such a long time, it was hard for the man to control himself after experiencing something amazing.

Even though many types of women came willingly to him, he felt disgusted with those women who were with their purposes.

After a moment, Jones let go of Clara and looked at the girl in his arms erotically.

Suddenly, he picked up the girl and walked to the sofa.

Clara’s legs were fatigued, her face was red and her eyes were full with emotion. She held his neck passively.

She then felt herself being put on the sofa. And the man went on top of her again.

Clara kissed until shivering, and an indescribable feeling came.

Both of them immersed themselves all along the long night during their wedding night.

Not only Jones fell in love with the feeling, Clara also felt a little nostalgic.

Until early in the morning, Jones only let go of the girl who had fallen asleep reluctantly.

He picked up the girl from the sofa to the bathroom.

No matter how strong the body was, it was hard to hold on when it came for two consecutive nights just right after the first time experiencing a ‘good thing’.

Clara slept directly until near noon the next day.

The man left without her consciousness.

Clara was lying on the bed. She didn’t have the strength to turn over. All her muscles didn't feel able to work at all.

Her stomach kept growling.

She hasn't eaten since last night. Whole night was forced to cooperate with the man and now she was hungry as a wolf.

In order to prevent over starvation, she forced herself to find food.

“Ouch.”

As soon as her feet were on the floor, the feeling of soreness spread through her body and she nearly fell on the floor.

She can’t stop scolding the man in her heart.

She was only able to stand up barely, and moved down the stairs slowly with the support of the wall.

A bungalow which was empty last night was full with people in the living room now.

When they saw her coming down, they all bowed down to greet her.

“Hello, madam.”

Clara was shocked, afraid of being discovered, she didn’t care about the pain of her body and stood up straight with an awkward smile.

“When did you all come here?”

At the head of the group was a middle-aged man in his forties. “We are from the old house. The young master arranged for us to come here at seven o’ clock.”

“I’m the housekeeper here. My name is William.” Then he pointed to a nearby woman of about the same age and said, “She is my wife, Sara. She takes care of the meals in the bungalow and the rest is in charge of hygiene and landscape”.

“Madam, we’ll be here for a long time, you’re pleased to place any orders.”

 Clara just wanted to look for food now, hence she simply nodded her head to show that she knew.

Then she asked, “Do you have any food?”

“Yes, yes, yes. When the young master left, he told us to keep food ready at all times. Madam will feel hungry when she gets up.”

Sara went straight to the kitchen. Others began to be busy with their own business.

Clara drank some milk and thought that the man was very considerate, even though he was in a high position, he still knew to care about these little things.

Especially when she woke up this morning, she didn’t feel any stickiness, and it was cold somewhere. Seems like someone should have helped her take a bath and applied ointment.