Semua Bab Summer Wine: Bab 11 - Bab 20

I walked away from the table basking in the righteous pride of pulling a part-time wage and tax ultimatum against Matteo’s bulletproof logic, but the real ultimate trial was waiting for me right at the pier. The thing floating in front of me wasn't just a luxury yacht; to me, it was a bottomless soup of germs and a potential drowning platform. The mere thought of stepping onto water was enough to press every single red alert button in my brain simultaneously.I froze on the steps of the gangway, staring down at the dark Aegean water while running a worst-case scenario of millimetric imbalance in my head, when that colossal shadow loomed behind me."The yacht isn’t sinking, genius girl. Just get on," Matteo said. I caught the teasing baritone in his voice, but before I could even turn around, his massive, warm hands abruptly wrapped around my waist.When he lifted me into the air like a sack of potatoes—yet with unbelievable lightness—a wave of panic hit me. Terrified of falling into t

Oh my God, stop! I swear my heart was having a literal arrhythmia inside my silk shorts right then! The man wasn't in there defusing a woman; he was casually turning his own body into a work of art.Matteo was working out in the dim light, his tanned skin glistening like gold, drenched in sweat beads the size of chickpeas. His tight glutes, lean waist, deep Adonis lines, and those flawless six-pack abs flexed with such intensity with every single push-up... And those shoulders were easily wide enough to part oceans. I completely forgot how to breathe!The punching bag next to him was still swaying while he smashed out one-handed push-ups; he’d clearly combined boxing and bodybuilding into one routine.But with those throaty groans, there was a raw, primal wildness to him, as if he were taking his aggression out on the bag itself. Because he was balancing all his weight on just one hand, his muscles were coiled tight, veins straining beautifully. As he pushed himself up and stood to hi

As I signed, I shot him a sweet little look and let out a giggle, swallowing hard to suppress my excitement while popping a slice of fresh fruit and some toast into my mouth. "Sooo..." I mumbled toward him, cheeks puffed out, trying to execute my innocence algorithm while chewing.Right at that moment, I bit into a juicy cherry from my plate, and all hell broke loose. The instant I crushed it, a dense splash of dark red juice literally cascaded right down my chest!My crisp, noble white linen blouse—the one worth two full months of my graphic design salary—was instantly ruined by a bright pink cherry stain! This stain felt like a glaring omen that I was going to be financially indebted to this man from the very start, plunging my part-time fake-wife salary straight into a negative balance.However, this clumsiness was actually the perfect distraction for a brilliant cyber ambush. Sneaking my hand out toward his ultra-secure, encrypted phone on the table was nothing more than a data tra

In that exact moment, instead of running her usual cybersecurity algorithms, calculating the germ count on the sheets, or spinning out various doomsday scenarios about being stranded in the middle of the ocean, Nova did nothing but bite her lower lip. Her mind had completely stalled. Technically, she had never had an orgasm in her entire life. She had never let a man inside her. In fact, if one were to look at the raw technical data... Nova had never engaged in this primal dance before. Until today, she had viewed sexuality as a completely redundant, unnecessary expenditure of calories, an irrational activity to be indefinitely postponed, but... now, she was incredibly curious. Did the women in those videos or books really scream that loudly, or was everything just a complete act?Matteo, fighting a desperate battle of willpower with his massive frame hovering over me, let out a heavy curse through his gritted teeth."Fuck..." he muttered, trying to reach for his phone, which had slip

What truly humiliated me, what caused a massive short-circuit across every single server of my logic, was this: the dense, burning fluid my body was producing was now slipping slowly down my thighs, leaving me stranded right in the absolute epicenter of a sticky, soaking-wet drenching.I figured this biological reaction was definitely not normal; because judging by the wild, predatory excitement flashing in Matteo’s dark eyes—safely assuming I was clearly not the first woman he had ever touched in his life—I could tell this soaking-wet state of mine was driving him clean out of his mind.Alright then...The moment I was left in nothing but my wafer-thin underwear, Matteo utilized his massive, powerful arms to smoothly haul me right into his lap. He pressed down hard, burying my hips directly over that immense, marble-hard column swelling beneath his shorts.The exact millisecond his large, hot hands made contact with my bare breasts, a sweet, tickling sensation rippled through my fl