Deep love: insatiable lover

He caressed both Dylan and Vanessa, and they both breathed a long sigh of relief.

-Do you like it?

Sensing Vanessa’s sexual desire, Dylan did not rush in.

He took her chin and walked in deliberately slowly. Lowering his eyes, he looked at her softly, squinting and deliberately asking: -How was it? Did you like it? Now do you want me to come out?

Vanessa looked confused, now she had no common sense, everything was controlled by instinct.

-I’m hot. -Dylan! Please…

-Answer me, do you still want me to go out?

Knowing she was losing her mind, Dylan deliberately pursued the question.

It was as if he wouldn’t move until she responded. Vanessa’s teeth were stinging with hatred and her eyes were watering.

She shook her head pathetically:

-No.

Dylan was satisfied, which loosened Vanessa’s jaw.

Due to the effects of the drug, Vanessa was unable to control herself. Only when she was so exhausted that she could not move a finger, she fell into a dream.

He rode on her back, leaving countless kisses from above and below.

It was some time before they moved away.

After wiping it off with some tissues, Dylan dressed and wrapped Vanessa in it, exposing her hickey-filled calves and white feet.

Dylan’s hair was pearly with sweat from the long session and he looked a little wilder and more uninhibited.

He hugged Vanessa and lifted his foot and kicked the door.

Matthew, who had been watching outside, immediately turned and opened the door, taking care to keep his head down and not look at the person in Dylan’s arms.

-Sir.

-Take the memory card out of the DV and take it with you.

-Yes.

Dylan looked at Vanessa, who was still frowning in her drowsiness, and once again hostility spread through the depths of her eyes.

-Get the testimony out of these people, you know what to do.

-I know.

Matthew nodded his head hurriedly.

-The drugs they injected for Vanessa, he injected them all and imprisoned them together. When the drugs wear off, he keeps injecting them and a week later he sends them to a brothel in Southeast Asia.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

A week of continuous medication and all those people should have been wasted.

Matthew thought silently to himself, but of course he could never sympathise with them, who had dared to lay their hands on Miss Vanessa, whom the Lord cared for.

-Yes.

-He gouged out all their eyes before sending them away, and because their eyes were looking the wrong way, they didn’t need to keep them.

Matthew waited for a while, and when Dylan had nothing more to say, he turned around so that the order could be carried out.

When he returned, Dylan was already in the car with Vanessa in his arms and had left.

With a resigned sigh, Mateo contacted Enrique instead of Dylan to tell him that he had found Vanessa and nothing more.

Henry was immediately relieved to hear that Vanessa had been rescued and, without asking any more questions, rushed to tell Mercedes the good news.

-My Vanessa has finally been rescued.

Mercedes stroked his chest with a grateful look.

-Enrique, where is my Vanessa? I’m going to see her now.

Enrique was silent for a moment on the other end of the line and then spoke to reassure her:

-Don’t worry, Aunt, Miss Vanessa is all right. You should rest at home and come back to see Miss Vanessa when you feel better, or she will worry when she sees your condition.

-All right.

Mercedes forced herself to calm down, and although she was still worried about Vanessa, she didn’t want her daughter to see her in this weakened state.

It was better to wait until his face had recovered a little.

-Enrique, take good care of Vanessa.

-Don’t worry, Mrs. Mercedes, I will take care of Miss Vanessa.

Enrique reassured her a little more before Mercedes hung up the phone.

Henry sighed in relief as he pressed the phone. The idea that Miss Vanessa was still at Dylan’s house made him frown again.

I still didn’t know what I should do next.

Miss Vanessa had been missing for a day and a night and she wondered if something had happened to her.

That bastard Dylan, he wouldn’t even let him visit Vanessa.

Henry thought indignantly, but he could do nothing but wait.

On the other hand, Dylan took Vanessa to another flat of his.

No one knew except him and Mateo.

Although I didn’t live here, the flat was clean because the bellboy cleaned it every day.

Dylan took Vanessa to the bathroom and put her in the shower again.

Only when her body was clean did he take Vanessa out again. He carefully dried her hair and then put her to bed.

Dylan’s tense heart finally eased and his frown loosened as he looked at Vanessa’s sleeping form.

He dressed quickly and called Lucas.

He was always asked to come and see Vanessa.

Lucas arrived shortly afterwards and raised an unhappy eyebrow at the sight of Dylan’s wet hair.

-You already have a woman, I’m still single, can you leave me alone to flirt?

-Shut up.

Dylan glared at him and Lucas immediately shut up.

He couldn’t help it, he couldn’t beat this man and he had to admit defeat.

Dylan calmed down after Lucas examined Vanessa to make sure she was OK, apart from being too tired.

-What’s going on? -Lucas asked nonchalantly as he took off his disposable gloves and threw them in the trash, sitting on his ass on the couch.

Dylan’s eyes narrowed at the thought of what Brisa had done, and a cold sternness began to appear in eyes that had never been anything but forgiving.

-It seems quite serious.

Lucas raised an eyebrow, suddenly more curious about things.

-Why can’t Brisa always be like she was when she was a child?

-Nonsense, people will always change. You want Brisa to stay a child, but she doesn’t want to. So what happened with Vanessa, does it have to do with Brisa?