Deep love: insatiable lover

-Sir, Miss Vanessa was taken to her villa by Dylan after that and has not left until today.

After hearing Juan’s report, Orlando slammed the phone against the opposite wall.

“Damn it!”

Two days and two nights have passed and Vanessa is still in Dylan’s villa. A man and a woman for so long, there’s no telling what could have happened to them.

Touching the bruise at the corner of his lip, Orlando’s face grew increasingly grim.

“You think you can just walk out like that? Vanessa, I’ll make you come back to me. I swear.”

Orlando accelerated the pace of the looting plan.

He vowed to bring Dylan’s SJ Group under his own DS Group. To achieve his goal, he would have to start on Gerardo’s side and get the Moya Group for himself as soon as possible.

-Sir, bad news. Someone is buying our shares in bad faith.

-Did you find out who it was?

-There are still no leads.

Juan frowned and spoke in a serious tone. orlando grimaced, a cold light filled his eyes.

-Find out who did it as fast as you can and I’ll make the other party pay.

-Yes, I’ll do what I can.

The DS Group was on a roll lately and no one was going to go against it without a fight. The only ones left to discard were Gerardo and Dylan.

“Who could it be? Will Dylan go against myself for Vanessa?”

Orlando narrowed his eyes and thought silently.

He thought it would be easy to find out who had done it. What he didn’t expect was that in the end Juan still had no clue.

And the DS Group’s shares vanished due to a hostile takeover by the other party.

Orlando was so angry that he trashed the whole office.

-Still can’t figure it out?

-The other side is too stealthy, we can’t do anything about it. Even on Grupo Moya’s side, Gerardo’s side couldn’t find the slightest clue.

-So, Dylan did all this.

Orlando narrowed his eyes and thought hard that it really seemed like he was the only one who could do it.

“Could it be him?”

Orlando made a face of disgust, anger leaping in his chest instantly at the thought of Dylan strutting in front of him.

-Dylan!

Bang! He kicked the desk in front of him.

Juan stood still, silenced.

-There’s a case going on in SJ that’s coming to a head recently, isn’t there? -Orlando pursed his lips in a grimace, “Find a way to make something go wrong there, by any means necessary. Remember, use the power of Bureau X.

“Marrying a disfigured madwoman, it’s only fair that I get a small benefit.”

Juan turned around knowingly.

In the SJ Group.

-Sir, the government sent an inspection and said that we had falsified the data and that it had to be verified. Until then, the project cannot start.

Mateo frowns, a little anxiously.

As this discontinuous project was linked to the new energy strand, once it stopped, it would cause a chain reaction.

-Misrepresentation of facts? -Dylan raised an eyebrow and flipped nonchalantly through the papers Matthew brought with him, a twinkle in his eye. It looks like someone doesn’t want me to live in peace.

Dylan has already guessed.

-Has anything happened to the DS Group recently?

-Someone maliciously bought DS shares a few days ago and made a mess of the Moya family there.

“So, Orlando thinks I did it, so he’s coming to get back at me? That’s stupid.”

“Without knowing exactly the strength of the person they are up against, they dare to do this. Heh, these kind of people, when the time comes, don’t even know how they are going to die.”

Dylan curved his lips mockingly and tapped his fingers on the table.

-We are not scapegoats. It is better that whoever has to pay the price should bear it himself. What’s more, the good show is still on, so how can we go wrong here.

-Sir, what you mean is: …

-Throw in the clues and it’s up to Orlando to bite.

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Mateo turned to leave and the office fell silent again.

Grinning from ear to ear, Dylan sat for a while longer before getting up and walking to the adjacent lounge.

A door away, Vanessa was sitting inside.

-Did you sleep well?

Dylan was suddenly excited when he arrived at the office in the morning and took Vanessa to the SJ Group. Vanessa continued to rest in the living room adjoining the president’s office, citing fatigue as the reason.

Knowing that she did not want to confront him, Dylan did not force the issue.

Only every now and then would he go to harass her.

As now.

Dylan walked over and wrapped Vanessa in the sheets and sat her on his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist affectionately.

Vanessa frowned:

-Sir, it’s your office hours.

-I know.

Dylan’s mouth dropped open, but he was indifferent. He rubbed Vanessa’s nose affectionately and kissed her from time to time.

-When are you going to let me go?

Vanessa stepped back a little, looked at Dylan and asked in a cold voice.

-Do you just want to leave?

-Yes.

“What would be the point of keeping me? Sooner or later we’ll get tired of each other, won’t we?”

Exhaustion made Vanessa stingy with any expression. Her whole body was full of resistance, resistance to Dylan.

-Don’t make me angry all the time.

Dylan laughed softly, his voice was warm, but his eyes were cold.

“He’s angry.”

-Am I to be disgusted by you, Dylan, and what purpose will you serve in keeping me with you? I’m very tired and I don’t want to go on like this, will you leave me alone?

-Leave you alone? and who leaves me alone?

Dylan said coldly that he too wanted Vanessa to leave and that he didn’t want to upset himself.

But it could not be done.

He was agitated, depressed and could only calm down if he had Vanessa with him.

Their resistance infuriated him.

Dylan didn’t know what to say to make her stay and had to fuck her until she was too exhausted to offer to leave again. Gagging her so she couldn’t say anything to leave.

So he lowered his head and kissed Vanessa with irresistible strength and ferocity.

He grabbed her chin, not letting her resist.

Dylan’s hands dug into her dress, brushing her skin, feeling the delicacy beneath his palms.

-Don’t even think of leaving, you can only stay by my side.

Dylan’s mouth was pressed against Vanessa’s ear, his voice hoarse and low, with a grim command.

He stripped her naked, leaving an imprint on her body with reckless abandon. Smothering her waist, he used her body to relieve himself if he could not penetrate her.

-Honey, I don’t want you to hurt yourself, so be good.