Deep love: insatiable lover

He thought, but didn’t give it much thought.

Soon Dylan was done with socialising, leaving the rest of the people he had to deal with and returning himself to Vanessa and Cecilia.

His attention had been slightly divided to this side, so he noticed the sudden appearance of the strange man.

-Is there something wrong with the man from before?

-Nothing. He probably saw me having a drink and left Candy alone, so he came to check on me.

Vanessa said carelessly.

Dylan frowned and said nothing.

-Dad, I want to go to the toilet.

Cecilia was so thirsty that she needed to go to the bathroom after having a drink and some plain water, and Vanessa took her daughter’s hand and led her to the bathroom, leaving Dylan alone.

A woman who had not been able to find an opportunity earlier took the opportunity to approach Dylan with two glasses of wine.

He smiled what he thought was his most charming smile.

She stood in front of Dylan as the others looked on with envy or amusement.

-Hello Mr. Dylan, may I have the pleasure of joining you for a glass of wine?

Dylan, who was seated but still imposing, did not even raise an eyebrow at the words, as if he had not heard them or seen their presence.

The smile on the woman’s face was a little embarrassed, her heart was downcast.

-Mr. Dylan, I didn’t know… you were there!

The woman thought to herself:

-Since Dylan doesn’t want to talk to her, she will create opportunities to engage with him.

So she pretended to walk forward, but accidentally fell, exclaiming as she fell to Dylan’s side. She was sure she would fall into Dylan’s arms.

What he did not expect was for Dylan to push aside the table in front of him and stand aside coldly and without any gentlemanly grace, letting the woman fall to the floor in disarray.

All those who could attend the party were ladies of the gentry, and this, of course, was no exception.

Outside, she was feted, but in front of Dylan, she was ignored and ridiculed, and she simply stiffened.

She was so dazed that she forgot to get up.

The people around her laughed and pointed at her with mocking eyes.

Dylan looked coldly at the pale woman on the floor and said in a cold voice.

-I guess the Athens family has been doing pretty well lately, so it’s time to settle down.

The woman’s face paled.

She didn’t expect Dylan to know who she was and, better still, who her family was.

And the implication of his words was clear – stop the Athens family business!

Although she was the youngest of the family, she could only trade her good looks for greater advantage. Now that she had made the Athens family business suffer, one could only imagine what her position would be next.

It was then that the woman got cold feet.

-Mr Dylan, please let me go, I won’t dare ever again.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Oblivious to the mess she was in, the woman scrambled to her hands and knees, trembling and begging for mercy, but Dylan wouldn’t even look at her, turning and walking away.

The woman sat on her knees in a state of apocalyptic despair.

Moses gave a nod to the man behind him, who immediately arranged for the woman, who was sitting on her knees in a state of disarray, to be escorted.

If Dylan was unhappy, there was no telling whether he would get involved with the Pomar family.

Vanessa did not expect to meet the man from before.

-What a coincidence.

He stood in front of Vanessa, a soft smile on his face. Looking at his face, Vanessa always felt a little stiff in her expression.

Without wanting to say more, Vanessa merely nodded and guided Cecilia past the other man.

The man stared at Vanessa’s back until she disappeared into the crowd.

As he rushed into the bathroom, the man’s gentle smile had vanished cleanly, replaced by a grimace and horror.

He looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes full of disgust. After almost a minute of staring, he suddenly rubbed his face with his hands, as roughly as if he wanted to remove the skin from his face.

Of course, that was impossible.

The man didn’t stop until his face turned red.

His eyes fixed on himself in the mirror and he gasped.

He reached to turn on the tap, bent down and splashed cold water on his face, irritating his skin harshly.

As Vanessa entered the foyer, she was acutely aware of the stares that were being cast around her.

It was different from before.

Although she and Cecilia had been in the limelight from the beginning, it hadn’t been as rare as it was now. She frowned, not liking the feeling.

-What’s going on? Why are all these people looking at each other strangely?

Moving closer to Dylan, Vanessa said with a puzzled look on her face.

-A bunch of brainy people, don’t worry,” Dylan said nonchalantly, leaning closer to Cecilia and rubbing the tip of his nose against her cheek affectionately.

-Are you full Candy?

-Yes.

-Shall we go home then?

-Yes.

Cecilia nodded vigorously.

-Back now?

Is it OK?

Vanessa asked with a wink.

-Mateo stays here to socialise, so I don’t have to worry about anything. The people who are supposed to say hello have said hello, so of course it’s fine for me to go.

There was no way anyone would dare stop him.

-Then let’s go.

Vanessa didn’t want to stay here anyway, the stares around her were uncomfortable.

Dylan explained to Mateo and left with Vanessa and Cecilia.

Only after they had left did the women who had been frightened by Dylan’s coldness dare to continue whispering, grateful that they had not been as presumptuous as the lady Athens family in making conversation.

Seeing that she was so intimidated, it was obvious that Dylan had said something.

Tsk, the Athens family is going to have problems.

It’s none of these people’s business, so naturally they were in the mood to gloat.

Dylan and Vanessa hadn’t eaten anything, and seeing that the fridge was well stocked, Vanessa just cooked noodles.

Noodles with spring onion oil, something I had recently learnt to try tonight.

-Do you need help?

Dylan asked as he walked into the kitchen, hugging Vanessa’s back and kissing her neck affectionately.

-I’d appreciate it if you didn’t make a mess.

-I’m a good boy.

Dylan said.

Vanessa couldn’t resist rolling her eyes and speaking.

-Then please, Mr Dylan, remember what you said and behave yourself. How about delaying dinner and punishing yourself by sleeping in the studio tonight?

-How cruel.

Dylan said sadly.

-Don’t change the subject, whether you promise or not.

-Tsk – So why don’t you fill me up now, I’ve been wanting to try my hand in the kitchen for a long time, my dear, you wouldn’t object, would you?

Dylan said ambiguously, reaching over Vanessa’s shoulder and opening his mouth to grab her earlobe.