When Emerie offered herself to Elvin, she was only eighteen years old. When she left Elvin at the age of twenty, she became the scandal of the imperial capital. The daughter of a foster servant actually climbed into the bed of the young master, and presumed to marry into the Nelson family to enjoy the blessings. But no one knew that when Emerie left, Elvin lost sleep all night. Emerie thought that the obstacle between her and Elvin was a deep hatred that was hard to let go of, but in the end she realized that it was just her mother's unwillingness. But at that time she was already bruised. Later, Elvin came to pick her up, "I really can't leave you." She held her child, smiling sadly, "Mr. Nelson, are you begging me?"
At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Emerie Potter woke up for her phone.
She answered the phone bleary-eyed. Before she could say anything, a voice sounded on the other side of the phone, "Come here."
Emerie was instantly awake.
She sat on the bed for a while and put on the sexy sling sleepwear she had prepared in advance. Then she ran her fingers through her hair and walked out of the room quietly.
The villa of the Nelson Family was located halfway around the mountain, occupying most of the mountain. It was at night now. With the shadow of trees, the villa looked like a gaping abyss.
But Emerie had been long used to looking for Elvin Nelson at midnight.
Emerie was about to knock on the door when she arrived on the second floor. But the door opened before she could do something. Then someone pulled her into the room immediately.
Emerie let out a cry. But the next moment, she had leaned against the French window with the man's hands on her waist. And she was totally hung on that man's body.
Elvin Nelson looked at Emerie Potter with his hands on her neckline, pulling lightly.
The coat fell to the ground.
The moonlight poured in and shone on Emerie's face, showing shyness in her innocent eyesight.
Elvin touched Emerie's skin and moved his hands up from her waist. Then he grabbed Emerie's breast suddenly and rubbed gently.
Emerie lost her breath all of a sudden.
With his kisses falling like dense raindrops, her clothes were stripped clean by him. Elvin moved his hands down, putting his hands on the private part of her body. Elvin put his fingertips in, raising a desire for sex.
The familiar feeling roused, and Emerie felt ashamed. She closed her eyes, but her legs couldn't help but tighten, trying to ask for more.
"Open your eyes and look at me." Elvin held Emerie's chin and accelerated his speed with another hand.
"No..." Emerie blushed immediately.
She tried to push the man away, sobbing, "I feel bad..."
Elvin bit her ear, licking it gently. His hot breath sprayed into her ear, and Emerie even could smell the alcohol. However, Elvin never slowed down his action.
With this, Emerie could not help but cry,"Elvin, I am uncomfortable... I feel uncomfortable..."
"Be good." Elvin lowered his head and kissed tears on her face. He chuckled and said, "You will feel good a few moments later." Elvin straightened up as soon he finished his words.
Emerie almost lost her sense by his ferocious movements. She felt sour and in pain. But soon, she felt comfortable and happy with Elvin's actions. And she tightened her legs subconsciously.
Elvin gave a grunt, stopped his action, and patted Emerie's ass. "Be relaxed."
However, Emerie couldn't relax at all. She opened her misty eyes to look at Elvin and moved her legs as if urging.
"Leprechaun!" Elvin straightened up again.
Emerie leaned against the glass, rubbing from time to time. Her white skin turned red. It was not until dawn that she finally got her breath. After resting in bed for a few minutes, Emerie was about to get up. But the next moment, she fell to the bed again.
Elvin was so strong. She got orgasms several times this night. That wonderful feeling made her feel that she was drained. She threw herself across the bed with her back against Elvin, showing her perfect body. However, Elvin just glanced at her, then he turned over and went on sleeping.
Three minutes later, Emereie got her sense and left Elvin's room. The servants were cleaning the house, leaving cleaning sounds and footsteps in the corridor. They needed to finish the cleaning before the owner woke up.
Then Emerie saw her mother far away. Her mother was a servant of the Nelson Family. She squatted on the ground and waxed the floor carefully. In recent years, her mother looked older than before. Her mother only hoped that she could graduate from Dance Academy. In this way, her mother's wish would come true.
Emerie looked at her mother for a few seconds, and then she walked to the servant's room. She was so crazy with Elvin last night. Now, she fell asleep immediately as soon as she lay on the bed. A few moments later, a bustling voice woke her up. Her mother pushed the door and came in, rubbing her hands.
"The daughter of the Norris Family will come soon. We are short of servants, and you can help us in the living room."
Emerie nodded and changed into servant clothing. Then she found her mother was looking at her. She ran her fingers through her hair subconsciously.
Elvin left something here last night.
Her mother lifted her hair and looked at her with complex eyesight. "Don't make trouble with yourself." She reminded, "Don't forget why we come here."
Emerie nodded. She covered the red marks with her long hair and then went to the living room with her mother. Mrs. Nelson stood at the door, waiting for Sally Norris. She was really in a good mood, and she even smiled at her gently when she saw Emerie.
"Emerie is beautiful now. Learning dance really brought many changes to her. She really had a perfect temper and body shape." "Kay, you are so lucky."
Kay lowered her head and said after hearing this, "Mrs. Nelson, you are flattering me. Mr. Nelson is so powerful and strong."
Mr. Nelson smiled, "Emerie is really a beauty. But she is so young. Otherwise, I even want her to be my daughter-in-law."
Kay lowered her head with irony in her eyes.
Emerie looked away, losing in her thought.
Mrs. Nelson was really in a good mood today.
When the Lincoln sedan drove into the yard of the Nelson family, Mrs. Nelson's smile was obviously more sincere than just now. She even pushed Emerie.
"What are you doing here? Open the door for Sally quickly!"
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