Dylan paid no attention to Orlando, who had fallen to the floor from the hard pull, but rather lifted Vanessa out of bed and, concerned, patted her back affectionately.
-COF, COF. -Vanessa coughed loudly, tears welling up in her eyes.
He had been saved from dying, the fresh air entering his lungs causing him to smile unconsciously.
Dylan's sombre gaze fell on Vanessa's neck. The bruises produced by Orlando were so conspicuous that he felt very sorry for her.
At that moment, Orlando stood up in a rage, looked stunned at Vanessa's pained expression and clenched his fist tightly.
-What are you standing there for? Call the doctor! -said Dylan in an indifferent voice.
Orlando gave Vanessa a sidelong glance and left. Walking down the stairs, he met Dr. Camilo Seco, who was already arriving.
-Mr. Orlando," said the doctor.
-If you're that late again next time, you're out of my sight.
Orlando climbed the stairs and the doctor followed him in panic.
-Check his trachea first to see if there is any damage," Dylan ordered, giving way to the doctor.
He rushed over to examine Vanessa.
Dylan, after glancing at Orlando, decided to go back to his room. When he closed the door, Dylan was uneasy, staring gloomily at his hand with which he had caressed Vanessa.
-Mrs. Vanessa, there is no damage to your trachea, but I recommend that you eat a soft diet. I have left you some medication to treat the bruising on your neck, it will take two weeks for it to disappear. On the other hand, your ankle is sprained, but it is not very serious.... -said the doctor, giving her the necessary guidelines.
After half an hour, Orlando threatened the doctor, telling him to be careful what he says, so he let him leave after receiving the doctor's respectful assent.
When Orlando returned to the room, Vanessa was resting quietly by the window. She showed no emotion and even ignored him when she saw him enter.
The atmosphere in the room was depressing. Orlando looked at Vanessa, wanting to comfort her, but his pride wouldn't let him.
-You'd better not make me any more angry! -Orlando warned him fiercely and stormed off.
Vanessa sighed softly, very exhausted.
Suddenly, the mobile phone next to her vibrated, but she didn't feel like moving. However, the notifications kept bothering her, so she had no choice but to pick up her phone.
"How about the experience of feeling suffocated?"
"My dear, I am not yet fed up with your body, so protect yourself well. I won't let today happen again."
"Rest well."
"I will visit you soon."
There were four messages from Dylan, between the lines you could see how arrogant and self-centred he was.
Especially the last one, which said he was going to visit her. But they were in Villa Moya and there were people everywhere, how could he visit her? Therefore, Vanessa twisted her mouth without taking him seriously.
After a short rest, he got up to take a shower, then lay down on the bed and applied the medicated cream recommended by the doctor.
As Vanessa no longer had to worry about the banquet, she slept peacefully.
At midnight, Vanessa was asleep, but her face felt ticklish, as if someone was touching her.
She remembered that she had locked the door, so that no one could enter.
"I must be dreaming"
Vanessa frowned and turned over to continue sleeping.
However, something strange happened, as she felt a male hand caressing her waist.
At that moment, Vanessa woke up, as groggy as she was, she was still surprised to see Dylan's face so close to her.
-Why are you in my bed?
"Am I dreaming?
Vanessa wanted to open her eyes to confirm it, but Dylan just chuckled and kissed her, holding her chin.
That cold, domineering feeling, it was that man's without a doubt!
Vanessa pushed him away and scolded him angrily:
-Are you crazy?
"How dare you come into my room in the middle of the night!"
Dylan hugged her again, making Vanessa lie on top of him.
-Don't be afraid, no one will discover us.
-You're too bold! This is my matrimonial room with Orlando, aren't you afraid he'll come back? -Vanessa didn't know what to say anymore.
-Do you think I'd be that stupid? -Dylan smiled at him.
In the dim light, the man's beauty seemed unreal. Dylan gently stroked the marks on his neck with a cool gaze.
-Are you in pain?
-Not much.
Vanessa avoided looking at Dylan, she didn't understand why this man felt anguish over her injuries, if his relationship with her was nothing more than passionate.
-It's very annoying," said Dylan.
-You can ignore it.
-Ignore the damage done to my wife?
Dylan approached him, while Vanessa looked at him in surprise, then he began to gently lick the wounds as if to ease her pain.
Vanessa gripped the quilt tightly and was confused by what Dylan was doing.
"What do you want to do?"
-Oh," Vanessa sobbed from the pain in her neck, "Why are you biting me?
"He bit me so hard to leave marks!"
-If you cover it up tomorrow, no one will see it," Dylan said indifferently and continued to nibble at it.
-It hurts so much!
-Pain is the best lesson for you," Dylan chuckled.
Although she couldn't see his face, Vanessa could tell he was furious.
-Why are you angry?
"Why is he angry if what happened has nothing to do with him?"
-I've already told you that you belong to me, so your whole body belongs to me until I'm tired.
Dylan got on top of Vanessa, abruptly stripped her naked and possessed her fiercely.
-Ah!
-Remember, no one but me can leave marks on your body.
Dylan entered Vanessa's body bestially, reaching into her soul, causing her to hug him tightly, leaving scratches on his back from the pain and sexual pleasure he felt. In the end, Vanessa fell unconscious into a deep sleep.
Knock, knock, knock.
Violent knocking on the door woke Vanessa and she panicked as she heard Orlando's impatient voice.