Inside the bedroom, two burning bodies were intertwined inch by inch on the large soft bed, seductive moans and heavy breathing could be heard...
It seemed like a great storm of love, which lasted all night long.
Vanessa was almost awake, but she felt extremely tired and with blurred eyes she saw the face in front of her as if it were her husband.
-Orlando...
This murmur revealed her hidden desire. The woman kept repeating that name with her eyes closed and filled with tears.
-Orlando, Orlando...
The enchanting atmosphere disappeared, Dylan looked coldly at Vanessa with narrowed eyes, and wiped away his tears.
-Vanessa, open your eyes and see who I am," Dylan commanded, squeezing her chin.
The cold voice startled Vanessa and she opened her eyes unconsciously.
-Orlando.
Vanessa did not realise the hidden danger and kept repeating that name as she hugged the man.
-Damn it!
Dylan hit the bed and got up to go to the bathroom carrying Vanessa in his arms.
Vanessa was still unconscious. Dylan had wanted to throw her straight into the bathtub, but finally he lay down with her in the large three-place bathtub and turned on the temperature-controlled tap.
Dylan awkwardly washed Vanessa and himself, then carried her out to the bedroom.
-We'll talk when you're awake.
Dylan fell asleep hugging her.
You can get a lot of sleep when you are exhausted. Vanessa didn't wake up until the afternoon.
At first glance, he saw a spectacularly sexy figure, whose muscles seemed sculpted to perfection.
Last night's scenes flashed through his mind like a movie and he suddenly remembered seeing...
-Orlando!
But Vanessa's smile stopped instantly and she asked:
-Who are you?
"I don't even know this man! Did I sleep with him?"
Vanessa pushed the man away in panic and looked at him warily, covering herself with the quilt.
-You fell asleep with me and now you don't want to admit it? How cruel you are!
Dylan looked at her with a mysterious smile, as he sat down, showing off his good figure and his...
Vanessa turned around quickly with a blush on her face.
-If we've even made love, what are you ashamed of?
-Shut up!
Vanessa looked at him angrily, no longer daring to look down, and fixed her gaze on his face.
So, she discovered that the man looked a bit like Orlando and perhaps that is why she had confused him.
"It won't be..."
Vanessa's face turned pale with shock and she asked in a trembling voice:
-You're... the you-you-you..." Vanessa choked as she spoke. You're Uncle Dylan, aren't you?
The man smiled wider and wider and squeezed Vanessa's chin, forcing her closer.
-Yes, I'm "Dylan"," said Dylan, liking the nickname that came from Vanessa's mistake, which made a special reference to tiíto.
The closer Dylan came, the stiffer Vanessa stiffened.
-I didn't expect you to remain a virgin after being married for a year and a half to Orlando. Should I be happy about that, Vanessa?