The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 73

As soon as two minutes expired, Billy whipped the belt on Mark’s back, one lash after another.

Red marks gradually appeared on Mark's back. Summer knew that Billy was doing it for real.

She bit her lip in hesitation.

"The sooner you do it, the earlier we can wrap this up. Otherwise, we can go on the entire night." While

speaking, Billy increased the force of the whipping. N o way he could abuse Mark like this normally. He

did not want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The lashing carried on. Summer's heart thumped and ached when she saw the bruises on Mark's back.

'Here goes nothing!’ She gritted her teeth. Playing games such as this was common during wedding

day. Instead of shilly-shallying, she thought she might as well end this quickly.

Billy stopped and grinned.

Summer came up, picked up the candy on his forehead with her mouth and then ate it. When they had

eye to eye, her heart pounded. She quickly looked away.

She was aware that her cheeks must be red, like dripping blood.

Mark bit his lips. Billy saw that and smiled, taking pleasure in it.

Meanwhile, Charlie was sipping on the red wine. His mouth turned up in a faint smile as Mark's

expression changed-he really had excellent self-control ability.

At last, Mark's face turned sullen. He bounced up from the bed and kicked Billy in the butt, then

grabbed his arm with both hands and shoved him out of the room.

He then came back and stood in front of Charlie. "Do you want to go out on your own, or let me do the

honors?"

Charlie smiled; he was smarter. "No thanks. I am a hands-on person."

As he spoke, he headed out the door. "Have a sizzling night," he said as he thoughtfully closed the

door behind him.

Outside the door, Billy was leaning against the wall with a perverted smile of enjoyment on his face.

Never mind that he was kicked on his butt. That did not stop his good mood.

"Stop smiling like that. It is disgusting," Charlie said.

"Why is that? Don't you think I look good with this smile?”

Charlie had no words.

"Mrs. Mann..." Mark murmured. His hoarse voice made Summer tense up. 1

"W-What?” she stammered.

So, this is the difference between men and women.

After the passion cooled down, Summer still did not dare to look at Mark, but kept her head low. Her

heart was still racing. "I’m going to take a shower."

She then walked toward the bathroom, all the while not looking at him.

Mark looked on with his eyes still filled with passion.

"Didn’t you just take a shower earlier?” His voice deep and the corners of his mouth turned up in a

dampened smile.

"Umm... it was not clean enough the first time. I will take another shower.”

He suddenly went up and drew her close to him.

When she woke up, she found herself in the Valentine mansion instead of the hotel suite.

She tried to recall what happened but drew a blank. She had no clue when she returned to the

Valentine mansion.

She looked at the time; it was 8:00 am. Sitting up from the bed, she felt her body sore, as if wheels had Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

run her over.

Her cheeks slightly blushed with a burning sensation when she recalled what happened last night.