Caught by Her Billionaire Ex-Lover

6 Birth Control Pills

Vince had planned to treat Lydia gently tonight; he's not a man driven by s.ex and has no perverted tastes. But when a sexy Lydia lies on his bed, he loses his mind.

He wanted to f.uck Lydia hard and possess her to his heart's content.

"Please, Vince, no......"

Vince took hold of Lydia's legs and forced them open. Lydia's secret garden was completely exposed to Vince. Her two pink p.ussy lips were moving with the contractions of her v.agina, more water flowing out with each contraction.

Vince's eyes grew even redder.

He had kissed those special lips last night. But Lydia was sleeping yesterday and her garden was quiet. Today her garden was excited, as if she was expecting something.

Vince became even more excited. His hands gripped Lydia's thighs, leaving red marks on them.

Shame and fear surrounded Lydia, and she struggled against Vince so hard.

"Vince, no, don't do this to me ......"

Vince's hand stroked her garden, feeling its tremble and wetness. At Lydia's pleading, he thrust one finger inside.

Vince felt his finger immediately wrap around the wall as if a small mouth was sucking it. He only got half a finger in, but couldn't get any deeper.

Lydia felt something foreign enter her body. She had never experienced it before. She twisted her body harder, contracting her walls, trying to push Vince's finger out of her body.

Vince hadn't touched the most crucial part yet, and he didn't want to wait any longer. He pulled out his finger, opened Lydia's legs wider, and then his hot d.ick was at the entrance to her garden.

Lydia stopped resisting, her tears streaming down her face.

She missed Vince, but she was afraid of him now. She didn't want him to see her as a gold digger and a tool to make babies.

Vince kissed Lydia's body, ready to enter her.

Suddenly, Vince kisses Lydia's tears.

She cried.

Vince's sanity came back. He stopped what he was about to do. In a hoarse voice, he asked, "Why are you crying?"

Lydia didn't answer, and her tears grew even more.

"You don't want to have s.ex with me?"

"You're in love with another man?"

Lydia shook her head.

Vince breathed a sigh of relief. If Lydia had fallen in love with someone else, he would have killed him.

Vince continued to press the issue. "You don't want to have s.ex with me. Why?"

Lydia had no answer to that question.

"Why?"

The answer means a lot to him.

Lydia cried and answered, "I'm scared. I don't feel well."

Lydia had been gone through so much today. She's been abandoned by her parents, spent too much time in the steamy bathroom, and been shocked by Vince's behavior in bed. She now felt a headache.

Vince puts his lips to Lydia's forehead. Oh, god, Lydia may have a fever.

Vince calmed his arousal, got out of bed, took out his medicine box and got her a glass of water.

"I won't do that tonight. You take the medicine and rest. I'm going to take a shower."

Lydia lay on the bed and wrapped herself in the covers, looked down at Vince's still hard d.ick, and nodded.

In the bathroom, Vince bathed in the cool water while chagrined.

He was chagrined that he had hurt Lydia and, at the same time, he was also upset about the soft heart he had towards Lydia.

If his heart was hard enough, he should have continued to make love and satisfy his own desires.

If he wanted to be a considerate husband, he shouldn't have gotten Lydia in this way and forced her to stay with him.

F.uck！

Vince's fist hits the bathroom wall.

When Vince returns to the bedroom, Lydia has finished her medication and is lying nicely on the bed.

Vince lies down on the bed and turns off the light. "Don't think too much, get some rest."

In the darkness, they lay on the bed like two chopsticks, no touching and no crossing.

Five minutes later, Vince rolled over and took Lydia in his arms.

Lydia tensed up.

"I won't go back on my word . Relax and go to sleep. If you feel uncomfortable, just wake me up." Vince's voice was gentle and calm.

"Okay." Lydia slowly relaxed her body in Vince's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

Vince's embrace was warm and firm, and Lydia's emotions were soothed.

But Vince couldn't sleep. He looked at Lydia's sleeping face in the moonlight, and the emotions inside him surged.

Not only did he want to make love to Lydia, but he wanted to watch her sleeping in his arms every night.

Vince made up his mind. He would never let go of Lydia.

Lydia was the only one who could give birth to his heir.

Vince secretly kissed Lydia's forehead and went to sleep.

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The next morning, Lydia is still asleep when Vince leaves the house, and Vince tells the servants not to disturb Lydia and to prepare some porridge for her to eat when she wakes up.

When Vince left, the servants on the first floor whispered.

"Wow, Miss Jones can't even get out of bed."

"Vince Evans is really good in bed."

"I heard that Ms. Jones had some aphrodisiac stuff on that part of her body yesterday."

"Really? Mr. Evans must have had a great time yesterday."

"I guess they were up all night last night."

The butler appeared. "Talking about the master's gossip, that's grounds for dismissal."

The servants immediately shut up and went back to their work.

Lydia didn't wake up until noon. She ate some porridge after being served by the servants and then felt better. Only her body still had some weakness.

After eating, Lydia lay in the sun on a lounger in the garden and thought about what to do next.

She was now sold to Vince, and he wanted her to have a child. His desire was so great that if she continued to live with him, it was only a matter of time before she became pregnant.

But she didn't know whether he would make her be a wife or a lover,

Lydia does not want to get pregnant under such circumstances. A child should come into the world with love and anticipation, and if her relationship with Vince is still a mess, this will only hurt the child.

What makes her feel even more uncomfortable is Vince's attitude towards her.

Vince seems to hate her, but cares for her at the same time.

If only Gwen had been there, she would have given Lydia some advice.

In addition, Lydia didn't want to be cooped up in a mansion as a kept woman. She wanted to get into the workplace to interact with different people and to grow by learning.

She wants to be a jewelry designer. What if Vince said to her dreams?

So many questions plagued Lydia, but God didn't think it was enough. In the afternoon, Vince's mother, Emma, came to visit Lydia.

Emma is a middle-aged woman with a well-maintained appearance and an elegant demeanor. As a representative of old money, she has a natural elegance in her manner, like a traditional British aristocrat. At the same time, her eyes also have a kind of arrogance which makes it difficult for people to approach her. She despises the new money, and always feels that they have a very low taste for life. She hates the daughters of the new money, and thinks those girls are a bunch of stupid b.itches who are eager to grab a rich man to gain status.

Emma hopes that Vince will find a real aristocratic girl to marry, like Iris.

Iris is Emma's best friend's daughter. They used to go to an aristocratic girls' school together. But Emma's friend died 10 years ago, and Emma has been taking care of Iris for a long time, so she treats her like a daughter.

Now Iris is grown up. She is beautiful, well-educated, versatile, and well-mannered. More importantly, she seems to have a crush on Vince.

Emma wants to keep Iris with her, so she wants Vince and Iris to get married.

But Vince pretends not to know his mother's wishes, and even has a girlfriend at Oxford University. After graduating from college, Vince remained single for three years, occasionally dating some movie stars, and Emma repeatedly hinted that she wanted Vince and Iris to get married, but Vince refused. Emma is furious and asks Vince to find a woman to have children before he can inherit the family business.

Emma thinks that Vince has no choice but to marry Iris. But Vince found a woman, and took her home , and even almost emptied the luxury store in Los Angeles for her.

What kind of woman could charm Vince like this?

Emma decided to take a look at this woman called Lydia.

When Lydia stood in front of Emma, Emma looked at her carefully.

Lydia had a nice body, the type a man would be attracted to in bed. She has a pretty face and a romantic air. But her father is just a businessman who almost went bankrupt.

Emma is unhappy with Lydia. She thinks Lydia is not as good as Iris.

"Your name is Lydia, isn't it? You're beautiful, and you're smart too. I don't know what you want in Vince, but I can double that, as long as you leave him."

Emma spoke her mind directly and didn't want to play word games with Lydia.

"I'm not trying to get anything from Vince. I'd appreciate it if you could help me regain my freedom."

Emma gave Lydia a contemptuous look. "Young girls always think about taking shortcuts with their bodies. But you forget one truth. All the gifts of youth are secretly marked with a price."

Lydia didn't want to argue with Emma. She knew Emma thought she was a gold digger.

Emma took a bottle of medicine and put it on the table. "Even though I want Vince to have a child, not all women are qualified to give Vince a baby. I know you slept with Vince last night, and I don't need a bastard in our family. I want you to take this pill after every time you have s.ex with him."

It's birth control pills.