Accidental Marriage In Sin City

　　Not only did the endless doorbell ring, but the loud banging on the door almost woke two naked people on the bed inside this grandeur VVIP suite room.　　“Sir! Sir!” screamed the loud voice from the other side of the heavy door.　　Yet no response was heard from two people who were heavily drunk and still enjoying the comfort of this king-size bed. Both of them were slightly snoring.　　“Sir Schneider! Mister Schneider! Please open this door, the chairman is on his way to your office,” pleaded the man while the banging became more aggressive.　　At this point, a glide from the woman’s hand was seen. She gracefully stretched her arms sideways but was blocked by a thick object beside her, “Hmm, what is it this time? A lamp shade? A painting?” she thoughtlessly asked herself knowing herself.　　Eyes still closed, she thought it was some kind of a pillow or a hard object lying down beside her, a drinking habit of cuddling almost anything at reach when influenced by alcohol.　　So she examined

　　Now that he clearly remembered that his first moment with his instant wife was nothing but embarrassment, he didn’t even know how to talk her out of this situation.　　This woman whom he just met saw his weakness which no one has ever witnessed in his entire existence.　　He wished she would never bring that up and yet here she was retelling the whole story as if it was her story to tell. Now that he was almost dying of embarrassment, he immediately cut her by pounding the armrests,　　“I believe…” his stern voice rose, then he stood up and sent a clear signal to her, “...we don’t need to get into details, do we?”　　She was caught off guard and almost choked. After talking for almost half an hour about what happened, she felt dryness in her throat and realized she probably hit the mark.　　“My bad,” she tensely responded. “Y-you’re right we shouldn’t talk about what happened yesterday night…given how drunk we are,” she exclaimed in agreement.　　Feeling satisfied, he cleared his throat, a

　　“Isabella Winter, will you marry me?” At the same time he asked about the highlight of tonight’s event, the LED Display of “My darling, Isabella, will you marry me?” on Tower B was seen.　　People screamed altogether feeling the love in the air. Isabella was startled and turned her head to where they were looking. Her face suddenly became pale as she saw what her boyfriend had prepared.　　But her reaction didn’t result in a positive surprise, but rather, a negative one.　　“Ty, stand up right now, please,” she said as she held both his arms pushing him to stand up.　　Drunk at the moment, Tyler didn’t see the sign of devastation waving at him, so he signaled everyone to continue with the program. Hawkins pushed the tray with a customized sculpted cake, as if it was a miniature figure of Isabella Winter, holding a 10-carat Marquise pink diamond, one of the rarest of its kind.　　Everyone who saw the ring dropped their jaw and the buzzing of people’s amazement echoed inside.　　Everyone was

　　Drunk. Wasted. Horny.　　The booze amplified what the two lustful souls were currently feeling right now. From the moment they stepped inside the elevator, wet and tipsy from the jacuzzi, the brokenhearted could no longer help himself.　　The hot sensation aired as the elevator door closed, making their already wet silk robe rub against their skin tighter.　　As they locked eyes with one another, it sent a signal to their libido to skyrocket.?　　At this point, he slightly pinned her to the elevator wall and locked her body in his arms, blocking her movement with his massive torso. He sniffed her hair and neck and pecked it lightly, then using his irresistible deep voice,　　“Before I put a ring on that finger, I want to remind myself how your lips taste,” he exclaimed.　　His voice automatically sent chills to her spine. Baffled by what she heard, she tried to push him away with her might. It was not because she had no experience yet or whatever, but because she felt so intimidated by his

　　(THEIR FIRST NIGHT - VVIP SUITE)　　“Don’t worry, darling, that was only the appetizer, from here on, the real fun starts,” he confidently acclaimed and sprung into action.　　“Uhh,” she moaned as he kept squeezing her breasts like someone playing with a stress ball, while naughtily licking her nipples in a circular motion with his flexible tongue.　　He exchanged hands and did symmetrically on each breast to balance the pleasure.　　It was her first time being touched, and her breasts were eaten that way, but she didn’t regret it. She was enjoying it like hell.　　But the fun didn’t stop there. In fact, it was only the start. Tyler put down her whole body on the bed and retrieved himself.　　He stood up on the edge of the bed, and pulled her legs onto him, “Oohh,” she was surprised by his gesture.　　“As I said, the real fun starts right now,” he repeated his claim.　　She braced herself for a moment, thinking she could be prepared for what was next, but she was then again wrong, when she h