If she were someone who gave up easily, Teagan wouldn't have made it this far.
After learning about the current marriage laws that protect the financially dominant party, Teagan let out a slight sigh of relief and worked with her lawyer to draft a new agreement. She bypassed Averi and went directly to Dallas.
Dallas listened to her explanation, his face unchanged as he flipped to the last page of the document and signed it without hesitation.
Teagan had braced herself for some pressure and persuasion, but she didn't expect Dallas to be so straightforward. In just three seconds, he took away her worry. Her emotions were mixed, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say. She nodded silently, gathered her papers, and stood up to leave.
"Teagan," Dallas called after her.
Teagan raised an eyebrow, understanding what was happening, and sat back down, waiting for him to speak.
She had known it wouldn't be that easy.
Dallas said, "Please don't tell Averi about what happened today."
After a pause, Teagan asked, "Is this your condition?"
"Yes."
"How do you know it wasn't Averi who asked me to come to you?"
"She would tell me directly."
Even if it were Averi, he would still sign the papers just as he did today.
Teagan didn't say anything else. She simply left with a quiet, "I promise."
With Teagan out of the way, the preparations proceeded smoothly.
Averi wasn't without suspicion, but both Teagan and Dallas denied any contact with each other. Especially Teagan, whose tone was so cold that even her negative feelings toward Dallas seemed to vanish, leaving only indifference.
With the wedding fast approaching and no time for custom-made dresses, Averi chose a simple satin gown with a fitted bust and a tapered hem. The design was understated yet elegant, matching her own refined style perfectly. Her bare, straight shoulders and exposed collarbones were enough to steal anyone's breath away.
Her hair was styled simply in an elegant updo, and she chose pearl jewelry. The soft glow of the pearls complemented the satin fabric of the dress beautifully.
"So, what do you think?" Averi asked Jordan.
During the entire fitting, she only brought the seamstress and Jordan—Dallas still had no idea what the dress looked like.
"It's absolutely beautiful," Jordan said, struggling to find the words. She couldn't think of anything else to say—the kind of beauty that was effortless, the kind that didn't need to compete with anything else, could only be described as beautiful.
Jordan still remembered how shocked she was when she first heard her boss say she was marrying Dallas.
In hindsight, there had been signs all along: they appeared together at the scene of the disturbance, survived the aftermath together, and had their private moments… At the time, she hadn't even considered that possibility. It was clear how stereotypes could mislead people.
A wave of emotion unexpectedly washed over her. Jordan pressed her lips together, staring at the white figure in the mirror, and sincerely said, "Congratulations, Averi."
Averi smiled at her through the mirror, "Thank you."
After finalizing all the procedures, Jordan asked Avery what he thought about the bachelor party. Averi expressed no interest, as she has no close friends and has witnessed all kinds of excitement before. She is too lazy to bother anymore.
As for Dallas, it has not been stated yet.
Averi wasn't sure if he was going to do it or not, or if he knew the process, so he reminded him at dinner that he could have some fun with his good friends on the eve of the wedding and gather together to commemorate his last single days.
Dallas said, "I'm already married
"Just going through the motions," Averi smiled. "If you're not sure what to do, I can have Jordan help set things up—anything from bunny girls to pole dancers, whatever you like."
Dallas put down his chopsticks and looked serious, "Do you want me to see these?"
"This is your last chance."
"So?"
Milo put down his chopsticks and looked at her. Averi also put down her chopsticks and asked, "Are you really not planning to see it?"
Dallas' first reaction was anger, angry that she pushed him out. If it were him in the past, he would probably have thought more, but now he understands her intention - she's afraid he won't be willing.
What's the point of seeing it? "Dallas was certain," I know what I want."
However, her expression told him that she was not completely convinced.
"Avery, have you ever done multiple-choice questions?"
Of course I have done it, what is the problem? Avery is puzzled. Averi looked confused.
Under the warm yellow light, Dallas looked at her seriously and said, "Assuming the correct answer to a question is A, Averi, when you are sure enough about the answer and see A, you can already make a choice without needing to look at what BCD is."
Averi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, her eyes brighter, like a gentle crescent moon.
She walked over and touched Dallas' cheek. Dallas wrapped around her waist and gave her a squeeze, with a hint of displeasure on her eyebrows. She said with a slightly firm tone, "Don't say such things again in the future."
"There won't be another chance, though..." A soft smile spread from the corners of her eyes, turning Averi's whole presence into something sweet and golden.
She lowered her voice and said with deep meaning in her eyes, "Dallas, which eye did you see that I am A?"
Dallas' eyes gradually changed, and with her tacit approval, she unbuttoned the button of the clam shell, revealing her breasts that were full of cups.
Clearly, she's not an A cup.
The light added warmth to the skin, making it look particularly delicate and delicious. Dallas's Adam's apple slipped without a trace, and he lowered his head, holding onto one of his nipples to lick.
"Mmm, "Averi moaned comfortably, stroking his hair and praising," it's so good, baby really knows how to lick."
Dallas' ears were buzzing and tingling, and after a hard sucking, his tongue became even more vigorous as it swept.
Averi's emotions were suddenly stirred up, and he felt hot all over. He grabbed his clothes with both hands. Dallas actively cooperated, lifting his arm for her to peel off, and also stripped off her shirt.
In the restaurant, the two were naked and kissing passionately.
Averi put her tongue into his mouth and stirred it, panting and panting softly. Her body kept wriggling, and her thighs rubbed against Dallas' crotch. Soon, the area caught fire.
Dallas could no longer resist this teasing and reached into the bottom of her skirt, vigorously rubbing it.
She was overly enthusiastic, nibbling on his lips and tongue, wishing she could swallow him raw.
"Averi? "Dallas whispered to her, feeling the wetness on her underwear with her fingers. She pried open the fabric and crawled in, sliding the thin cocoon up and down the flesh seam. Slide up and press down on the clitoris to crush it.
Averi let out a whimper, then licked his ear and coquettishly teased, "Don't you like me like this?"
Dallas lifted her head and saw the mist in her eyes, her slightly parted red lips like a huge vortex, sucking him into desire.
Swallowing saliva, he said hoarsely, "I like it."
After speaking, hold her back and kiss her.
Avery immediately flicked her tongue, teasing and entwining with him, unwilling to let go.
His grip was a bit out of control, and Avery had to open his mouth wide to accommodate his tongue. Serious people can be really deadly when they start a relationship, sucking and absorbing so much that even she blushes when she hears it.
Lost in the moment, her underwear slipped off unnoticed, and his fingers boldly traced their way inside, exploring without hesitation.
Look, she doesn't need to teach anymore.
"Mmm..."
With two fingers together, Dallas thrust in and out a few times, listening to her sweet moans. The more he thrust in, the more thirsty he became. Finally, he couldn't help but let go of the swelling between his legs and aimed his glans at the dripping flesh crevice, forcefully thrusting in.
"Aah!" Averi gasped, her brows furrowing as her eyes squeezed shut. Waves of pure pleasure crashed over her, leaving her trembling. Beneath her, it was as if she were drenched, a slick warmth coating every inch of her.
Dallas struggled to keep control, his breath shallow and uneven. The moment he entered her, the tightness of her grasp nearly undid him, making him feel as though he might lose himself completely.
A soft moan escaped her lips as she rocked against him, her hands braced on his shoulders for support. Her body moved with a restless rhythm, each sway sending waves of pleasure through her, her breath quickening with each motion.
The sight of her soft curves made his head spin. One hand gripped her hips, the other finding its way to her chest, gently caressing and pinching, teasing her sensitive skin. His movements grew more urgent, his hips thrusting forward with force, as if trying to push her further into him, each movement calculated, yet full of raw desire.
Averi turned her head, searching for his lips, and Dallas immediately kissed her, but did not slow down the speed of the collision.
The huge glans penetrated deep into the deepest part of the tunnel, rubbing against that sensitive spot and repeatedly crushing it.
"Ah ah... "Averi struggled and moaned as she reached out to push Dallas away.
Dallas held her waist tightly, his glans squeezed open and twisted to seduce her flesh, then delved deeper and tightly blocked the cervix, releasing it into the large stream of lustful fluids.
Averi couldn't say whether it was more exhilarating or more soreness, his toes curled up and his hands were scratching wildly, leaving two scratch marks on Dallas' back.
