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2024-10-29 19:42:56Mark’s mother energetically instructed the attendants where the things- would be placed. When they were; done, Mark’s mother decided to excuse them and, the attendants breathed out in relief because they could finally rest in their quarters.
Satisfied with the attendant’s job, Mark’s mother beelines to her son- who was busily rummaging and signing the papers that; were placed- on his study table.
“Are you satisfied with the attendant’s work?” Mark’s mother inquired as she leaned her head against the study table.
Mark just nodded at his mother’s inquiry without withdrawing his focus on the document he was reading. Mark’s mother pulled a face when she noticed his son’s action towards him. She then yanked the papers his son was holding and placed them on the pile of papers; located on the side.
“Why are you still looking at those documents when work- had already been done ages ago.” Mark’s mother then pulled her son and made him sit on his king-size bed.
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With large: strides, Mark was finally able to place his unconscious wife on the king-sized bed. Mark was about to reach the intercom- to call for their family doctor to do a check-up on Aimie- when he heard the snores of his cute wife. Mark grinned like a cat- when hearing- the loud snores of his wife. He then pressed the intercom to call one of the maids to dress his wife. When the maid arrived at the room, Mark then gave the maid set of clothes to put on his wife. So as not to make the atmosphere awkward, Mark decided to leave the room and informed the maid- to call him when she was done- with donning clothes on his cute wife. Mark was descending the staircase when he encountered his mother- who was about to climb the stairs. “Why did you suddenly come out of your room?” Mark’s mother inquired when she saw her son going down the staircase. “It’s awkward for me to stay inside the room when a maid is helping my wife change clothes,” Mark explained as he conti
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Angelo, who was sleeping soundly unexpectedly, felt the warm temperature on his side; he then squirmed to get near the warmth and coiled like a snake to feel the comfortable warmth even more. Mark detected that the person beside him had embraced him tightly, breathed out in defeat, and embraced his wife back. The two embrace- tightly seemingly, getting warmth from each other and, they slept peacefully for the rest of the first light. The glimmer of the sun begins to tickle the surroundings to announce the birth of forenoon; plants and flowers had come back into life as they began to absorb the dew that had blessed the day spring and, birds started- to sing as if welcoming the new day. As everyone started to revive from the idle dread of night, two people were nestled tightly to each other. The coziness suddenly- felt potent that Angelo started to feel as if he was; being choked because of the uncomfortable feeling he was feeling. Angelo tried to slither away from the
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“Not again,” Angelo said on his mind as he tried to dodge the kisses of the d*mn perverted Mark. “This perverted ugly human being is taking advantage of the situation. For all I know, he’s thankful that I don’t have enough strength to push him off.” Mark gave soft and gentle kisses to Aimie’s lips. He rained kisses on Aimie to the point that Angelo felt like drowning in the sea of kisses. When Mark notices that- Aimie is feeling overwhelmed- he breaks away from her for a second to let his wife take a breath. Angelo was gasping for breath when Mark finally had broken away from him but, before he could regain his composure, Mark continued the kiss that had halted. The gentle kisses were then replaced by lip-locking- with Mark’s lower lips on Aimie’s lower lips and the upper lip of Aimie on Mark’s upper lip; Mark then pulled his wife closer to him. He then places his hand on her face and, with a thumb, he sweeps across her cheekbones; the lip-locking continues and, Ange
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“You bastard, I’m truly going to exterminate you one day. Just wait and see.” Angelo was expecting- that Mark had heard his loud complaint, but he didn’t expect that he was yelling to not a single soul in the room since the d*mn perverted b*st*rd had already proceeded to the bathroom. He then went to the dressing table and pulled a hairdryer from the cabinet: Angelo then began drying his medium-length hair and, he began to swirl a section of his medium-length hair as he ponders whether or not to cut his hair short. As he was drying his hair- the perverted Mark emerged from the bathroom. Angelo then looked at the ugly being using the mirror’s reflection and; again, he had seen him only wearing a towel to cover his lower half. Angelo internally cursed as Mark looked like a person showing off his well-sculpted body in front of him. He should also have those well-defined abs- that the perverted b*st*rd have- if not for his soul transferring into a body of a woman.
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“Then, I’ll give you some time to wrap up what you; have been doing in this room just a minute ago.” She continued as she immediately left the room without forgetting to lock the room so as not- to disturb his son- and daughter-in-law’s time. Both Angelo and Mark- could not; react immediately when the gorgeous tigress suddenly barged into the room and saw their embarrassing position. They only came to their senses when Mark’s mother had long been gone out of the room. Angelo wheezed before getting off on top of Mark’s sturdy body. When Mark felt that the weight on top of him lessened, he breathed out in relief as his back was hurting him so much. Mark stayed on the marble-tiled ground, trying to feel any aches and pains in his body. When Mark- was sure that there were no broken bones or injuries in his body- he decided- to slowly stand up. Angelo, who was awkwardly looking back and forth, felt that; Mark was taking his time- in getting up, decided to extend h
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“Why not ask your wife if she wants to stay here or not.” Mark’s mother suggested with an evil smirk on her face and, Angelo could only shiver in fear as he can’t get used to the way she’s looking at him. Angelo gulps first and gazes at Mark as if he was asking help from him. Mark only stared at his wife for a few seconds and smirked before avoiding his gaze. Seeing that Mark was avoiding his stares, Angelo clenched his fist and gritted his teeth. He suddenly had the urge to throw the pitcher into Mark’s ugly face. “So, what do you think about staying in the main house?” Mark’s mother inquired again as she saw that her daughter-in-law was so engrossed looking at her son’s attractive face. “I think; I would just go along with Mark’s arrangement.” Angelo politely uttered although, he wants to see the main house: he doesn’t want to spearhead Mark about the decision- that should be made by him alone and, another thing is that he doesn’t want to use his; s
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For the reason that- he doesn’t- completely trust the wife that he had married with urgency. Mark refused to go back to the main house. He had made a; promise to; his grandpa when he was young that only those who are reliable and trustworthy to him can- step foot inside the main house. It was not only Mark- who had promised such a thing to his grandpa but, his other siblings also did. So as long as they didn’t find any trustworthy person who could stay by their side- they couldn’t step foot inside the main house. It was an absurd pledge but, the three of them had earnestly placed it in mind and planned to do it by heart. Their parents weren’t even aware of the; pledge they had with their grandpa and, their parents were even shocked when they heard that the three of them planned to leave the main house. Mark’s mother- had been in a frenzy when she heard that all three of them had decided to leave the main house and Mark can’t blame her since all her children- whom she loved w
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"Serves you right, you perverted *sh*l*." Angelo then rushes inside Mark’s room and, when he was finally inside the bed-chamber, he started to throw the pillows, blankets, and whatever he could find inside the bedroom. Angelo didn’t stop throwing things here and there until the room had become a complete mess. When he saw- that the room was now in absolute chaos; Angelo stopped throwing things recklessly and, shouted- to the top of his lungs: due to being furious as; to what had Mark done unto him earlier. “That d*mn perverted b*st*rd is doing whatever he wants, how dare he molest me every time we’re left alone, together,” Angelo said while heavily panting because he had messed the room totally with great force and power. Angelo tried to pull himself together, and when he came back to his senses- he was shocked at the sight that he had made. “This is all that perverted bastard’s fault
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