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Pedro noticed me immediately that evening. He knocked on my bedroom window, calling my name over and over again, as if he would break the glass if I didn't answer his call immediately.I got out of bed, walked lazily to the window and pulled back the curtains. "Are you crazy?!" I said.Although it was fleeting, I could catch the look of relief on her face. "Let me in, hurry!" Without waiting for my approval, Pedro was already getting ready to pull up his pants a little.I opened the window and Pedro immediately climbed through it until he managed to set his bare feet in my room. "Don't you remember that there's something called a door in this house?""I know!" he said."I hope you haven't forgotten what it's for." I walked back to the bed, looking at him lazily."It's not that," she shrugged. "It means I know what's going on with you."My body stiffened instantly. Kim and Pedro, the two people closest to me, instantly realized that something was happening to me. Something bad. "What d
"Do you want to come to my house?" Marco smiled, then nodded. He picked up my tote bag on the ground that I had forgotten even existed. He then took me by the hand, walking towards the end of the alley that I had almost reached. I frowned in confusion. "Do you know the way to my house?" "I know where your house is." "How could you...?" I then realized something. "You were spying on me?" "For two days." He raised his eyebrows twice. "You seem to be really out of your mind." "I told you it was because of you." I deliberately just followed his steps. And he really did take the path to where my house should be. He still held my hand until he reached the door. "Only up to this point. I didn't find out the password number." Then I punched in the password sequence, deliberately not covering it from his sight. When it opened, I turned to him and he grinned. I let him in first and told him to sit on the couch. "I'll keep this inside." I reached for my tote bag that he was still holdi
Marco disappeared again.In the morning; after we'd had such a long hot night, after he'd made me cum three times; I couldn't find Marco anywhere. I'd slept so well last night that I didn't know when he'd left my bed. It was the first time I had slept so well since returning from Missouri. Marco had improved the quality of my sleep, but he also surprised me again in the morning. By disappearing.I searched every corner of the house, but couldn't find him, not even a single trace of him. If there weren't red spots and soreness all over my body, I would have assumed that our night of lovemaking was just a beautiful dream.My doorbell rang, and I rushed to open the door. My smile faded when the person standing in front of me was not Marco, instead it was Pedro. I had forgotten that Pedro had always come in the morning for the past four days. And during that time he was always nagging me about my eating habits."You must have expected someone else to come." Pedro noticed my expression. I
"So, where are you going to start?" I finally asked. Just staying silent while next to him would only make me more nervous. Marco is the kind of person that just looking at him will make you feel small, feel inferior, feel ready to be his servant whenever he asks."What is it?" Even though I didn't see him, I was pretty sure that Marco said it without looking at me either."I don't think we're just here for a picnic.""Neither did I. I was thinking of many ways to make you scream."I turned to him instantly. My cheeks were flushed, but I tried to cover it up. "I'm talking seriously."Marco sighed as he raised his sunglasses to his head, then looked at me. "It's complex. You'll get mixed up."I got up from my lying position and sat cross-legged on a beach bench. My hand-woven hat, which I got as a souvenir from Bali, was very useful in blocking out the sun. "The only thing that confuses me is your mysterious demeanor, Marco. I don't even know your last name.He froze."Let's start from
"Were you here this morning?" I asked as Marco turned the car into a hotel not too far from my house.Marco gave a subtle nod. "Showered and took the car.""Don't do that again.""Shower?" He laughed as I punched his arm in annoyance. His hand caught my fist, loosening the tension in my body. "You were sleeping peacefully. I thought I'd be back before you woke up."I gave up again when he kissed my hand gently. His body leaned in slightly to unbuckle my seatbelt. With his guidance, I got out of the car, following wherever Marco's hand took me.The two of us enter the elevator, and there's no one else around. I rest my head on his upper arm. He was so tall that my head couldn't reach his shoulder. "I thought you disappeared again.""The last thing I wanted to show you would be my back, Leandra."I popped my head up, saw his face and smiled mischievously. "Then what's the first one?""Once we get there, you'll have an answer."I smiled in a silly way. I almost stole a kiss if I didn't h
"Crawl like a bitch baby."My desire for pleasure had overpowered my shame. I obeyed his command, crawling on the bed, feeling the cold air tickle my pussy.My saliva was rock-hard when my eye-tail caught the movement of him removing his pants and putting on the protection. The bed beneath me swayed with the mass of his body. I waited for him as I looked down and closed my eyes, ready for anything.My back tingled at the feel of Marco's breath. His lips pecked in several places, while his hand teased my pussy that was ready to devour anything Marco had to offer."You've lost your first choice, Leandra. Now, what do you want inside your soaking hot pussy?""Your cock," I replied quickly, running out of patience. "I want your cock inside me.""Hssssh... too demanding. Beg in a humble manner.""Please ...." I was on the verge of tears. My pussy felt thrashed. "I'm begging you to fuck me like hell."I could feel his smile on my hip. "You want that badly, Darling?""Yes!""You want me to f
"Hey ...."I faintly felt a rub on my head. I groaned slightly, opened my eyes and found Marco's face in front of me. He smiled sweetly, very sweetly, but it wasn't enough to erase my extreme sleepiness. My eyes closed again after moaning softly.The sound of his laughter was so subtle. "Wake up, Sleeping Beauty," he said, tapping my nose twice."I guess tapping the nose isn't the way to wake Sleeping Beauty," I muttered still with my eyes closed."We'll be late if I kiss you. We have to get to Missouri, remember?"His words were like the biggest alarm of my life. My eyes opened in an instant, wide open. "Oh my gosh, I forgot." I hurriedly sat up, stretching my muscles. Then twisted my waist to the right and left. "Aw, my entire body hurts like hell.""I remember last night you said you would gladly accept all the after-effects." Marco rested on his elbows, giving me an amused look. He then got up from the bed, but I couldn't take my eyes off his exposed abs. "Take a shower first. You
"Come here ...."Those were Marco's first words to me after the fight. On the way to the airport, we didn't speak. I could tell Marco was upset, and I really didn't want to make his feelings worse.62We were already seated on the plane. Marco had miraculously arranged for two business class tickets to Missouri. I don't know when he ordered them.I shifted and moved closer to him, resting my head on his shoulder even though it was a little difficult. I closed my eyes, feeling so relieved that Marco's aura wasn't as regretful as before. He rubbed my head lightly. I think we were both too stubborn to apologize to each other.He didn't say anything else, didn't even ask about that damn nightmare Pedro was talking about earlier. I'm sure Marco doesn't know anything about that dream. He said that just to bully Pedro, so that he wouldn't look pathetic in front of Pedro. And sooner or later, Marco will ask about it, but not here. People can listen. That's not good for me and probably not good
"Here we are ...." Marco said as he steered the car towards the park. I looked at him from where I was sitting. He looked back at me, a small smile on his lips."What place is this?" I asked, feeling quite curious.Marco's smile seemed to grow more enthusiastic. "It's my favorite place in the whole world. Want to come in?" he asked as he opened my door.I nodded, infected by his enthusiasm."Come on, then." He extended his hand to me, which I gladly took.I stared at him for quite a while, unconsciously showing him a hesitant face."Wonder what's wrong?" he asked.I shrugged my shoulders. "Nothing... it's just that I think the words "your favorite place" and "park" are not something that can be combined."My heart throbbed as he laughed very softly. "Trust me ...."As we walked towards the park, I started to feel my body warm up with excitement. It felt like I was stepping into a different world."Do you like it?" Marco asked, rubbing my hand with his thumb."Yeah... I've never been t
The sound of the curtains opening followed by the blinding light made my eyes flicker."Rise and shine ...."I groaned, ignoring the voice by turning my back to the light source.The bed I was sleeping on swayed gently, indicating that someone was on it. The blanket I had pulled over my body was now slowly unfurling. Someone pulled it until I felt a touch on my bare arm. "You want to waste the day off I promised you by sleeping?""Do you have a bucket list of things to do today?" I asked, not quite clear due to yawning.He laughed lightly. "Yeah... I do," he said, and I was a hundred percent sure he was talking nonsense.I turned around again, facing him who was also looking at me. "So, what's the first thing we're going to do today, Mr. 'I-Have-a-Plan'?""Take a bath together. Good idea?" He didn't let me answer and immediately lifted me off the bed. "Considering you always wake up when I'm all dressed up."I smacked his chest, he laughed loudly. He walked me to the bathroom, still
"Tell me what you imagined back then!"It was an order, and instantly my body stiffened. "I was upset that you didn't kiss me at the party. I touched my lips, wondering if you didn't want to kiss them.""Demonstrate. Continue."From my lips, my hands went down to my breasts, twisting the nipples. I sighed, looking at Marco from the mirror. "Did Marco not want to touch this?" My fingers went down to his waist, rubbing it. "I wanted your hands here." Then I bit my lip, slowly my hand went to the pubic
"Marco ... I want to ask you something," I said, my voice soft. The man placed the book he was reading onto the sofa side table.Marco looked at me, his eyes filled with concern. "What is it, darling?"I took a deep breath, trying to figure out how to phrase my question. "Do I look like your mother?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.Marco looked surprised and confused. "Why do you ask?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.I felt my cheeks flush and I looked down. "Your father told me this morning," I said, my voice barely above a whisper."I will answer on one condition that you tell me the truth about why you want me so much, as you said a while ago," he said, his voice full of teasing."Alright," I agreed."My mother was beautiful, but you're more beautiful than her."I felt a warm feeling spread through my chest at his words. But I still wasn't satisfied. "But you said I remind you of your mother," I said, my voi
The sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow on the garden. Mr. Montgomery was tending to his plants with care, his wrinkled hands expertly pruning the leaves. I approached him quietly, not wanting to startle him. He turned around and smiled when he saw me."Good morning," he said, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand. "Did you sleep well?"I nodded. "Yes, I did. Thank you for letting me stay here."Mr. Montgomery waved a hand dismissively. "It's no trouble at all. I'm glad you're here. And I have to thank you, too."I raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Thank me? For what?""For convincing my son to stay here for a while," he replied, his eyes twinkling. "He's been so busy with work lately that he hardly has time to stop by."I smiled at the thought of Marco coming here often. It was nice to imagine him taking a break from his busy life and spending time with his father. "I'm glad I could help," I said, feeling a sense of pride.Mr. Montgomery then turned to me and looked
Are you going to talk to me again if I tell you I haven't told her?***This morning I woke up to the sound of Pedro's message notification. Last night I asked him if he had told Kim that I was in Missouri. And the answer I got this morning was a relief.I sat on the edge of the bed, stretching. Marco's side of the bed was cold. That meant he'd been up since earlier, and there was no sign of him in the room. The clock still showed eight in the morning. Had Marco left already? Did he leave this early?I finally just decided to go to the bathroom, clean myself up quickly because today I was going to surprise Kim. I can already imagine how cute Kim's slanted eyes will be when she's bulging with surprise and excitement. She would tease me like crazy and bombard me with questions if I told her what brought me to Missouri again.While passing by the window, my eyes accidentally caught something. I immediately approached the glass and looked down. There I saw Marco on his morning run with so
"Tell me about your nightmare."My heart rumbled in my chest. Apparently this would be the time. I thought Marco had declined the offer of a drink with his father because he wanted to do something with me, a continuation of what he'd done earlier that afternoon in the limo and a few minutes ago at the dinner table. My lips curl downward, slightly disappointed.We sat facing each other on the long sofa by the window. Marco's right elbow dug into the back of the sofa, supporting his head. He tilted his head, searching through his eyes. My jaw hardened slightly, not liking the way his gaze seemed to be able to pry into anything. What Leandra was hiding? What Leandra's past was like? Or, what was wrong with Leandra?"It's a long story," I squeaked, pressing one finger into my palm until the nail felt almost through the skin."We have plenty of time." His expression was so flat, so clear, like the calm water of a lake. However, at the bottom of that lake I knew there was a monster ready to
My heart pounded incessantly as Marco led me out of the room. His thumb rubbed the back of my hand, probably trying to calm me down, but it wasn't enough. I had absolutely no idea what a host was like in a mansion of this size and luxury."I'm afraid of meeting your father," I whispered, squeezing Marco's hand as we turned into another room."Are you afraid of me?""No.""Then you'll be fine meeting my father."I frowned, wanting to ask him what he meant, but I quickly dropped it when we turned another corner and the scene in front of me was a dining table with a large number of chairs and four people sitting there.Starting at the head of the table was a middle-aged man who looked so authoritative, powerful, and seemed to have so many things in his hands. One hundred percent sure it was Marco's father, the owner of this place, the master of this mansion. He had black hair, combed neatly back like Marco used to do. I now know where Marco's dominant attitude came from. Apparently he ha
I began a room tour, looking for a spot where I should store our belongings. My eyes lit up at the discovery of the walk-in closet, and my lower jaw hit the floor again when I found that there were already tons of clothes inside, even women's bags and shoes.I flipped through all the hanging women's clothes, which were dominated by mini dresses, both casual and formal. Bags, shoes, and some jewelry were also neatly lined up here. All colorful, various trinkets, most of which I wouldn't be able to afford.This is crazy. Could we have entered the wrong room?I hurriedly got out of the walk-in closet, walking towards the door. Maybe Marco was still around. However, the first person I met was a man in a black suit (again). He had cropped hair and was well-built, but not much taller than Marco."Do you need anything, Miss?" he asked, noticing my surprise.I tried to act as normal as possible. "Is Marco still here?""He just left. Is there something wrong?"I muttered under my breath. Reali