Letta didn't know what she was doing as she and Marco were now in their bedroom bathroom. Even Letta ignored the embarrassment she had previously thought of when Marco took her, drenched from the swimming pool, to their room. Although Letta knew that some guards and servants passed by, only lowering their faces and not openly staring, if Letta were still conscious, she would surely be very embarrassed.But at that moment, Letta really wasn't thinking about anything. She just kept receiving Marco's caresses, even when climbing the stairs, Letta could only feel his steps making her embrace even stronger. However, Marco seemed unwilling to release the connection of their lips, and he immediately took them into the bathroom.Marco then lowered Letta slowly when they were inside the bathroom, and without saying a word, Marco helped Letta strip off all the clothes she still had on, allowing Marco to see her clearly exposed round belly. Not only that, Letta's fuller figure, which Marco had p
Until finally, Letta could feel when slowly Marco began to push his core onto Letta's core, making Letta grip Marco's shoulders tightly."Are you okay?" Marco asked, making Letta just nod slowly while closing her eyes, enjoying the feeling of Marco's core gradually becoming a part of hers. Letta tried to normalize her breath first, making Marco wait. Whether his wife had calmed down or not, Marco stroked Letta's face gently, making Letta return the tender gaze of her husband's sharp eyes that always looked at her gently.Letta, now in Marco's lap, began to try to move her body slowly, as did Marco, who tried to help his wife. Marco could feel how his core, gripped tightly by Letta, made Marco also groan with restraint, while Letta began to have difficulty normalizing her breath."If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me. We can move somewhere else," Marco said, making Letta just nod her head."For now, I'm still comfortable," Letta replied, as water could be seen flowing out of the bat
Letta could only grip anything next to her as Marco once again bent his body, playing with her core down there. Not with his own core, but with his gentle tongue and fingers that continued to ravage Letta's core, making Letta truly dominate the room with her beautiful moans. It seemed that Marco was truly captivated by the sound of his wife's beautiful moans, calling out his name.Especially when Marco tasted her softly and firmly, making Letta's widely opened knees tremble strongly. Until finally, Marco released his teasing on Letta's core, then straightened his body, positioning himself again to push his core. When he saw that Letta's core was ready to receive him again, Letta arched her body again, as her core was filled by Marco's core. Marco slightly lay Letta's body back and began to move on top, moving slowly before gradually increasing the pace, making their bodies move vigorously. Letta seemed to feel something was about to come out."Relax, it's almost there," Marco whispere
Marco then turned his attention to Edward, who had entered the room and was now sitting casually in the middle of the room, as if he owned the place. Although this had been his father's room before, Marco slightly disliked his father's relaxed attitude."So, what's the purpose of Daddy coming to my office?" Marco asked, making Edward glance briefly at his son before picking up the bottle of drink in front of him, pouring it into a small cup, and taking a sip."Come on, my dear Daddy has just sat down, and you're already bombarding me with questions like that. Let me savor this drink a few more times," Edward said, making Marco snort in annoyance before refocusing on the flat screen in front of him. For a while, they remained silent until Marco's movement stopped again when Edward suddenly spoke up."For the next week, you have to be in Chicago," Edward said, making Marco look at his father."I have instructed my trusted people to monitor the project there. So, there's no need to send
Letta gazed at Marco, who remained silent as if lost in thought, prompting Letta to eventually reach out and stroke her husband's arm, causing Marco to slightly startle."Are you daydreaming?" Letta asked, enjoying the moment with her husband."No, did you ask something earlier?" Marco inquired, prompting Letta to nod."Yes, I was asking about the rooms in the back corridor," Letta said, causing Marco to finally nod in response."You don't need to go there. It's just some unused rooms and a warehouse. There are only old items there, nothing interesting," Marco explained, to which Letta nodded in agreement.A few days prior, Letta had halted her steps while heading towards the library. Passing by the servants' quarters, she noticed a hallway leading to the back building. However, when she attempted to step in, Desi suddenly mentioned that there were only a few servant rooms. That's why Letta had chosen to inquire directly with Marco."Why are you thinking about that hallway? Are you su
Marco then slowly helped Letta climb each step towards the plane that would take them to Chicago. As planned earlier, they would be staying in the country for several weeks. Marco smiled as he saw Letta, who had been smiling continuously. "You look very excited," Marco said, making Letta nod."Yes, because it feels like my first experience," Letta said, making Marco smile softly. Then, Marco helped Letta sit in a chair made as comfortable as possible for her. With the private jet, all the facilities inside were more than adequate. "If you want anything, just let me know. I'll be sitting over there," Marco said, gesturing towards a seat not far from him. Pedro and Marco's other assistants were already seated there. It seemed Marco needed to discuss his plans for Chicago with his team, prompting Letta to nod."Yes, don't mind me. I'll do what I want, so go quickly and meet your subordinates. Don't let them think that I'm holding you back," Letta said, making Marco smile."I won't. You a
Marco then tentatively reached out his hand, as Letta didn't say a word after waking up. "Did you have a nightmare?" Marco finally asked, making Letta sigh deeply before nodding. "Yes, a very bad dream," Letta said, prompting Marco to help Letta sit back, leaning against the bed's headrest."It's because you had too many sweets before bed," Marco said again, causing Letta to pout. "No, it's not that, I'm sure," Letta said, causing Marco to look at her seriously. "What kind of bad dream disturbed you?" Marco asked, making Letta shake her head. "I don't know, the dream wasn't very clear, and I don't know how I could see that bad dream," Letta said, furrowing her brow."Were you being chased by ghosts?" Marco asked, to which Letta shook her head. "It was more terrifying than that," Letta said, making Marco raise his eyebrows. "I heard you calling someone in your sleep, who was it?" Marco asked, trying to inquire about the name Sean that Letta had mentioned. "Did I mention someone's name?
The luxurious car driven by both Marco and Letta finally came to a stop at a mansion with a distinctly strong European style, leaving Letta unsure of what to comment."Whose house is this?" Letta asked, making Marco smile as he pulled her waist to walk towards her. As Marco began to step forward, taking Letta through the grand door in front of them, several servants bowed to welcome their arrival. Not to mention several guards carrying the bags they brought. They had now arrived in Chicago, and Marco immediately brought her to his luxurious mansion."This is the house where we will be staying for some time to come," Marco said, causing Letta to look at her husband who was smiling at her."This is your house?" Letta asked again, making Marco just look at her as if he didn't want to answer her question. This made Letta sigh in frustration. However, Marco paid no attention to her persistent curiosity. Letta sometimes wondered just how wealthy her husband was."Where are we going?" Letta
Letta immediately opened her eyes wide. She woke up with a fearful expression, then looked around, trying to focus her gaze. The smell of medicine immediately permeated her sense of smell, making Letta realize that she was currently inside a hospital. However, her last memory made Letta jerk and sit up straight.Letta looked at her wrist, which had an IV tube attached. Then she glanced at the clothes she was wearing, realizing she was dressed as a patient. The room was quiet, with no one accompanying her, and the one person that now flashed in her memory was the condition of her husband, which prompted Letta to forcibly remove the IV tube and get off the bed, walking unsteadily because her head still felt heavy.Letta tried to leave the room, and there were four guards standing in front of her door."Madam, are you awake?" one of them asked, making Letta nod her head."Where is Marco?" Letta asked, making them look at each other."The master is still unconscious," one of them replied.
Marco and Letta, now on either side of Marco, tried to support their husband."Marco, can you hear me?" Letta asked, making Marco smile at his wife."Yes, I can still hear your voice. Thank you for holding on," Marco said, still staggering and hugging Letta. Meanwhile, he only clung to Pedro because his steps seemed to be getting heavier, especially with his head beginning to feel dizzy, making Marco try his best to maintain his consciousness so that Letta wouldn't worry about him.Until finally, a shout from behind them made Marco turn around. When he saw Lemos cursing them, "You damn scum, die now in hell!" Lemos shouted, pulling out the gun in his hand. This made Letta widen her eyes. Letta immediately hugged Marco to block the shot Lemos was about to give. But quickly, Marco reversed the position when the shot was aimed at them. Until finally, the shot only hit Marco's back, making Letta widen her eyes when Marco coughed up blood as their bodies collapsed."Pedro, quickly capture
Letta could only cry as she watched Lemos gaze at her with a hungry look."Turns out, besides your scent truly making my body react, your body is truly captivating, even though you're pregnant like this. Alright, let's start with your face. I'm really curious how it feels to touch your skin, which feels so soft to the surface of my skin. I can't wait to do it," Lemos said, making Letta shake her head. Letta felt her body trembling, especially the coldness of the room now piercing her skin, allowing her to feel Lemos starting to reach out his hand and wipe her tears from her face."I don't want you to cry again, because I will truly treat you well, even after the bad behavior you just displayed towards me," Lemos said, making Letta sob."Please, release Marco first," Letta said, making Lemos shake his head."Yes, I will release him after we do something," Lemos said, and the next moment, Letta could see Lemos's hand starting to descend to the nape of her neck, caressing it with his rep
Marco could only squirm in his restraints as he watched Lemos slowly approach Letta, who was now just as helpless as he was, with her hands and feet bound, causing her to shed tears."If you come any closer, I will truly destroy you, you bastard!" Marco shouted, seemingly ignored by Lemos. Marco's current threat was nothing more than an empty bluff ringing in Lemos' ears. Lemos instead flashed a contemptuous smile, finding Marco's escalating rage to be nothing but entertainment."Please, don't come closer," Letta said in a whisper."Didn't you beg earlier not to hurt your husband?" Lemos said, already standing right in front of Letta, causing Letta to only close her eyes, unable to bear the sight of the old man in front of her. Just seeing him made Letta feel nauseated. "And in return, if you want me to release your husband, you must be willing to do anything for me, do you understand?" Lemos said again with his repulsive smile in front of Letta. Especially when Lemos began reaching o
Letta could only cry and plead as the person who was now repeatedly striking Marco's body did not stop his movements. "Please, stop. I'll do anything as long as you stop hurting my husband," Letta said, making the guard stop his movements. "No, no, Letta. Don't say such silly things. Let him do whatever he wants to me, but not to you. You just need to stay quiet. I'm fine," Marco said, visibly gritting his teeth, looking at Letta, who shook her head."How can I stay calm and okay when you're being beaten like that? Look at your body, it really makes me feel so guilty," Letta said."I'm fine, Letta. I'm not as weak as you think. Let these people exhaust themselves just to hurt me. It won't mean anything to me," Marco said again, making the middle-aged man who was the boss of these guards laugh, then walk towards Letta."Is it true what I hear? It seems that physical blows won't make a man like Marco Jovanka feel hurt, and it seems I have a good idea," Lemos said, looking closely at Let
Letta began to blink her eyes, trying to focus her vision, but instead, she felt a pounding sensation in her head, causing her to try to sit up and hold her head, wincing in pain."What's happening to me?" Letta muttered, still trying to look around. There was a very bright light in the middle of the room. Letta could also feel the cold temperature searing her skin. Finally, her vision became clear, and Letta widened her eyes. Letta didn't recognize the very dark room."Where am I?" Letta asked, trying to recall the last time she was conscious. Letta vividly remembered enjoying the waterfall with Marco, and afterward, Marco instructed someone to take her away. And that's when Letta widened her eyes upon realizing she was in danger. Letta knew that the guards were not Marco's guards. Letta tried to get off the very hard bed, then walked to knock on the iron door, which seemed to be a confinement room."Please open up! Get me out of here!" Letta yelled, continuously pounding on the door
A short while ago, Letta was still admiring the beauty of the dancing waterfall in front of her when a tap made her turn around and smile, but the smile faded. When someone in all black bowed in front of her, Letta thought it was Marco coming to take his coat and scarf."Sorry, ma'am, the master asked me to escort you to the car because he said you both must return immediately as he has an urgent matter to attend to," the guard with the black glasses perched on his nose said. "Why didn't Marco come to pick me up himself?" Letta asked."Sorry, ma'am, the master is on the phone and he's afraid to leave you for too long, so he instructed me to come and get you quickly, as he's concerned that something dangerous might be lurking around," the guard explained, making Letta finally nod."Okay, then let's go back," Letta said, but as Letta was about to take the path they had previously taken, the guard stopped her again."The master has already driven his car and will be waiting at the end of
Letta really took her husband to spend the whole day exploring the city of Chicago. Although initially Marco was a bit reluctant due to lack of sleep, seeing his wife's wide smile erased all his annoyance and drowsiness. Currently, the lights adorning the night sky in Chicago looked enchanting, especially when Letta gazed in awe at the beautiful waterfall, as if it were dancing before them. They were at Buckingham Fountain, one of the famous waterfalls in the world, known to attract many tourists with its beauty."Can we also make a waterfall like this in our backyard?" Letta asked, making Marco stare straight at the waterfall in front of them."If we make it, it will surely attract the attention of people and tourists in our country. Do you want our house to be visited by many people?" Marco asked nonchalantly, making Letta look at her husband with a displeased expression. Although Letta knew that Marco could do it and was capable of making the waterfall just for himself, it seemed l
After enjoying a baseball match, Marco drove his car to one of the city's aquariums, called the Shedd Aquarium. The Shedd Aquarium is the largest indoor aquarium in the world, housing thousands of different species. This has earned it numerous awards, which piqued Letta's curiosity. Earlier, Letta had inquired about fascinating things in Chicago, and Marco suggested that this aquarium might be to Letta's liking."Is it still far away?" Letta asked, prompting Marco to nod."Yes, we're almost there. Why?" Marco asked."No, I just want to eat something. It seems she's getting hungry," Letta said, making Marco gaze at her round stomach. A few minutes earlier, Letta had just devoured a large bag of candy, popcorn, and a hot dog, not to mention the juice and salad she had already consumed. Marco fell silent before attempting to understand his wife's appetite."What do you want right now? Don't say you want something sweet like ice cream or anything else," Marco said again, making Letta shak