(Ernesta POV)
The door closed.
Marcus didn't come in right away, he stood at the door, seemingly hesitating about something, which made me feel a little nervous, just sitting silently looking at him in the mirror.
What is he hesitating about? He doesn’t want to do that or regrets this decision already? Umg … It's also true anyway, although Eulalia and I are twins, there are many differences, perhaps that difference caused him to lose interest?
Actually, whether we do it tonight or not, it's all good for me, but the most important thing is to get rid of Marcus's doubts about my identity, I can't fail right from the start, so we must do that.
Looking at the clock on the table showing 11 o'clock, I took a deep breath and stood up. If he doesn't want to, I will, I will take the initiative.
Marcus suddenly stepped closer to me at this moment, his steady steps somewhat hurried. With each step he took, my heart rate increased, it seemed to jump out of my chest.
What does he want to do? Wait … does he want to hit me? How could I forget that behind that handsome face is a violent person?
For a moment, I panicked, my heart trembled slightly, my legs seemed to freeze, and my hands instinctively raised to hug my head. What a scary feeling. At least I need to protect this face.
The moment my hand reached my hair, my whole body was suddenly covered by a large arm. That's right, Marcus hugs me, an unexpected hug. His arms wrapped around my waist, his chin resting on my shoulder, which stunned me.
I slowly lowered my hand in hesitation, and with that, Marcus's deep voice rang out
"Honey, sorry to keep you waiting, your husband is back."
I opened my mouth but no sound came out. Is this really Marcus Johansen? Not the wrong person? Is this the violent person? Something is not right here.
Seeming to see me having a strange expression, Marcus tilted his head, tired eyes looking at me
"What's up?"
Obviously, I always react to unexpected situations very quickly and accurately but right now my mind is blank, I involuntarily voice the doubt in my heart.
“Are you Marcus Johansen?”
Oh no, I didn't mean to ask that even if it filled my mind, but surprisingly, Marcus wasn't angry about it
"Why do you ask that?"
“Because they say you are very… very…”
"Cold, unapproachable, and violent?"
I don't think he would respond like that.
Marcus laughed and walked around in front of me, taking my left hand and placing a gentlemanly kiss on it.
In just a few short minutes, he surprised me thrice.
Marcus still holds my hand, his eyes soft on me.
“Rumors are just rumors. I'm Marcus Johansen, that's the truth, the rest, why don't you feel it yourself?"
“Feeling it myself?”
"That's right"
Marcus suddenly pulled me towards him, my body pressed against him, I could feel his strong heartbeat and old warmth. His left hand wrapped around my waist, and his right hand stroked my hair.
"Honey, this is our wedding night, don't waste it"
Then he suddenly raised his voice
“Sonic, turn off the lights”
The whole room fell into darkness.
Wow, this room also has a smart system.
Although I was interested, I didn't have the mind to pay attention to it at the moment, I unconsciously hugged him tightly as if looking for safety.
Marcus seemed to enjoy this, and even though I couldn't see his face, I could still hear his small laugh and the sound of his heart pounding. He suddenly lowered himself down, grabbed my leg, lifted it, and walked away. I sensed it was towards the bed.
My eyes gradually got used to the darkness but since the room was completely devoid of even a single slit of light, everything was still in black, I could only feel it by touch.
Marcus gently laid me down on the bed, his whole body on top of me. Just when I thought he was going to start, he suddenly reached up and grabbed my hair. My heart stopped beating, my whole body immediately became tense, and fear came without warning.
When I heard him say those words, I thought he was an untrue rumor, thought he was a nice, polite man. Turns out it was just an illusion? Is this a way for him to start torture? Does he have a mental problem?
I closed my eyes, my eyelids trembling slightly.
If he wants to hit, hit it, why should he be gentle and then violent? Does he want to push his prey up high and then drag it down into the abyss? Was such torture just his style?
I was intimidated by my thoughts but at this point, who could think otherwise?
My whole body stiffened waiting for the terrible thing to come.
But suddenly, Marcus's voice came again with laughter.
“Why are you so tense? This is not the first time.”
Not the first time? What did he say? Has he and Eulalia done that before? Will I be discovered?
"But it's been a long time, you must have forgotten, let me help you remember. But before that…”
Marcus stopped, he suddenly grabbed my hair and pulled it down
"Let’s take this entanglement off"
My wig was thrown to the floor by him, revealing short, striking red hair that I'm sure he wouldn't be able to see.
I breathed a sigh of relief but didn't dare let my guard down.
Marcus's voice rang in my ears while he stroked my hair
"I can't see you, but I'm sure you look great in short hair"
Although I've heard this compliment many times, I can't deny that when it was uttered by Marcus, I was moved. But I still suppressed that feeling and curl my lips mocking
"Really? If you see it, you won’t say that."
Eulalia's hair is a gentle golden brown, and mine is an unusual orange-red color. Usually, guys will like Eulalia's style more than mine, they will think she's beautiful and cute, the style that women should have, not like me, I'm too strong, strange, and weird.
Marcus didn't immediately answer me, one hand propped at my side, the other slowly slipping into my skirt
“Want to bet?”
"Bet what?"
“If I like, can you not stress?”
I laughed at this suggestion of his, these two things have nothing to do with each other. Even so, I still answer
"I will try"
As soon as I finished my words, the bedside lamp came on, I frowned slightly at the sudden light. Just then, when it all became clear, the first thing I saw was Marcus' deep blue eyes just an arm's length away from mine.
I pursed my lips, the feeling now was not the tension of fear, but the tension of recovery. The man with messy hair and broad shoulders was on top of me.
I saw him smile, a sweet smile that wasn't cold at all. His arm stroked my hair and then moved to my chin, his fingers brushing my lips
"I like this color. You look gorgeous, baby."
I almost lost control of my emotions. That expression wasn't fake at all. Five years ago I felt his gentleness, and now I am even more immersed in it.
Suddenly, a bold thought popped into my head. I’m a substitute, so what? Now I'm his wife anyway, I have the right to do this.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, leaned forward slightly, and aimed directly at his lips.
Marcus was surprised for a few seconds but soon he reacted. He kissed me, his lips encircling mine, his mouth open, the tip of his tongue in. My skirt was pushed higher and higher, with that, every item on Marcus' body fell. The moment my hand touched his skin, I felt like there was some magical connection between us, something I’d inadvertently forgotten over the past five years, that drew us closer together, creating an amazing harmony.
That infatuation made me pause for a moment when I think that I was Eulalia's replacement and this man was supposed to be hers. But don't let me lose focus, Marcus moves faster, his lips are glued to mine, his arms are constantly moving over me making my whole body heat up, lust covers everything.
"Fortunately, I finally found you."
With that sentence, he entered me, and the tenderness of that year once again appeared making me unable to escape and not want to get out even though I knew that the person in his words was Eulalia, not me.
(Marcus POV)It was a hot, sweet night. I've been almost unstoppable since I started touching her, Eulalia is like a drug to me.It wasn't until she fell asleep from exhaustion that I stopped. I was very satisfied but most of all, I hope she is too.I carried Eulalia into the bathroom to bathe her, after drying her body, I dressed her in a simple dress and immediately put her on the bed and covered her with a blanket to keep her warm. It's usually cold at night in Nevy at this time, I don't want her to catch a cold.After her, it was my turn.Finished, I slowly lay down beside Eulalia and that's when I got a good look at her.Five years have passed, but there are certain features of Eulalia that I still remember clearly. She seems to be taller than before, her body is also better, I can even feel her muscles, she must be doing sports regularly. What a hardworking girl.Her face no longer looks young and instead is the seductive beauty of a mature woman but extremely young and dynamic,
(Ernesta POV)Heli says I can do whatever I want because I am Mrs. Johansen; from now on, this is my home.After last night, I somewhat understood the man, Marcus, he was not like the rumors, but this result still surprised me. Even though we have registered our marriage, I am still just a bride exchanging benefits as an item in a trade, who would have thought that I could be so free? This is truly an unexpected pleasure.While Marcus was not at home, according to my previous appointment, I went to pick up Silas.As soon as I arrived, the boy ran up to me and hugged my leg, behind him was Neron."Mom, you're finally here."“Good morning little man, how are you today?” I ask."Good, Uncle Neron takes good care of me," Silas replied.I still have a smile on my face, but my mood is a bit down.I understand Silas's personality, if he's really happy, he won't hide his feelings. As for this answer, it shows that Neron really cares about Silas but his days there must have been uncomfortable.
(Ernesta POV)After figuring the whole thing out for Silas, I started looking for ideas for the design.Having an idea is not difficult, but having an idea that can meet the requirements is not easy.Celebrating a decade is not a long time but for Noble Dame, it is an extremely important milestone and I want to make it as grand and meaningful as possible.But it's often easier said than done.Even though I've been walking along this street for more than an hour, I still don't have any inspiration.I blinked and saw a flower cafe on the corner of the street. Just as I was about to turn, the phone rang.It was a strange number calling the number Eulalia gave me.I turned a hidden corner and carefully picked up the phone:“Hello, who is there?”“Ernesta Willems?”I frowned, this was not the time to easily give up affirmation. I suddenly rolled my eyes and looked around.Good, no one is suspicious.Before I was about to speak, the woman proactively introduced herself:“No need to worry, I
(Ernesta POV)The cancellation of the contract means what? It means that the party deciding to cancel will have to pay the cancellation fee, and once it's paid, of course, there's no connection between them anymore.In other words, right now, in their eyes, I'm the one who ruined the product, so I have to compensate.Yes, it's not Eulalia, it's me, Ernesta.Farah doesn't want to tarnish Eulalia's relationship with the brands, and this is how she's making me suffer.SW is just a new company, but they deal with jewelry, and their investment is not small at all, even the least expensive product costs five figures.This amount is neither small nor large for me right now.But I didn't do it, so why should I take responsibility?"What's going on?" I furrowed my brows at Farah.Farah seems to think I don't understand the situation, with a hint of mockery hidden in her eyes but appearing concerned on the outside."What are you still clueless about? Eulalia, how could you be so careless? The c
(Ernesta POV)Marcus did not immediately respond.I sat nervously in the passenger seat, regretting asking that question.Where he goes and what he does is his business, what right does a contract wife like me have to interfere?Marcus suddenly spoke up when I gave up trying to find an answer.“When we're having sex, you call 'darling’, why now 'Mr. Johansen' already?”My face suddenly became hot, my hands tightened around the seat belt, and last night's lovemaking was like a replay in my head.His voice rang out, still containing some anger.“Or do you call everyone that way?”The feeling of embarrassment quickly passed, and I was stunned by his next words.“Anytime, anyone who goes to bed with you, you call them 'darling', right Eulalia?”Just as it reached red, the car stopped, Marcus also turned to look at me, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, blue veins showing. His deep black eyes seemed to want to see through my soul, making me shiver.I don't understand, yesterday
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(Ernesta POV)It's been five years since I left home with a pregnant belly, but the number of times I've been back to the Willems family can only be counted on my fingers. Why? Because the so-called 'my relatives', just want to take advantage of me or take advantage of my son, there is no such thing as familial affection between them and me. They know what Larissa has, know what she can give me, so they want from me and take advantage of her.On the way there, I kept wondering what they would ask for this time, a car for Arthur, a piece of land for Amber, or an acting opportunity for my twin sister Eulalia.Because I don't want to cause trouble for the people around me, I always respond to them before, but I also feel very tired, I don't know how long I have to respond to them.When I walked through that strange yet familiar house, the three of them were already sitting in the living room. As soon as the door opened, they turned to look at me at the same time.The last time I met them
(Ernesta POV)Betty was ten years older than me, a longtime servant of the Willems, and one of the few people who treated me well while I was here.From Betty's words, I learned that my parents were originally going to give me to Marcus Johansen in exchange for the opportunity to participate in the urban project and cooperate with the Citus corporation, but he didn't expect that man to refer to Eulalia by name, so they came up with this plan. But because Johansen's side made the decision too quickly, my parents were in such a hurry.Betty says the person who suggested this idea was Eulalia, I'm not surprised by this, Eulalia is very good at coming up with evil schemes, if it weren't for it, with her bad acting, she wouldn't have become so famous in the entertainment industry.Eulalia is very careful, she knows that Johansen's side has never met her in real life but only looks at pictures, also knows that Johansen’s family members are very observant, so from the first meeting, even jus
(Ernesta POV)Marcus did not immediately respond.I sat nervously in the passenger seat, regretting asking that question.Where he goes and what he does is his business, what right does a contract wife like me have to interfere?Marcus suddenly spoke up when I gave up trying to find an answer.“When we're having sex, you call 'darling’, why now 'Mr. Johansen' already?”My face suddenly became hot, my hands tightened around the seat belt, and last night's lovemaking was like a replay in my head.His voice rang out, still containing some anger.“Or do you call everyone that way?”The feeling of embarrassment quickly passed, and I was stunned by his next words.“Anytime, anyone who goes to bed with you, you call them 'darling', right Eulalia?”Just as it reached red, the car stopped, Marcus also turned to look at me, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, blue veins showing. His deep black eyes seemed to want to see through my soul, making me shiver.I don't understand, yesterday
(Ernesta POV)The cancellation of the contract means what? It means that the party deciding to cancel will have to pay the cancellation fee, and once it's paid, of course, there's no connection between them anymore.In other words, right now, in their eyes, I'm the one who ruined the product, so I have to compensate.Yes, it's not Eulalia, it's me, Ernesta.Farah doesn't want to tarnish Eulalia's relationship with the brands, and this is how she's making me suffer.SW is just a new company, but they deal with jewelry, and their investment is not small at all, even the least expensive product costs five figures.This amount is neither small nor large for me right now.But I didn't do it, so why should I take responsibility?"What's going on?" I furrowed my brows at Farah.Farah seems to think I don't understand the situation, with a hint of mockery hidden in her eyes but appearing concerned on the outside."What are you still clueless about? Eulalia, how could you be so careless? The c
(Ernesta POV)After figuring the whole thing out for Silas, I started looking for ideas for the design.Having an idea is not difficult, but having an idea that can meet the requirements is not easy.Celebrating a decade is not a long time but for Noble Dame, it is an extremely important milestone and I want to make it as grand and meaningful as possible.But it's often easier said than done.Even though I've been walking along this street for more than an hour, I still don't have any inspiration.I blinked and saw a flower cafe on the corner of the street. Just as I was about to turn, the phone rang.It was a strange number calling the number Eulalia gave me.I turned a hidden corner and carefully picked up the phone:“Hello, who is there?”“Ernesta Willems?”I frowned, this was not the time to easily give up affirmation. I suddenly rolled my eyes and looked around.Good, no one is suspicious.Before I was about to speak, the woman proactively introduced herself:“No need to worry, I
(Ernesta POV)Heli says I can do whatever I want because I am Mrs. Johansen; from now on, this is my home.After last night, I somewhat understood the man, Marcus, he was not like the rumors, but this result still surprised me. Even though we have registered our marriage, I am still just a bride exchanging benefits as an item in a trade, who would have thought that I could be so free? This is truly an unexpected pleasure.While Marcus was not at home, according to my previous appointment, I went to pick up Silas.As soon as I arrived, the boy ran up to me and hugged my leg, behind him was Neron."Mom, you're finally here."“Good morning little man, how are you today?” I ask."Good, Uncle Neron takes good care of me," Silas replied.I still have a smile on my face, but my mood is a bit down.I understand Silas's personality, if he's really happy, he won't hide his feelings. As for this answer, it shows that Neron really cares about Silas but his days there must have been uncomfortable.
(Marcus POV)It was a hot, sweet night. I've been almost unstoppable since I started touching her, Eulalia is like a drug to me.It wasn't until she fell asleep from exhaustion that I stopped. I was very satisfied but most of all, I hope she is too.I carried Eulalia into the bathroom to bathe her, after drying her body, I dressed her in a simple dress and immediately put her on the bed and covered her with a blanket to keep her warm. It's usually cold at night in Nevy at this time, I don't want her to catch a cold.After her, it was my turn.Finished, I slowly lay down beside Eulalia and that's when I got a good look at her.Five years have passed, but there are certain features of Eulalia that I still remember clearly. She seems to be taller than before, her body is also better, I can even feel her muscles, she must be doing sports regularly. What a hardworking girl.Her face no longer looks young and instead is the seductive beauty of a mature woman but extremely young and dynamic,
(Ernesta POV)The door closed.Marcus didn't come in right away, he stood at the door, seemingly hesitating about something, which made me feel a little nervous, just sitting silently looking at him in the mirror.What is he hesitating about? He doesn’t want to do that or regrets this decision already? Umg … It's also true anyway, although Eulalia and I are twins, there are many differences, perhaps that difference caused him to lose interest?Actually, whether we do it tonight or not, it's all good for me, but the most important thing is to get rid of Marcus's doubts about my identity, I can't fail right from the start, so we must do that.Looking at the clock on the table showing 11 o'clock, I took a deep breath and stood up. If he doesn't want to, I will, I will take the initiative.Marcus suddenly stepped closer to me at this moment, his steady steps somewhat hurried. With each step he took, my heart rate increased, it seemed to jump out of my chest.What does he want to do? Wait
(Ernesta POV)The vicar raised his voice and looked over at Marcus.I restrained my emotions. Although I didn't want to, this kiss was part of the ritual, moreover, it seemed that because I knew he was the man that night, I didn't object to him.Marcus leans down slightly, I look up, my lips touching his, it feels like a small electric current runs down my spine.At the same time, the vicar's voice sounded"I declare that you two are husband and wife"I was about to take a step back when I found my arm being held by Marcus. What surprised me was that he not only had no intention of stopping the kiss but seemed to want to deepen the kiss.Is this man crazy or what? People were still standing there looking at us.I gently scratched Marcus's hand with my index finger and stared at him with wide eyes, only then did he let go, his expression seemingly very satisfied. Yes, 'I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm satisfied', these are evident on his face.Come to think of it, it's not wrong, he was the o
(Marcus POV)In the blink of an eye, my wedding ceremony has arrived, I can't help but say, Roger's work performance is very good, after this time I must increase his salary. That is, I will increase his salary by half of a month … but wait, he missed my meeting time twice this month, minus two months' salary. Hmm, since it's my wedding now, well, minus one month's salary, I've treated him like that, he must have complimented me on being a good boss.Thinking of my soon-to-be wife, I was a little worried but mostly looking forward. I spent five years looking for her and finally found her.Recalling that year, it was clear that it was all a dark conspiracy that I did not want, but it ended up making me can not forget.In addition to being the CEO of Citus, Marcus Johansen, I am also the boss, the king of the underground world, Magnus. I used my Magnus identity to trade in the underground with deals that brought in billions of dollars a year. Illegal, yes. Dangerous, of course. Deadly,
(Ernesta POV)After giving important instructions, Amber tried to send me home, but I asked to see Silas. My parents didn't agree at first, but after Eulalia said something to them, Arthur allowed me to see my son. Currently, Silas is with Neron in the back building.As soon as he saw me, the boy immediately ran over.“Mom, you’re here!”I knelt on one knee and hugged Silas, feeling moved in my heart. Just this morning, we were happily eating breakfast together, but now…Across from us, Neron looked at me with sad eyes, I knew he knew what just happened.Neron walked up to me, bowed his head, and whispered a sentence"Ernesta, I'm sorry"I pursed my lips and didn't answer. Ever since I was a kid, I've heard the apology from Neron countless times. He knew that I was always disadvantaged and unjust, but he never spoke up to explain to me, nor took my side, but always said sorry every time we met privately.I know Neron has his struggles, but now that he's eighteen years old, that person