“You got that thing,
That makes me come back for more.”
(Maria – Faydee)
“Yenail, what's wrong? Why don't you wan—Woah!!” Marquis dodged the pillow that was about to hit him which was definitely thrown at him by his frustrating wife after he tried to convince her to leave the house, just to go to the hospital, even though he was dreadfully tired but he had to see her the doctor today no matter what, when now during the night that he had the leisure time to take her.
“No! I DON'T WANT TO GO TO THE DOCTOR!!” She shouted over her pity husband whose worried eyes were fixed at her standing figure while she was holding another pillow.
“Yenail, please. But, why you don't want to go to the doctor, honey?” He requested while showing his innocent pair of eyes to her and his voice was being so calm than ever, no matter how hard that she goes or how wild that she acts, he still had to stay in peace.
“I. Just. Don't. Want to!” She screamed her lungs out and threw rather another pillow that barely hit him.
“Why?” While slowly lowering down his defensive crossing arms a little, he stared her from between them and asked when his eyes shot her figure and he saw her chest pounding so madly. “Calm down.” He took big steps towards the bed in order to hold her airing hands when he tried to grab her wrists but she still kept on nagging him away. “Calm down. Just calm down!”
“No! Leave me! I don't want to go!” A powerful push that Yenail gave to his shoulders and made Marquis stumble over his feet.
“You left me no choice.” He said in his strict tone and attacked her thighs while wrapping his strong arms around her legs right away, when he pushed them forward which later made her fell upon the bed while also making her bounce over it as after few moments, so furiously that he hovered over her and smacked his dry lips onto her soft ones along with her hands starting to ruffle his fluffy hair, when after breaking the wet yet passionate kiss that he just shared with her disturbing state, he questioned afterwards. “What's wrong? Why are you so afraid of the doctor?”
“I'm not afraid of the doctor. I'm afraid of the needles that they use.” Her eyes suddenly welled up and his hands rubbed against her arms when he just kept the strong eye connection with her while gazing those tears that shone in her eyes like stars in the darkness.
“You afraid of the needles? I didn't know that.” After intertwining their fingers near her face, he leaned in a little while still being tiny inches away from her face when their breaths were mixing together as after few minutes that he whispered while brushing against her lips. “You don't have to be afraid of anything. I'll be there, sugar.” He kissed her disturbing state yet also calmed her nerves down when the heated kiss elongated for a minute and broke so early when Marquis told her to get dressed up as they had to reach the hospital before the closing hours and he decided to see her tonight no matter what because the next day, he will be busy once again and her health was more important right now. Approximately after fifteen to twenty minutes, they left after Marquis locked the main door of the house safely, whereas Yenail was already seated inside the car as later before making any turn towards the car, he whispered through the earpiece that was connected with his ear. “Activate house protection securities.”
Before their marriage, he actually thought of building this mansion also just like the protective one that he had earlier, however, he surely left his past corrupt profession but who knew when enemies are thinking of attacking you, when this house was also designed with his own hands and was also well equipped along with, not several strategies but mainly those which were collectively powerful enough to handle every kind of situation.
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