A Million-Dollar Strange Deal (UNEDITED VERSION)

Chapter 25: Say it or Not!

"Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused." ― Paulo Coelho

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Marco Angelo Massaretti's POV

"I love you, Marco!" she confessed and my heart swelled with happiness. No happiness is an understatement. I'm beyond happy. Her heart is mine.

She's mine, body and soul.

I dipped my head down to kiss her, but she cocks her head to the other side, with my lips landing on her cheek.

"What was that for?" I grit out feeling displeased.

She looks at me with the same expression- grim face. I move my hands above her shoulders and rested on the bed, trapping her with my hands.

She turned her head to face me. She looks unhappy as she cocks up one eyebrow. "Do you love me, Marco?" She asked looking impatient as she stared into my eyes. I wanted to look away, but her eyes pinned mine.

Do I love her?

I've been questioning myself about that. I'm not sure if I'm ready for this, but she was waiting for my response. Am I ready to break her heart? Telling her that I don't most likely will break her heart.

"I-"

I was cut off when we heard a loud knock.

"I will get that," I said feeling relieved, too grateful Jaime save my ass, but before I could roll on her side, her arms gripped mine in place with her furious eyes trained on me.

"Stay still!" She grits out with her eyes turning into slits. "COME IN!" she yelled for Jaime to hear.

"Jaime will see us," I taunted her, but she just shrug it off.

"He knew you're fucking me, Marco! What else would surprise him?" She boldly exclaimed as she curled her lips in annoyance. I felt amused. I just soon found myself guffawing while she's staring at me in confusion and irritation etched all over her pretty face.

Jaime stops in his tracks when he saw us with our position, bug-eyed. He's about to excuse himself, but Georgina spoke," stay where you are, Jaime."

Jaime stood beside the cart where all our food is sitting, looking uncertain as he spared me a quizzical glance. I just nod at him briefly before diverting my eyes back to her.

"Are you sure?" I smirked evilly, and I could feel Jaime seems standing uncomfortable watching us.

I look at her incredulously and where that boldness came from and at the same time amused thoroughly.

She stared into my eyes defiantly, boldly. "Of course! He will be my witness." She purse her lips, then gave Jaime a brief glance before averting his eyes from him- back to me. "Now, tell me. Do you love me, Marco?" she repeated and damn, I'm cornered.

"You may not be ready-"

She cuts me off with her eyes sharply pinning mine. "Just say it, or I'm out of here!" she threatened. I felt amused. I know it's odd. I should feel angry because I know I hated being threatened, but my oh my. My innocent Georgina is growing two horns.