Letta slowly blinked as the sunlight disturbed her sleep. She glanced around the room. Of course, she was in the spacious bedroom she occupied every day. What confused Letta was not finding Marco around. Usually, when she woke up, Marco would always be right by her side. Whether they both just woke up or he was already dressed for work, he would be there. But this time, the room was truly empty, so Letta finally sat up.
She looked at the clock on the nightstand, which showed 6:00 in the morning. Letta got out of bed and decided to wash her face first because she had to find Marco immediately. Waking up without her husband felt a little strange to Letta. Without cleaning herself, Letta left her room and crossed paths with one of the servants who was cleaning around her room.
"Have you seen Marco?" Letta asked, making the servant look around.
"I saw the Master in the gym earlier," the servant said, prompting Letta to nod. She continued walking while gently caressing her round belly, exchanging smiles with some of the servants she passed by, before heading to the gym where Marco was supposed to be. However, Letta once again didn't find her husband in the room. It looked empty, with only neatly arranged exercise equipment.
"Has he finished working out?" Letta murmured, then turned back. The size of the house made it a little difficult for Letta to find her husband, as Marco could be in another corner of the house. Finally, Letta decided to head towards the garden, where there was a swimming pool. Welcoming the morning sun seemed like a good idea. Perhaps Marco was exercising outside, Letta thought, slowly making her way to the garden. Once again, Letta's steps stopped when she heard the sound of splashing water not far from her. She squinted as she saw someone swimming in the pool.
Letta still couldn't see who that person was. However, she was sure that it was none other than her husband, as it was unlikely that any servant or guard would dare to swim in the pool reserved for them. Eventually, Letta's smile widened as she saw Marco emerge from the water's surface. Likewise, Marco greeted Letta with a broad smile.
"Are you awake?" Marco asked, making Letta nod.
"Be careful, don't walk too close to the edge, it might be slippery," Marco said as Letta approached. Letta chose to walk on the grass next to the swimming pool.
"I was looking for you in the gym earlier," Letta said softly, making Marco wipe his face as the droplets from his hair obstructed his view.
"Yes, I went swimming after exercising. Why?" Marco asked, reaching out to help Letta sit by the pool, being very careful. Letta immediately dipped her feet into the cold water.
"I was looking for you when I woke up because you're usually by my side. But the big room felt empty earlier," Letta said, making Marco smile gently at her.
"I'm sorry. Don't you usually take an extra hour to get out of bed? And isn't it still too early?" Marco replied, making Letta nod.
"Yes, I thought so too. I don't know, I felt like I had a very sound sleep last night," Letta said again, making Marco fall silent. Perhaps it was because of the effect of the medicine he gave her, Marco thought. They fell into silence. Letta observed her handsome husband, his face glistening with the fresh water, and she couldn't help but smile. Marco seemed to realize that his wife was looking at him intently.
"Why, is there something strange on my face?" Marco asked, and Letta shook her head.
"No, it's just that you look handsome," Letta said, making Marco grin.
"Did my wife really sleep soundly last night? Why is she praising her husband so early in the morning?" Marco said, and Letta shook her head.
"I'm serious, can't I praise my own husband?" Letta asked, making Marco smile in response.
"No, it's just that you rarely praise me," Marco said, making Letta fall silent again. She eventually reached out and caressed her husband's strong jaw.
"So from now on, I should praise you more often. Yes, I will do that," Letta said, making Marco pause his hand movement, then kiss the palm of her hand.
"If you keep being sweet like this, I might just lock you up and take you wherever I go," Marco said, making Letta smile.
"That's okay, in fact, that's my main goal. I don't want to be far from you," Letta said, making Marco somehow fall silent. Marco didn't know if all this was real. Whether everything Letta said was truly what she felt.
"Why?" Letta asked, noticing Marco's silence.
"Do you like me?" Marco suddenly asked, causing Letta to stop her smile.
"What kind of question is that? Of course, I like my own husband. Didn't we get married because we liked each other?" Letta asked, making Marco fall silent before nodding his head. It seemed that Marco was too entangled with Letta's forgotten past.
"Why?" Letta asked again, making Marco shake his head.
"No, it's just that this morning my wife praised me too much. I'm afraid she might ask for something that I can't grant," Marco said, making Letta smile again.
"No, it's not like that. I just want to praise you. I rarely see you swimming like this," Letta said again, making Marco finally reach out, gently embracing Letta's waist, before kissing her pregnant belly.
"Look, this early morning your mother has made me completely defenseless," Marco said, as if he were talking to the fetus in Letta's womb, making Letta reach out, gently stroking Marco's hair.
"I'm afraid that she's being nice like this, maybe she'll ask for something I can't grant," Marco said again, making Letta finally reach out and pinch both of her husband's cheeks.
"I won't ask for anything. I just want you to stay by my side, that's all. Is that too much?" Letta asked, making Marco look up, catching Letta's gaze as she sat in front of him, while he was still immersed up to his chest in the pool.
"No, that's a very easy thing. Even without you asking, I'll still be by your side," Marco said.
"Do you promise?" Letta asked, making Marco nod again.
"Yes, of course. Whatever happens, even if you ask me to leave your life, I will still be by your side, no matter how much you resent me," Marco said, making Letta fall silent.
"I could never hate you. Why should I hate you?" Letta said again, making Marco fall silent once more.
"Yes, you're right, you'll never hate your husband, and I will make sure of it," Marco said, making Letta smile. Letta then looked around, feeling the warm sun on her skin, and she could only tilt her head back, enjoying the warmth. Until Marco reached out and caressed the side of Letta's face.
"Do you want to swim?" Marco asked, making Letta look around again at the expansive pool in front of her, unsure if she could swim or not.
Letta then looked at the swimming pool in front of her and shook her head. "I'm not sure," Letta said, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows."Why would I hold you? Isn't it also good for your pregnancy?" Marco said, making Letta look at her round belly."Really?" Letta asked, making Marco just smile."Don't worry, I won't just let you go if you can't swim," Marco said, making Letta fall silent for some reason. Marco was also startled, as memories of the past suddenly flashed in his mind. A while ago, Marco didn't think that he had ever invited Letta to swim together, but with a different incident."But if you don't want to, I won't force you," Marco said, making Letta smile instead."I trust you, so hold me tight, okay?" Letta said, making Marco slightly startled."Of course, I'll always hold you," Marco said again. Letta then took off the nightgown she was wearing, making Marco fall silent as he watched his wife's body now only clad in the thin garment in front of him, befor
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?