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, before Marco held her tightly as Letta began to descend into the pool, causing Letta to scream and immediately hug Marco tightly. Marco just smiled at Letta's adorable behavior.
"The water is so cold," Letta said, making Marco smile at his wife's frightened face.
"Not too cold," Marco said, making Letta look around.
"What's next after this?" Letta asked again.
"Let go of the hug first, just hold on to me, then move your legs," Marco said, making Letta shake her head.
"What if I drown?" Letta asked again.
"No, I will hold you like this, so trust me. Now, let go of your embrace first," Marco said, making Letta slowly and hesitantly begin to release her embrace.
"Never let go, okay?" Letta said again, making Marco nod, until Letta was just holding onto Marco. Slowly, her body began to float, and she occasionally moved her legs.
"How is it? Can you do it?" Marco asked, making Letta nod slowly.
"Don't pull me. Just stay like this and don't go far. I'm scared," Letta said again, making Marco just smile.
"How about it, comfortable, isn't it?" Marco asked again, making Letta nod. They then fell silent, swimming under the morning sun in the swimming pool, making Letta feel that this situation was indeed good for her.
"Will I have to exercise frequently in the future?" Letta asked, causing Marco to nod his head.
"Of course, yes. That is, if you don't want your weight to keep increasing. Look," Marco said, making Letta immediately gaze at herself.
"Has my weight really increased a lot?" Letta asked, making Marco nod his head, causing Letta to feel quite irritated for some reason.
"It's normal, because there's someone else inside my belly. So it's natural for my weight to increase," Letta said, seemingly not wanting to be called even heavier.
"But it's not just your belly that's getting bigger. Look at your cheeks, your arms, and other sides," Marco said, seemingly starting to tease his wife.
"Does it look bad?" Letta asked, beginning to examine her husband's opinion.
"Not too bad, just that..." Marco paused, continuing to observe Letta.
"Just that what, not attractive? Then, what if I really get fatter? And after giving birth, what if my body doesn't return to its previous shape? Will you be disappointed?" Letta asked, making Marco seem to ponder, and it was then that Letta started to feel annoyed and splashed water at her husband with one hand.
"Take me to the edge of the pool. I've had enough swimming. I want to rest," Letta said with her sulky face, making Marco look satisfied instead.
"If you get out now, it's only a few calories burned. Not enough to get your body back to normal," Marco said, seeming not satisfied with teasing his wife yet.
"I don't need to burn my calories. I need calories for this baby. So let's finish swimming," Letta said, once again making Marco finally laugh.
"Is it funny to tease me like this?" Letta asked again, making Marco unable to hold back his laughter while looking at his wife's annoyed face.
"No, I'm just kidding. Come on, how could it be that just because your body has changed, you don't look attractive? In fact, it makes me unable to resist," Marco said, finally embracing Letta's waist even tighter.
"Don't get closer to me. It's better to take me to the edge of the pool quickly. I want to clean myself," Letta said, slightly pushing Marco.
"If you push me, you'll really let go. Can you swim to the edge of the pool alone?" Marco asked again, making Letta finally angrily hit her husband's chest.
"You're so mean," Letta said, making Marco laugh.
"I'm serious, I don't mind your weight condition. Even after giving birth, you will still remain in this shape," Marco said. After that, he brought his face close to Letta's.
"It actually makes you look even hotter," Marco said, making Letta instantly feel her face heating up. Perhaps, if it could be described, smoke would definitely come out of both of her ears hearing her husband's whisper.
"Stop teasing me. Why are you so annoying this morning?" Letta said, making Marco bury his face in the crook of her neck.
"Who's teasing you? I always find it difficult when we're this close. Why don't you feel it?" Marco said, leaving Letta speechless as she felt Marco's breath blowing on her neck.
"Stop fooling around. We're in the swimming pool. What if I might drown or something?" Letta said, making Marco finally look at his wife's face.
"Of course, I won't let you drown or anything like that. Trust me. And playing around in the swimming pool doesn't seem so bad," Marco suddenly said, making Letta widen her eyes.
"Don't think of anything strange. It's better if we get out now, and I need to change my clothes quickly. It's starting to feel cold," Letta said, making Marco shake his head.
"Just one kiss, I promise," Marco said, knowing very well that Letta wouldn't agree.
"This is outdoors. What if someone sees us? There are guards and our servants out there," Letta said, making Marco shrug nonchalantly.
"Who cares? Besides, they won't blatantly watch us. They'll just glance and then not care about what we're doing," Marco said, making Letta seem to contemplate that.
"Still, I don't want to do anything peculiar," Letta said.
"We're not doing anything peculiar. We're just doing what we can do," Marco said, as Letta was about to respond to his words. Suddenly, Marco pressed their lips together, catching Letta off guard.
How deeply her husband pressed against her neck, and Letta hadn't even had a chance to take a breath. But Marco seemed to give her no chance at all. Letta could feel how Marco slipped his tongue through her lips, making Letta wrap her arms around his body, not wanting to fall victim to her husband's caresses, and risking any accidents or whatever could happen in the swimming pool, especially since she couldn't swim. Letta thought to herself.
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