A TASTE (YOONA AZZURA)
A TASTE OF 24~MARCHEL CHAOTIC

"YOU. Why are you here "Yoona raised her voice.

Marchel grinned as he walked forward toward Yoona.

Yoona retreated slowly as Marchel approached her until her back hit the cupboard, she pressed her towel over her half-exposed chest.

Marchel sauntered off to the bed and picked up the blanket and approached Yoona, as quickly as lightning wrapped the blanket around Yoona's body and carrying it like a sack of rice.

"Yyyyyyyy... Tidaakk.... Lepeskaann... Marcheelll.." yelled Yoona.

For some reason there was no one to hear Yoona's voice, perhaps because the bathroom was noisy with splashing water so that Afgan who was still there did not hear his wife, and his mother-in-law he was also not home.

Flashback...

Marchel was already in the lobby of the apartment where his wife lived with her husband, he walked up to the elevator and entered the elevator pressing the 20th button. Unexpectedly after getting out of the elevator he saw his stepmother come out of the Afghan apartment.

" morning... My mother dear.." said Marchel with a grin

"You.. It's here." said Mama Afgan.

"Yes.. I'm here to pick up my wife" Marchel said

"Yoona??.. He was in his room, come in" said Mama Afgan

Marchel smiled cheerfully as the mother of his wife's legitimate husband allowed him to take her son-in-law, and walked away from her stepmother

Marchel entered the Afghan apartment he saw around him his eyes staring at the room slightly open, he peered inside unexpectedly his eyes saw the beautiful creation of God.

He walked so casually into the room, watching his wife searching for clothes that she would strip him of his towel, but as quickly as lightning he pulled her hand.

Flashback..

Marchel takes Yoona closer to her car, all eyes look at her on the road, no matter what people think Marchel does, all she wants is her wife.

" you son of a bitch" cried Yoona echoing in the car, Marchel did not care about the screams of his wife, he ran his car towards his house.

Some time later they reached Marchel's house.

Marchel was holding his wife again as a sack of rice.

"Deehhhh... Untie me.. Marchel you're crazy." yelled Yoona in rebellion unfortunately Marchel didn't care about it.

Marchel sat Yoona down on her dresser, Marchel pulled down the blanket that his wife wore.

"Chels... Don't be like that " Yoona warned Marchel.

"Dam!! Who's the kind... I'm just playing a little with my wife." Marchel

"You're nuts... I don't think of you as my husband, you're just the destroyer of my household, YOU UNDERSTAND!! " shouted Yoona.

" uh!! So yeah... I'll prove that I'm your real husband "Marchel grinned he opened the winding blanket that covered Yoona's entire body, carrying her to the bed.

"Don't... Marchel please..." Yoona looked at Marchel's bead and held onto the blanket.

"Cheelll's.... Please don't be like this.. Pliiiss.." Yoona begged

"No.. I'm not letting go of my wife" Marchel pulled down the blanket wrapped around Yoona's innocent body to the middle of Yoona's chest.

Marchel looked at his wife's seductive cleavage, he peeked at his wife's cleavage, there were many signs there, ranging from her neck to her chest, he knew that Yoona had just done a husband and wife ritual with Afgan seen earlier, Afgan's room was messy and there were also blood spots on her bed sheet when Marchel took the blanket.

"W-why.. What you're doing Hah!!" yoona said as she endured the turmoil in her heart as Marchel kissed her chest.

Marchel rolled down the blanket until it looked perfectly his wife's chest, no.. Yoona could not move as her hands were wrapped in a blanket wrapped around her body, she could only move to avoid the attack from Marchel, in fact she was not free.

Marchel licked playing her toy with her tongue, occasionally sucking the chewy object.

"A. Ahhe.. Marchel, let go " said Yoona a little sigh, can not be denied her body feels floating in the clouds, no. This should not happen, I only belong to Afgan one, thought Yoona

"L-let me go.. Ahhhh "Yoona sighed as Marchel's hand squeezed firmly against her chest.

"Dam!! You drive me crazy" said Marchel, then he grabbed the lips of his wife, Yoona tried to avoid him by turning her face, until the kiss fell on her left cheek.

Marchel licked Yoona's cheek, took a sip and bit her.

"Ah... Marchel was sick "Yoona was stirring when her cheek was bitten by Marcel, can he make sure his cheek tasted Marchel's teeth.

"Ahhhhhhhh.. Sweetness.." Marchel felt his wife's cheek "if this one is sweet.. Surely his lips were sweeter" said Marchel he held his wife's chin until Yoona looked at him, she kissed his wife's lips gently, but Yoona did not reply she further pursed her lips so that Marchel would not continue.

Not Marchel his name if he just gave up, he was more and more****** his wife's lips even though there was no reply.

" Ahh.". "ringis Yoona when her lower lip was bitten by Marchel violently.

Marchel did not waste the chance of his tongue slipping into Yoona's oral cavity.

Marchel's hand did not stay still, his hand squeezed a chewy thing without a piece of cloth.

"Emmm... Ahhe.. Ma-marcheell." said Yoona he tried to let go of Marchel's hand.

After Marchel satisfied looking at Yoona Yang under his body, he kissed Yoona's forehead both cheeks and peeked at her lips.

"May I be your whole husband" Marchel said, staring fixedly at Yoona's beautiful beads

Yoona looked at him so sharply her breath hunted down her chest with her breath.

"Do it.." Yoona's sarcasm made Marchel smile cheerfully. He kissed Yoona's forehead with love.

"But after that TALAK ME..." Yoona's been beard with this all wanting it to feel like she's free from this disgusting man.

Marchel stared fixedly at Yoona he was looking for a lie from his wife's face after saying that but did not.. There are no visible lies.

He changed his position until sitting next to his wife's innocent body, he covered his wife's body with a blanket he rubbed his huff, his face, Yoona sits herself down and raises her blanket to her chest she sees Marchel in a mess and then she sees Marchel grabbing her shirt and waltzing out of her room.

Yoona sobbed in Marchel's room she lowered her head to cover her face with her knees.

"Son.." said Mama Marchel by rubbing the innocent back of her daughter-in-law.

" it's take a shower and change clothes" Mama Marchel said with her first dres.

Yoona looked up at her Mama-in-law, Mama Marchel could not bear to see the look on her daughter-in-law's pathetic face she embraced hoping to channel her strength to her daughter-in-law.

"Ma... What mistake... Why is this happening to me.. Hiks.hiks.." Yoona cries in front of her mother-in-law.

"Sst... You're not wrong.. The wrong child Mama." said Mama with tears

Mama Marchel takes her daughter-in-law to the bathroom, after which Yoona enters the bathroom she waits for her to sit on the bed.

After some time Yoona came out using a very pretty light brown dres one word that came out of her Mama-in-law's mouth, she approached Yoona and lowered her head and kissed her daughter-in-law's forehead.

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