Being a Savings Wife
What Yes?

Ontario, Canada.

It tells the story of a cute girl who secretly loves her classmate Mark. On the eve of a party celebrating school graduation, Rossela gets a surprise. Mark expressed love and kissed her in public. But unfortunately, it turns out Rosse is only used as betting material. Mark just wants to take away his chastity.

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Olive clenched her hands. He did not expect that Mark would kiss the little girl in public. All of this is beyond the games and agreements they agreed on. Mark is his and until whenever is his. Olive went inside Villa following Mark and Rosse.

"You don't have to drive me to the bathroom, do you?" Rosse dropped Mike's hand off his shoulder. He was still groggy and wanted to calm down for a moment inside here.

Mark chuckled and allowed Rosse's glasses. "If you let him, why not?"

"No, Mark!" Rosse ran over and went into the bathroom.

Mark stared at the door that was still closed, suddenly someone was hugging him from behind.

"You're bad, Mark. Why do you have to kiss those nerds in public?" Olive stomped her feet, her face pouting like a tangled thread.

Mark turned the body. "Why angry? You guys want me to take her first kiss, right? I'm just following this game." Mark stroked Olive's hair.

"But it doesn't have to be in front of everyone. That cupu must be a big head. Take this game, Mark. I don't want you to go any further than this." Olivie pinched Mark's stomach. He doesn't want Mark to touch a cute girl who isn't prettier than him.

"Not now, I'm even just starting out. Tonight I will prove that the girl is the same as the other woman. I just need to woo her a little and after that she will definitely hand over her chastity to me." Mark smiled proudly, he was confident of winning this bet.

"Why should he? I always do it with you. I always come whenever you need me, I always agree to be your bed warmer!"

Mike corners Olive's back on the wall. "Don't set me up. We have nothing to do but satisfy each other So, don't ever mess up my plans!" Mike left Olive. He doesn't like anyone else to rule his life.

Olive became worried, she was afraid that one day Mark would no longer meet or call her. Olive does not want to lose the gold mine and all the luxuries that Mark gives after successfully warming his bed.

"If you don't, I'll end it myself." Olive is waiting for Rosse at the bathroom door.

Rossela removes the heat on the face by washing it with water but the red color left behind is still clearly visible. All this because of Mark's sweet attitude towards her. Rosse touched her lips that Mark had kissed. "I hope this isn't all a dream. I've been loving and waiting for you for three years, Mark." His heart is still beating. Rosse was surprised to see Olive at the door. This beautiful woman pushed him back into the bathroom.

"You happy?" Olive has a chest. "How does it feel to be kissed by a handsome man like Mark? Will you willingly give up your body to him after this?"

"Olive, what are you talking about?" squeak Rosse.

"Don't pretend to be stupid! You think I don't know that you've been secretly in love with Mark all this time? Are you proud to have given her your first kiss? Do you think Mark likes you that much?" Olive dropped Rosse's glasses and stepped on them until they broke. "Open your eyes! Mark only makes you as his betting material. Mark doesn't really love you. You're the little girl being played with. Do you think a handsome guy like Mark can be crazy about you?" Olive laughed mockingly at Rosse. "Impossible."

Rosse's ears buzzed, his eyes reddened, his vision blurry. "You lying? Mark can't be that bad."

"You're not naive. Mark won because he kissed you in public. After this Mark will take your chastity. But, you don't worry because Mark is good at it."

Rosse closed his ears, he was disgusted to hear Olive's words. Rosse denies what Olive said.

"Listen carefully." Olive played a recording of her conversation with Mark a moment ago.

Rosse's knee weakened to the point of being unable to support his body. Rosse fell down and sat on the slippery floor. Why is Mark this bad? It's okay Mark hasn't seen it as long as Rosse doesn't feel the heartache. But, why would the man have the heart to stick the thorn of a rose in his sincere heart?

"The decision is in your hands. Go or leave it all to Mark" Olive said before leaving Rosse.

"Go, I have to go." Rosse hit his chest that felt tight. He should have realized from the beginning that a prince could not have fallen in love with his cupu ash. "You are evil, Mark .. I will learn to forget and hate you" Rosse murmured, wiping away her tears.

The door is knocked from the outside.

"You're still inside, Rosse?" Mark is worried about Rosse. "Can I come in?"

"Don't! Go Mark. I'm still here a long time!" Rosse locked the bathroom door. He was not prepared to meet that devil-hearted handsome man.

"Are you sick?"

"No! I cum--I

"Do I need to break down this door?" menacam Mark's.

Rosse bit his fingernails. He thought of a way to get out of the Villa without Mark suspecting.

"I'd better pretend I don't know Mark's plan. Otherwise, the man could have forced and raped me."

Rosse exhaled a long breath before opening the door.

"One!"

"You crying?" For the first time Mark saw Rosse's eye bead without a barrier. Looks cute and shady. "Where's your glasses?"

"Ja-fall. I accidentally dropped it!"

"Are you still able to see clearly?" Mark pulled Rosse's hand to lead her. But Rosse brushed his hand. "Let me help."

"No need, Mark. I can walk alone I have to go home." Rosse tries to stay away from Mark. His body trembled as he walked past Mark.

Mark looked at her suspiciously. He knew that Rosse was hiding something from him. Without permission, Mark pulls Rosse's hand and takes her to his private room.

"Sit down." Mark pulled Rosse's hand until he sat down next to him. "What do you want to drink?" Mark holds Rosse's braid hair.

"No need to bother. I don't seem to feel well. I have to go home before it gets night."

"Why rush? We've just officially established a relationship. But you're leaving me." Mark exhaled at Rosse's neck deliberately teasing her.

"Please don't be like this, let me go. We don't have any relationship."

Mark's eyes reddened him angrily and kissed Rosse's lips violently, but Rosse bit her lips."What do you mean, Rosse? You want to play games, me?" Mark refused Rosse's shoulder until leaning on the sofa. Then he locked her with both hands.

"Aren't you the one who made me into your betting materials? What wrong? Why are you so cruel, Mark?" Rosse cries as Mark's sharp eyes weaken his heart. His mouth wanted to cuss but, his heart still wanted to love Mark.

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"You...?" Mark's hands loosened. He watched Rosse cry.

"Take me off, Mark. I'll assume none of this ever happened. We won't see each other again, will we?"

Mark doesn't like to hear Rosse. "You're too whiny." Mark wiped away the tears flowing down Rosse's smooth cheeks.

Rosse closed his eyes, fearing Mark would harass him as Olive had said. "I want to go home, Mirk," he said softly.

Mark's face changed, his jaw hardened he was angry because there had never been a woman who whined to go home before he drove her away. Mark remembered the bet and he had to be the winner.

"You can't get out of this villa without my permission!" Mark tore off the dres Rosse was wearing. His hand tried to hold Rosse's chest. Rosse thrashed and shouted for help but, not a single person came to help him.

Rosse doesn't know that Mark has broken up the party and left only two bodyguards out there.

"Mark, don't do that!" squeak Rosse. His voice was stuck in his throat because Mark was touching his sensitive part.

Mark left red marks on Rosse's neck and chest. "You're mine. Only mine. Don't ever dream of getting away from me!"

Mark's face was getting red, his lust was getting peaked. Mark wants to finish and master Rosse under his pack.

"I don't want to, Mark! I'd hate you if you did!" Rosse pleads and hits Mark in the chest.

"Nobody can stop, me!" Mark is back to put their lips together.

Rossela this cute girl is almost lulled by Mark's touch. But his common sense still rules over himself. Rosse tried to reach for the vase on the table. He tried to calm down so Mark didn't notice his movements. Now, a fairly heavy flower vase was already in his hands.

'I'm sorry, Mark," inner Rosse cried and hit Mark on the head with a vase of flowers.

Mark was shocked and forced to let go of Rosse's lips. He felt dizzy from the hard blow on his head now, fresh blood began to flow through his face.

"You ..." said Mark. He fell on the floor.

Rosse stood up and tidied up his torn dres. He was trembling to see Mark drooping under his feet.

"I'm sorry, Mark. Please forgive me. I didn't mean to hurt you." Rosse leaves Mark who is moaning to endure the pain of his actions.

The corner of Mark's eyes let out a clear liquid, he resignedly saw Rosse's back that was getting away and lost from the sight of the eye.

7 Years Later.

Gak😅 Between Revenge And Love

Hi Readers. So the gini for Hello Wife is still gray and it doesn't seem to be able to continue in NT. Sorry yeah. Well, this is instead if anyone wants to read I will publish in NT until the end if the level is good😂

So, anyone want to read? If not, I'll take it to W P. Thank ye.