Forced to marry Mr. Billoners
A Mistake

Jerricco stacked his hands to code the waiter to get close. Butler approaching, “Iya, Lord.” 

“Bring a chair here!”

“Good, Lord.” It didn't take long for the butler to bring a chair to sit down Jerricco, then he walked back after getting the order through Jerricco's bead, to keep the servants away. 

Jerricco sat in a chair that was brought by the waiter, their seat was only twenty centimeters away. 

Damara bit her lower lip, there was something she wanted to ask Jerricco.  “This marriage master-“ Damara could not continue his words, he felt awkward questioning this matter, but Damara also needed certainty. 

“What's with our wedding?” Jerricco stared fixedly at Damara's bead that looked nervous, even his hands clinging to each other squeezing on his thighs.

“Master forced me to be a wife, and we've promised before God. But that night-“ again Damara could not continue, there was a sense of tightness in his heart. 

“I'm sorry, not enough. Why are you still discussing this?”

Damara closed her eyes when she heard Jerricco's annoyed tone, her face grimacing as she took a wrong step. But this was the question in his heart, during these two days. 

“Master didn't let me run, but you didn't give me the happiness of a married couple on the first night either. I've tried to try to accept everything, but .. I can't lie to my own heart.” Damara's voice was heard softly at the end of his sentence.

Jerricco pulled Damara's hand into his hands, staring at Damara. “There's a lot you don't know about my past, I can't tell you. I just want to open a new sheet with you.”

Damara's heart leaflet could not be dimmed, let alone his hand held Jerricco enough to make Damara feel wanted. Even Jerricco's tired face looked serious, though no word of love came out of Jerricco's mouth.

At least with the presence of Jerricco back to see him only because Damara fell, a great progress for Damara. They stayed silent for a long time looking at each other. Jerricco took off one of his hands that held Damara, the one she used to caress Damara's face. 

Boldly Jerricco put his lips on Damara's lips, not getting a rejection from Damara Jerricco devoured Damara's lips. Their kisses this time were done quietly, feeling each other's gentle touch.

With the position sideways Damara could see through the tail of his eyes there was an assistant Jerricco who stood not far from him. Damara pulled her head, she lowered her head to hide the shame.

“Why?” jerricco said softly and pulled Damara's chin to look at him.

Damara bites her lower lip if she is shy or nervous. “There's a middle master assistant watching us.”

“Who, Kevin?”

Damara just nodded, because he never asked who the man who always followed him was.

Jerricco looked towards the house, there was Kevin, the man bowed respectfully after seeing each other. “You're ashamed to be noticed by him? Looks like he doesn't mind.”

Damara hits Jerricco's shoulder, “Shameless,” ketus Damara. After the words came out of his mouth Damara cursed his stupidity, who spoke so presumptuously to Jerricco. “Sorry,” wafts Damara while looking down, he doesn't dare to stare at Jerricco's bead. 

“Your words are so disrespectful!” the voice sounded resolute and kept Anger. 

“God help me,” Damara prayer in his heart.

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