Forced to marry Mr. Billoners
Jeju Island

About four hours into Jerricco's private jet, Jerricco's private jet reached Jeju International Airport in South Korea.

Jerricco chose ginseng country for his honeymoon getaway with Damara, Jeju island has a million charms to explore.

As he exited the private jet belonging to Jerricco Damara's mouth gaped in disbelief, looking back. “Your master didn't take me wrong?”

Jerricco can see the happy face emanating from Damara, “You like it?”

“Very.”

Jerricco stopped his steps, bent down and kissed Damara on the cheek.

Damara only blushed to get Jerricco's treatment suddenly, there was a sense of shame and pleasure that rose in his heart.

During the trip Damara's smile did not fade, he was cool to see the scenery of the streets they passed. It did not take long for the car driven by the driver to reach Jerricco's residence.

As usual, Kevin went down first and opened the door for Jerricco, Jerricco got down and walked towards Damara's door.

“I want to walk, don't want to use a wheelchair.”

Jerricco was silent at the thought of Damara's wish, “Alright, if your leg hurts tell me.”

“Good sir.” Damara grabbed Jerricco's hand and stood up, walking slowly as his hand rolled around Jerricco's burly arm.

Jerricco did not see the look on Damara's face grimacing in pain, which he held Damara smiling broadly. It was so easy to make Damara happy with just a simple treatment, make a little surprise and grant his wish now Jerricco no longer sees the pain Damara shows while in his private jet.

Not many servants welcomed their arrival, because Jerricco rarely came here. If there is a business or important business he just stopped for last night.

His house on the island of Jeju is indeed not too big, when compared to his residence in Italy may be only a quarter of his residence.

Damara laid her body on the bed, an extremely exhausting struggle walking from the front towards their room.

“You tired?”

“Very tired,” Damara replied in a lethargic tone.

“Alright, then we just rest.” Jerricco laid his body beside Damara.

Damara tilted his position facing Jerricco, timidly extending his hand and coiling in Jerricco's abdomen. Jerricco smiled and kept his hands on Damara's hands in his stomach.

It was a tiring journey for Damara, as it was her first experience. He closed his eyes and returned to dreamland.

Jerricco heard Damara's regular breathing, ‘it looks like my wife is really exhausted.’ Jerricco just silently looked at the ceiling of his room, somehow he felt strange with his dream.

Mira never cried like that, as long as they had Jerricco knew who Mira was. No matter how sick he was, he never cried without a sure sound his mouth whining or coming out swearing.

Jerricco could see clearly the worried eyes Mira was emitting, but he did not know the meaning of the body language Mira conveyed. Because all this time Mira always whines or directly talks to him if there is something very important.

Jerricco still remembers how adamant Mira tried to contact him during a meeting, but Jerricco deliberately ignored him.

_-Flashback-_

When she was done and returned to her room, Mira showed her upset face. Even dare to take the magazine on the table and throw it at him.

Luckily Jerricco swiftly caught him before hitting his face, he approached and carried Mira into his arms.

Mira's face looks very upset, “Why, Dear?”