Forced to marry Mr. Billoners
Long Waiting

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That afternoon Damara was working on his job, he glanced at his cell phone on the table with a dark screen. Damara turned on her phone screen hoping for a notification or call from Jerricco, she let out a tired sigh of not finding anything on her phone regarding Jerricco.

Damara propped her chin using her palm she focused on paying attention to the wedding picture frame. Damara deliberately extended the photo with a white frame that he put on his workbench. ‘What Jerricco has forgotten about Mira’ Damara asked in his mind. Actually, when Jerricco called Damara yesterday, hoping that Jerricco would tell him that he would come home, but he only asked questions that were not important, and there was no connection about their relationship.

The work is still piling up but Damara can not focus because his mind is filled with Jerricco. Damara chose to go to the toilet to wash her shabby face. After the skin of his face was exposed to water Damara felt a little fresh, so he could focus on doing the work that had piled up.

But when entering the study Damara saw Jerricco sitting on the sofa. Damara rubbed his eyes because he thought he was hallucinating.

“Where to?” Hearing this voice that had been bothering him all day made Damara smile thinly. There was a feeling of joy in his heart seeing Jerricco meeting him.

“From toilet.” Damara sat next to Jerricco, he smiled sheets. Damara shifted his body away from Jerricco, he deliberately gave distance.

Jerricco gave his sharp look as Damara moved away from him, “why stay away?”

In Damara's heart cheered for successfully luring Jerricco. He closes his nose, “Master smells the sun.”

Jerricco smelled his scent from his arms to his armpits, “Sembare, this still scents my expensive farfum.” Jerricco did not receive in his body odor, but did not smell at all.

“Cih cocky,” Ketus Damara. Jerricco may boast of expensive perfumes, but Damara admits that Jerricco's body scent is indeed the fragrance he missed so much these two weeks.

Jerricco pinched Damara's nose until it turned red. “Aaah hurts, release.” Jerricco doesn't care about Damara's request. “You must indeed be taught a lesson for being disrespectful to your husband.”

Damara pinched Jerricco's stomach, twisting him.

Damara even deliberately pinched with all his energy to vent his frustration at Jerricco.  “Don't blame me if you can't walk properly when you get out of this room.”

Damara pulls his hand he's afraid of the threat Jerricco is giving him. “Why are you here?” Damara deliberately asked questions to divert the conversation.

“No way if I want to see my wife.” Damara shook her head, she was surprised as Jerricco approached and hugged her body.

“There is no prohibition to see his wife if a husband meets his wife to give up longing.” Hearing Jerricco's romantic speech Damara's cheeks were hot, he buried his face so that Jerricco did not see his cheeks that turned red due to Jerricco's flutter.

What came out of Jerricco's mouth was not a prank but pure from his heart. Jerricco feels that he is getting interested in Damara, lucky during his time in Italy he never once dreamed of meeting Mira so that he can forget his former lover slowly.

Jerricco enjoys their embrace, he misses Damara's petite body. His hand stroked Damara's shoulder-length hair. “Did you miss me?”

Jerricco felt Damara shake his head in response. Jerricco let go of his embrace he pushed Damara's body a little away.

Damara glanced at Jerricco's hand which held both sides of his shoulder. His gaze looked intimidating, “Quickly say you miss me too.”

“Why are you forcing me?”

“Quick say! Don't talk much.”

Damara's forehead shriveled, but afterwards he chose to give up. “Iya I miss Master, satisfied?”

Jerricco smiled and devoured Damara's lips, his hands pulling Damara's waist to erode the distance between them.