My Destiny Love's
22. Bawdy husband

The day they moved in, Marcel drove leisurely without saying anything. Likewise with the wife next to him, Vika only dwells with her sour face, she is still not willing to leave the father alone. Vika never wanted to get away from her father after the departure of her mother six years ago because of an illness

His affection for his father makes him want to be the best to boast of his father even though for now he must admit that he has disappointed the father with his lies. Waiting for the time when all the lies are revealed

They arrive at an elite residence where Marcel lives, without saying much Marcel immediately acts to open the door of his car for Vika and then moves quickly to take their luggage in the trunk of the car

" Come in" a word came out from the man's lips while carrying Vika's stuff in his sturdy hands. Vika feels every day will be stunned at her husband, Marcel really described as the dream man of women with his personality, a man who does not talk much but acts more real

" Why dumb? Let's go in" said the man again when he saw Vika even silent confused while looking at him. Marcel grabbed his wife by the waist with his right hand and his left hand carrying a bag of Vika's belongings

" Be calm, baby, don't be too tense. There are no cruel in-laws here who will protest against you like in the movies. So, relax" Marcel said again as he felt his wife stiffen

" I-iya" Vika was no longer able to answer long as her eyes glanced at the husband's face. Dapag felt his heart pounding loudly just because of a sweet treatment and Vika was afraid he would soon fall in love with the figure of Marcel

They entered the house and Vika was made quite surprised by the atmosphere inside, many servants were waiting to welcome them and Vika felt it was a new atmosphere because usually the house is not this crowded

It never crossed Vika's mind how boring the life of a Marcel who might just revolve on work and a relaxing break on his day off

Seen on the wall of the living room full of picture frames of the man from childhood to adulthood along with his parents who Vika knew had long gone

" Our room is on the top floor" Marcel tells and Vika can only nod as she follows her husband's footsteps up one step at a time

" Have you been here all this time?" Vika opened the conversation with a stupid question

" No, I spend more time in apartments or villas on weekends and usually stay at my friend's house"

" Staying?" confused Vika

" Stay in" Marcel's reply flashed through his mind at how irritated Billy was always being bullied by him when the man asked to stay at the playboy photographer's house

Marcel brought Vika into their room and began to introduce Vika places in the mansion. Seeing the breadth of the house crossed Vika's mind a question 'Did Marcel ever feel lonely with his life' because usually the big house of luxury that its inhabitants are just lonely people with life

" Can I ask you something?" Vika asked carefully when they had reached a garden filled with various roses, the place looked well cared for and it would be natural to see the many servants passing by

" Hmm, ask" Marcel replied without looking at his wife

" Have you ever been in love?" a mysterious smile was created on Marcel's lips when he remembered the woman who once inhabited his heart even though now the name has been completely erased and he really hated the figure of the woman who had been in love with him first if the fact about the thief who took the production of his company right is his ex. Marcel turned his face to the side of his wife's face

" You think?" he asked as he looked into his wife's eyes and his body reacted to it until Marcel quickly turned his gaze away

He felt a great desire for Vika just because he looked at the woman as if all his desires were centered on his wife. Like now he who wants to immediately bring his wife back to the room to perform husband-wife rituals. Marcel felt himself as though he had received a curse where only Vika could relate to him.

" Fuck" his his frown was upset when he was unable to control his eager body at all, Marcel again dropped a gaze on Vika who was slightly surprised when he saw her husband's gaze that looked like the gaze of a tiger staring at its prey

" What? Why are you suddenly looking at me like that? " ask Vika started to feel anxious

" Look" said Marcel before grabbing Vika's hand, drawing her closer and kissing her already candlestick lips

Vika rebelled surprised by the man's sudden kiss. She was even surprised by the circumstances she was facing, Vika did not feel that she was flirting with her husband but why did her husband look so lustful to her

Marcel was not at all bothered by the rebellion by Vika even casually catch the legs of his wife while trying to kick her which of course Vika did not to hurt just to break away

" Let go of me, what are you doing? We're at the park again, Marcel "said Vika panicked as Marcel carried the weight of her body sitting on her husband's lap

" Do I look like I care?" marcel asked looking at the girl with a look as if he wanted to swallow her. Marcel felt he had to examine himself immediately because of his desire to suddenly rise unstoppable, he was not a hyper but at this time Marcel felt himself already more than a Hyper who never felt satisfied. The difference is that his desire rests only on a woman and that woman is his wife

" We are in the garden again and many eyes are looking at us now "remember Vika as Marcel's hand rips off the clothes right on his chest that are felt to be disturbing by the man. Tomorrow Vika promised to wear strong clothes so that her husband's hand would not be as easy to tear

" I don't care" replied Marcel who immediately buried his face in his favorite place that was still covered by his protector

Vika's face reddened as she accidentally saw some of the maids passing by looking at their smiles and there were some who pretended not to see. Vika incubates in the heart 'What her husband wants to show off her body here' no..Vika wouldn't approve. She immediately hugged Marcel's head easily because of the position of her body in her husband's lap

" You want to strip me of it here?" tanyanya did not believe

" It doesn't matter" replied Marcel on the sidelines of his activities sipping his favorite object. Vika held her lips together so as not to let out that curse sound

" I'm the problem. I don't want any other woman to see your body" Vika involuntarily said in a strange hiss, Marcel who heard her smile

" Then how?"

" To the room now" Vika replied beginning to lose her wits

" Well" Marcel got up while holding Vika who was still tightly hugging herself which of course aims to cover her open chest because of her husband's actions. Vika was like a koala baby who was swept in her husband's body. The position was not a burden for Marcel as he stepped easily into their room to continue his ritual

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