The Goddess Sculpture Is Actually My Husband’s Secret Mistress! - Chapter 58: Chapter 58
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"Do you think I like her?" He yelled back strenuously.
"Well then I guess she's your nice friend" I rolled my eyes and scoffed sarcastically.
"I did everything to her out of good heart"
"Oh my god my heart is melting. You do have good heart" I laughed as I mocked him.
"Serapha" he spat firmly.
"So everything you did to me was out of good heart? Tell me! All these kind words, all these hugs and everything you did to me was out of good heart? Or am I someone you use to control your nightmares?"
"Why are you jumping to conclusions like that?" He yelled.
"So what? Are you telling me you that you meant everything? And that you were really going to kiss me a few minutes ago? What a joke" I scoffed, folding my hands in front of me.
"Yes I was really going kiss you"
I blinked deliberately.
"Wha-'
Before I could finish my sentence, he pulled me by my arm and pressed me close to his chest. He looked deep into my eyes as he cupped my face gently, angling my lips to his. He leaned down and pressed his soft, luscious lips against mine, making my eyes flutter shut as our lips molded together in perfect symphony. His lips moved against mine in heart clenching passion, making me forget why I was angry in the first place. He bit my lower lip gently as he tried to part them and I did, allowing him to taste every single part of me.
My hands moved up to tangle in the dark strands of his hair as he kissed me fervently. His tongue darted out, trailing over my lips with deep desire, building up a moan inside me. I continued raking my fingers through his soft curls as he deepened the kiss, pressing me closer.
He slowly pulled away allowing enough space for us to breathe. I looked into his bright green eyes to see them craving with desire. His hand trailed behind my back to my hair as he leaned forward to press his lips lightly to my forehead. The kiss lingered longer than usual, igniting a lustful passion within me.
"Marcus" I whispered slowly as we both panted desperately for air.
"I don't want to fight with you" He mumbled against my hair, his chest heaving up and down.
He leaned back and cupped my face in his hands. "I'll go down and deal with the media. Just stay here and calm yourself for a bit"
I nodded and looked down, trying to hide the blush in my cheeks.
As soon as he left I trailed my fingers over my plump red lips in shock. I couldn't believe that he had just kissed me and to be honest, it was the most amazing feeling ever.
A small smile crept up my lips and I covered my mouth with my hands, trying to stop the giggle demanding to be let out.
I walked over to the railing and stared at the vast sea as the wind ruffled my hair. I felt as if someone had just untangled a tight knot in my chest.
From the corner of my eye I saw Sarah approaching me.
"Oh here you are. Mr. Anderson took care of everything. He is good at this. He gave an amazing explanation of what just happened and the media seemed to believe him" Sarah said looking delighted.
I lifted my eyes to her and she narrowed her eyes as she observed my face.
"Did you just get kissed?"
I blushed again looking embarrassed as she asked those words.
"Oh my god you did. You did!" She clapped her hands and jumped up and down happily.
"Mr. Anderson finally loves you"
Hearing that my mood suddenly soured.
"No he doesn't"
"What do you mean?" Sarah crunched up her nose in confusion.
"We just kissed. He didn't say he loved me"
"Aw it's the first step dear. He will tell you" she patted my back, reassuring me.
"How do you know?"
"Steve was the same. He kissed me before confessing"
"Then what happened?"
"I asked him why he kissed me"
She surely had guts to ask that when I would be squirming in embarrassment.
"He said mother nature tells him to be with me" she kept her hands on her hips an exclaimed in annoyance.
"What the hell?"
"Yeah I know but later on he said he loved me. And it will work out obviously for you two. Hell you guys are even married!"
"He will divorce me when we become stable" I tried to reason.
"You're really stupid aren't you ?" She raised her eyebrows in annoyance and shook her head to show that I'm really stupid.
"I'm your boss"
"I don't care dear"
With that she dragged me away to the press conference, and all I could think about was how I was going to face him again.
I was walking down the hall with Marcus beside me. We had just finished the press conference and some of them were mostly interested about the drama that just happened few minutes ago.
The rest of the companies will be arriving tomorrow with their models. The judges from France are to be arrived on the first day.
The girls will be residing in the floor below us. They were amateur models that we selected from three rounds in the auditions.
"Well then I guess she's your nice friend" I rolled my eyes and scoffed sarcastically.
"I did everything to her out of good heart"
"Oh my god my heart is melting. You do have good heart" I laughed as I mocked him.
"Serapha" he spat firmly.
"So everything you did to me was out of good heart? Tell me! All these kind words, all these hugs and everything you did to me was out of good heart? Or am I someone you use to control your nightmares?"
"Why are you jumping to conclusions like that?" He yelled.
"So what? Are you telling me you that you meant everything? And that you were really going to kiss me a few minutes ago? What a joke" I scoffed, folding my hands in front of me.
"Yes I was really going kiss you"
I blinked deliberately.
"Wha-'
Before I could finish my sentence, he pulled me by my arm and pressed me close to his chest. He looked deep into my eyes as he cupped my face gently, angling my lips to his. He leaned down and pressed his soft, luscious lips against mine, making my eyes flutter shut as our lips molded together in perfect symphony. His lips moved against mine in heart clenching passion, making me forget why I was angry in the first place. He bit my lower lip gently as he tried to part them and I did, allowing him to taste every single part of me.
My hands moved up to tangle in the dark strands of his hair as he kissed me fervently. His tongue darted out, trailing over my lips with deep desire, building up a moan inside me. I continued raking my fingers through his soft curls as he deepened the kiss, pressing me closer.
He slowly pulled away allowing enough space for us to breathe. I looked into his bright green eyes to see them craving with desire. His hand trailed behind my back to my hair as he leaned forward to press his lips lightly to my forehead. The kiss lingered longer than usual, igniting a lustful passion within me.
"Marcus" I whispered slowly as we both panted desperately for air.
"I don't want to fight with you" He mumbled against my hair, his chest heaving up and down.
He leaned back and cupped my face in his hands. "I'll go down and deal with the media. Just stay here and calm yourself for a bit"
I nodded and looked down, trying to hide the blush in my cheeks.
As soon as he left I trailed my fingers over my plump red lips in shock. I couldn't believe that he had just kissed me and to be honest, it was the most amazing feeling ever.
A small smile crept up my lips and I covered my mouth with my hands, trying to stop the giggle demanding to be let out.
I walked over to the railing and stared at the vast sea as the wind ruffled my hair. I felt as if someone had just untangled a tight knot in my chest.
From the corner of my eye I saw Sarah approaching me.
"Oh here you are. Mr. Anderson took care of everything. He is good at this. He gave an amazing explanation of what just happened and the media seemed to believe him" Sarah said looking delighted.
I lifted my eyes to her and she narrowed her eyes as she observed my face.
"Did you just get kissed?"
I blushed again looking embarrassed as she asked those words.
"Oh my god you did. You did!" She clapped her hands and jumped up and down happily.
"Mr. Anderson finally loves you"
Hearing that my mood suddenly soured.
"No he doesn't"
"What do you mean?" Sarah crunched up her nose in confusion.
"We just kissed. He didn't say he loved me"
"Aw it's the first step dear. He will tell you" she patted my back, reassuring me.
"How do you know?"
"Steve was the same. He kissed me before confessing"
"Then what happened?"
"I asked him why he kissed me"
She surely had guts to ask that when I would be squirming in embarrassment.
"He said mother nature tells him to be with me" she kept her hands on her hips an exclaimed in annoyance.
"What the hell?"
"Yeah I know but later on he said he loved me. And it will work out obviously for you two. Hell you guys are even married!"
"He will divorce me when we become stable" I tried to reason.
"You're really stupid aren't you ?" She raised her eyebrows in annoyance and shook her head to show that I'm really stupid.
"I'm your boss"
"I don't care dear"
With that she dragged me away to the press conference, and all I could think about was how I was going to face him again.
I was walking down the hall with Marcus beside me. We had just finished the press conference and some of them were mostly interested about the drama that just happened few minutes ago.
The rest of the companies will be arriving tomorrow with their models. The judges from France are to be arrived on the first day.
The girls will be residing in the floor below us. They were amateur models that we selected from three rounds in the auditions.
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