The Goddess Sculpture Is Actually My Husband’s Secret Mistress! - Chapter 60: Chapter 60

"I'm going first"
"What? I came in first so I'm going" I argued back.
"Don't care" Then he left and came with his clothes.
I was standing at the door with a frown visible on my face. And I was startled as he leaned down and pecked my lips. Chuckling at my shocked face he opened the door and went inside giving me a playful smile.
What the hell just happened?
I pretended to watch TV not paying any attention to whatever was on the screen. He came out wearing dark sweat shorts and a white t-shirt looking gorgeous as ever.
I quickly bolted to the bathroom without looking back. I talked to myself in the mirror for several times to grasp what was happening.
Slowly opening the door I peeked through the space to see where Marcus was. The lights were already off and I saw Marcus on the bed playing with his phone.
I walked in tip toes trying my best not to make a sound. I quickly jumped under the sheets and wrapped it around me tightly like a caterpillar in a cocoon.
Marcus turned his head and looked at me with a frown.
"What are you doing?"
"Going to sleep"
"Come" he said while stretching his arm on the pillow.
"Come where?"
"Keep your head on my arm"
"What-the pillow is comfortable"
"Don't care. Come" he ordered more authoritatively.
I scooted to his side and laid my head on his arm. He curled it, bringing my head to his chest. He gently nuzzled his nose in my hair and started stroking it.
"Do you regret it?" He mumbled in my hair.
"Regret what?" I asked slowly not having any idea of what he meant.
"Kissing me"
I was taken aback by his question. It was the most amazing thing that happened to me and regret was nowhere near of what I felt back then.
I slowly shook my head giving him a no.
"Good. Then I will keep on doing it"
"Doing what?"
"Kissing you"
My breath hitched as those words left his mouth. I looked up to meet his eyes and saw that he was staring at me with adoration.
"Sleep my angel"
With that he kissed my head and closed his eyes pulling me closer.
I stood in front of my models who came in today morning. Five female and five male.
Four other companies including Bolton's will be arriving shortly. Ten models will be competing from each company. All together fifty people will be participating in the contest.
I was ogling at the toned chests of the male models before Marcus cleared his throat in irritation.
"What?" I snapped my head, annoyed that he had interrupted my thoughts.
"You're checking them out!" Marcus hissed quietly so that they won't hear.
"So what? They're hot"
"So you want me to look at the girls too? Their hips,their big breas-" before he could finish the sentence I smacked his lips with my hand angrily.
"Don't"
"Then you don't too" he huffed and fixed his suit.
Rolling my eyes I turned to the models.
"Hello. My name is Serapha Anderson and my husband and I will be sponsoring you. If one of you win the contest you will be given a grand prize. You will also have a promising future ahead of you if you give it your best. One or two of you will be recruited into my company but you should last longer in the competition. Give your best and please try not to disappoint me."
They all nodded in agreement. Sarah handed out their schedules of what they will be doing from Friday onwards. They were not supposed to meet the rest of the competitors till Friday. They will be taken into separate cabins on our floor.
Marcus and I were supposed to treat them to dinner tonight and the photographers would be coming tomorrow for a photo shoot.
I talked to each and every female model while Marcus talked to the males. He kept me far away from them as if I would just run and kiss them.
After a long talk I jogged to my room and slumped on the bed exhausted. I needed a nap before the others arrived and my eyes were already fluttering shut.
"You know you can't sleep right now. We have lot of work to do"
I opened my eyes to see Marcus standing by the bed , his arms crossed in front of his chest.
"That's why you're here. Go and take care of it. I said sleepily as I yawned stretching my arms to the furthest I could.
"How come you get to rest and I don't?"
"Because you are a piece of wood"
I opened my eyes expecting to see a scowl on his face but he suddenly got onto the bed, a playful smirk playing on his lips as he locked my legs between his. He rested his hands on either side of the bed providing me with no escape. Leaning in, his eyes traveled from my lips to my throat in lust and fervour. He bent down and started pressing soft kisses over my jaw and throat, groaning softly as he gently sucked my collarbone. I was shocked for a moment before tilting my head to the side allowing him more access to the crook of my neck. He took the cue and gently started sucking it, pleasuring me with his every touch. I resumed raking my fingers through his soft hair as I pulled him closer to me. My eyes fluttered shut, releasing a moan from my lips at the pleasure he was giving me. I felt his body slightly tense before letting out a low growl, gently nibbling my earlobe.