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My face was a deep shade of red as I tried to withhold my laughter The scowl on Marcus's face was priceless. If this was a cartoon he'll definitely have smoke coming out of his nostrils.
The manager leaned in and whispered something to Blair in a hushed toned. Her eyes quickly rose up to Marcus in fright. Gulping loudly she looked at the manager for help.
She then closed her eyes and inhaled sharply to clam herself.
"I'msorryIdidn'tknowyouweremyboss.I'mstupidandadumbbitchbutcan'thelpit"Blair said in a rush that I had to blink several times to grasp what she said.
"Unfortunately I have to say my good byes for now. Nice serving you SIR!" Blair gave Marcus the army salute and marched toward the kitchen in a steady pace. But when she reached the kitchen she quickly ran off like a chicken on fire and closed the door with a loud thud.
I snorted like a pig trying to control the laughter but failing miserably earning angry glares from Marcus. If looks could kill I would've be already buried teen feet under.
"What?" I asked innocently. He narrowed his eyes in annoyance and walked past me. Following him close behind I held his hand and gave him a cheshire grin, showing him all my teeth. He rolled his eyes at my actions before tightening his fingers around mine.
As soon as we reached the room I jumped on to bed earning a chuckle from Marcus. He removed his coat and sat on the bed beside me to remove his shoes. His back was facing me and all I could think about was his whip marks.
Involuntarily my hands traced the marks through his shirt. I felt him tense before turning to look at me.
"I'm sorry" I quickly pulled my hand back and looked away not willing to see his furious face. But surprisingly he held my chin and turned my head to look at him. "It's okay. You are my wife and one day you'll have to see it"
Sighing loudly I held his hand that was holding my chin and stroked it with my thumb up to his sleeves. "Will you tell me how you got those marks?" Marcus face faltered and he looked down, deep in thought.
"My stepfather"
My eyes widened in surprise knowing that he finally decided to open up to me. "I'm sorry" I whispered not knowing what to tell. My heart was bleeding just by thinking what he had gone through in his childhood. And I hate myself for being helpless. If I could do something I won't hesitate.
"It's okay but that's all I can say for now.
He met my eyes and it was filled with pain and hurt causing an ache in my heart seeing him like this.
Suddenly a thought came to my mind. All the unusual things happening to me, the attack and the fire. It all happened after I married him. Maybe his stepfather had something to do with it.
"Um- do you think your stepfather has something to do with the fire and the attack?" His eyes darkened and he stared at me with an unknown emotion.
"It's impossible"
"Why?"
"Because it's impossible. Please don't ask me further" he closed his eyes and breathed hastily to calm himself.
I gently grabbed his arm and pulled him to the bed to which he willingly complied. Wrapping his arm around my waist he adjusted himself closer to me and kept his chin on my head.
Suddenly my phone vibrated in my pocket and I picked it up to see Sarah calling me.
"Hey Sarah is everything all right?"
"Yeah yeah we just got ashore and the media is screaming on our face. So annoying" Sarah was practically shouting through the phone trying to over power the loud voices of the media, yelling her to answer some questions.
"When will you be coming here?"
"Probably within few hours. We'll come as soon as possible because your lover boy is dying to see you"
"My lover boy?" I felt Marcus grip around my waist tightened. He lifted his eyebrows asking me what I meant and I mouthed that I will tell him.
"Yeah Andrew. He has been bothering me asking me when we will get to the hotel and whether you will be there. He is clearly in love with you" Sarah huffed in annoyance as the screaming in the background got louder.
"I don't know what to do with him. I know he likes me but what can I do? I'm gonna avoid him so I won't hurt his feelings"
Marcus kissed my cheeks and his face formed into a small annoyed pout begging me to tell what I was talking about.
"Whatever. I don't like him. He's stupid and annoying. Well I gotta go now. I'll call you when we are near the hotel"
"Okay" after cutting the call I turned to Marcus who was waiting expectedly for an explanation.
"Who's the lover boy?"
"Andrew. He has been trying to talk with me for the last few days"
"So you talked with him?" Marcus asked in displeasure.
"Of course not. I was avoiding him the entire time. He likes me and I don't want him get hurt. It's so confusing"
The manager leaned in and whispered something to Blair in a hushed toned. Her eyes quickly rose up to Marcus in fright. Gulping loudly she looked at the manager for help.
She then closed her eyes and inhaled sharply to clam herself.
"I'msorryIdidn'tknowyouweremyboss.I'mstupidandadumbbitchbutcan'thelpit"Blair said in a rush that I had to blink several times to grasp what she said.
"Unfortunately I have to say my good byes for now. Nice serving you SIR!" Blair gave Marcus the army salute and marched toward the kitchen in a steady pace. But when she reached the kitchen she quickly ran off like a chicken on fire and closed the door with a loud thud.
I snorted like a pig trying to control the laughter but failing miserably earning angry glares from Marcus. If looks could kill I would've be already buried teen feet under.
"What?" I asked innocently. He narrowed his eyes in annoyance and walked past me. Following him close behind I held his hand and gave him a cheshire grin, showing him all my teeth. He rolled his eyes at my actions before tightening his fingers around mine.
As soon as we reached the room I jumped on to bed earning a chuckle from Marcus. He removed his coat and sat on the bed beside me to remove his shoes. His back was facing me and all I could think about was his whip marks.
Involuntarily my hands traced the marks through his shirt. I felt him tense before turning to look at me.
"I'm sorry" I quickly pulled my hand back and looked away not willing to see his furious face. But surprisingly he held my chin and turned my head to look at him. "It's okay. You are my wife and one day you'll have to see it"
Sighing loudly I held his hand that was holding my chin and stroked it with my thumb up to his sleeves. "Will you tell me how you got those marks?" Marcus face faltered and he looked down, deep in thought.
"My stepfather"
My eyes widened in surprise knowing that he finally decided to open up to me. "I'm sorry" I whispered not knowing what to tell. My heart was bleeding just by thinking what he had gone through in his childhood. And I hate myself for being helpless. If I could do something I won't hesitate.
"It's okay but that's all I can say for now.
He met my eyes and it was filled with pain and hurt causing an ache in my heart seeing him like this.
Suddenly a thought came to my mind. All the unusual things happening to me, the attack and the fire. It all happened after I married him. Maybe his stepfather had something to do with it.
"Um- do you think your stepfather has something to do with the fire and the attack?" His eyes darkened and he stared at me with an unknown emotion.
"It's impossible"
"Why?"
"Because it's impossible. Please don't ask me further" he closed his eyes and breathed hastily to calm himself.
I gently grabbed his arm and pulled him to the bed to which he willingly complied. Wrapping his arm around my waist he adjusted himself closer to me and kept his chin on my head.
Suddenly my phone vibrated in my pocket and I picked it up to see Sarah calling me.
"Hey Sarah is everything all right?"
"Yeah yeah we just got ashore and the media is screaming on our face. So annoying" Sarah was practically shouting through the phone trying to over power the loud voices of the media, yelling her to answer some questions.
"When will you be coming here?"
"Probably within few hours. We'll come as soon as possible because your lover boy is dying to see you"
"My lover boy?" I felt Marcus grip around my waist tightened. He lifted his eyebrows asking me what I meant and I mouthed that I will tell him.
"Yeah Andrew. He has been bothering me asking me when we will get to the hotel and whether you will be there. He is clearly in love with you" Sarah huffed in annoyance as the screaming in the background got louder.
"I don't know what to do with him. I know he likes me but what can I do? I'm gonna avoid him so I won't hurt his feelings"
Marcus kissed my cheeks and his face formed into a small annoyed pout begging me to tell what I was talking about.
"Whatever. I don't like him. He's stupid and annoying. Well I gotta go now. I'll call you when we are near the hotel"
"Okay" after cutting the call I turned to Marcus who was waiting expectedly for an explanation.
"Who's the lover boy?"
"Andrew. He has been trying to talk with me for the last few days"
"So you talked with him?" Marcus asked in displeasure.
"Of course not. I was avoiding him the entire time. He likes me and I don't want him get hurt. It's so confusing"
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