526 Story About His First Love
“Should I carry you?” Marcel asked as they stepped out of the room.
It had taken Arianna quite a lot of ti to clean up and Marcel used that opportunity to shower thanks to Leon’s help, although he didn’t shave and she was beginning to like that five o’clock shadow he was sporting. Arianna has never seen him grow a beard, but it was obvious that it would look good on him.
Arianna cleared her throat – and her thought – and answered him,
“I’m having my nstrual period, not a stroke, Marcel,”
But he ignored her slightly sarcastic response and went ahead to ask,
“How much does it hurt?”
Arianna halted in her steps, she turned to face him with her lips pressed,
“I am not fragile, Marcel.”
“Just let take care of you then.”
.....
Arianna sighed, “You do know that you’re one annoying husband material,”
“Yeah, I know,” He admitted with a cocky grin.
“Cocky bastard,” Arianna breathed, rolling her eyes towards heaven.
“Yeah, thanks for loving my cock,”
“What?!”
Before Arianna could even talk, Marcel carried her off her feet, princess style and she had no choice but to let him be, knowing he would never give up until he got his way.
Thus Marcel carried her over to the living room where Leon was waiting for them.
“You could have stayed for breakfast,” He said to them, amusent lingering at the corner of his lips when he saw the way Marcel carrying her in his arms.
“No, thank you, it’s ti we left already,” Marcel replied blatantly and Arianna glared at him, communicating with her eyes for him to behave before she turned to Leon with a sweet smile.
“He ans to say that we’ve encroached long enough, and oh, I’m sorry for your bed.” Arianna apologized.
“No, it’s nothing. If anything, I should be the one thankful for your enjoyable company, and your help as well,” He winked at her.
Arianna winked back at him, understanding the signal, and Marcel who was quick to catch on the exchange was uncomfortable with that.
He looked at both of them suspiciously, what was the aning of that? Why does that look like Arianna was keeping sothing from him? Is there sothing he doesn’t know? Why would Arianna keep secrets with Leon? He was her boyfriend, shouldn’t he know everything? Questions filled his head.
“We’re leaving,” He decided right away.
“Huh?” Arianna was startled at how quickly he wanted to get out of here. Well, she had Leon’s number and Arianna had a feeling that she just made a new friend.
“Have a nice day!” Leon shouted after her.
“You too, Leon!” Arianna replied to him, while Luca who was trailing after them glared at him and she frowned at the whole interaction. Have they not worked out their differences yet? She even gave them a chance last night.
Arianna sighed, the attraction between the both of them was real and they would make a nice couple. However, this was her limit and if Leon really wanted Luca, then he had to fight for him.
“This is not the car I ca with,” Arianna noticed the new rcedes-Benz awaiting them
when they reached the outside, still in his arms.
“No, it isn’t,” Marcel answered her as one of his n opened the car door and he placed Arianna inside before climbing in after her.
“I ordered them to co with a more spacious one so you could lie down and have a nap before we get ho,” Marcel explained to her.
“We”, “Ho”, Arianna liked the sound of that. They were going ho, it was so sweet... behave, Arianna!
“Co on,” Marcel patted his thigh and Arianna placed her head on it and laid down, stretching out her legs properly.
“This is nice,” Arianna exhaled, “I like this bonding.”
“Umm,” Marcel had to admit that it was kind of nice bickering and talking with her like this. He began to run her hands through her hair, massaging her scalp as Arianna closed her eyes, and enjoyed the treatnt.
They stayed that way for a while with her enjoying Marcel’s skillful head ssages until her eyes suddenly popped open and she told him,
“Tell a story,”
“A story?” Marcel was surprised.
“Yeah, a story about your life. Tell an interesting tale about it that I don’t know,”
“Trust , Arianna, the story of my life is gory and unhappy. It is not interesting at all,” Marcel refused.
“So you don’t have happy mories?”
“I do, but it’s hard to recover under the piles of shit that has happened to so far. Moreover, most of my happy stories are related to my mother and I don’t want to talk about her at the mont.” He breathed.
“Oh, so that so,” Arianna bit on her lower lips, disappointed. However, she had to respect his decision and if he wasn’t ready to talk about his mother, then she would let her be.
“Let’s just...” Marcel took a deep breath, “enjoy the silence,” while he was still talking, it suddenly ca to her mind.
“Tell about your first love,”
“What?”
“The first girl you loved before ! Don’t tell there’s nothing like that, Marcel.” Arianna thought he would have a lot to share with his past reputation.
“No, there’s nothing like....” Marcel trailed off, his brows suddenly arching when he rembered, “Well, there is sothing.”
Arianna’s face split into a wide smile at the idea of Marcel telling her about her first love. She shifted on Marcel’s thigh so she was staring up at his face when he began.
“Well, I t my first love when I was ten actually...”
“Ooh, it seems soone was never innocent in the first place,” Arianna cheered him and Marcel went red in that face, which was kind of cute honestly. Arianna only wished she had captured that mont with her cara.
“Keep on teasing and I won’t say the rest,” He warned her.
“Fine, I won’t bother you anymore, cross my loving heart,” She promised him. Arianna then closed her mouth, eager to hear this story about his first love.
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