Because of the compulsion

You're my Last Love

"I don't like, if you－"

"I know .. I'm just being honest. You asked, so I answered."

Viona nodded her head, rubbing her husband's jaw gently making Marshal lower her face, looking at Viona with a cold gaze. "Why should he?"

Viona took off her embrace on the Marshal's body. Sighing roughly before speaking, "I don't know either, maybe－eh, where are you going?" Viona held her husband down. Marshal just looked at him coldly not making the slightest sound. Viona just found out, if her husband is angry without talking feels as scary as that. Usually he protests, but at the moment he is silent.

Before the Marshal moved back up, Viona held him back again making the Marshal sit in his original place. "You mad?"

"Yes," Marshal exuded his dislike, so obvious. "I don't like to hear it. I'm jealous, Ra. Why should he? If it's another man, maybe I can take it, but he ...."

Viona again exhaled a rough breath, scratching her head in confusion. Marshal doesn't want to see it now. He would rather look the other way.

"She was indeed my first love," Embrace the arms of the Marshal, Viona leaned her head on her husband's shoulder. Seeing her husband's hands clenched, Viona rubbed them gently. Marshal still won't budge. "but, maybe .. You could be my last love."

A few moments quiet. They both look ahead. Rainwater is still rushing down to the surface of the pond making the fish race to play there.

"Repeat again!" tell Marshal in a clean manner.

Viona looked up to see her husband. Their gazes met and were both silent without taking their eyes off. A gust of coldness burst out, making Viona even more attached to her husband's body.

"Say it again!"

"What?"

"That was ...."

Viona puts her face on the chest of the Marshal, but her husband does not allow her to raise her head, sulking a little. "I don't think you heard it. Just shut up."

Looking at Viona who had turned her eyes away, Marshal touched her chin and turned her face to look at her again. "I kept quiet because I was afraid that what I heard was just a hallucination. Fear is too hopeful, when it is not real spoken from your lips, but only my delusion."

Viona shook her head quickly, holding the hand of the Marshal that was on her chin. "You're not my first love, but maybe my last" Viona said gently, holding Marshal's hand and kissing the back of his hand.

"really? Am I hallucinating again?" A smile rose on her lips, looking at Viona deeply.

His wife nodded slowly and smiled. "not hallucinations. But, maybe it can," he said there were still doubts.

Marshal immediately heard it. The smile that had originally risen, receded instantly felt there was no hope from his wife. "Stop making me wish, Zahra! You've always been like this."

The marshal pulled the hand held by his wife violently making Viona dumbstruck to see the angry Marshal. He was confused, why would Marshal say that?

"Chal, hope can be realized. I hesitate to do it, but I will try. I have chosen you, difficult or easy, I still have to love my husband, right? I can't be like this forever. Everyone can change at any time. I just want you to be patient for－" Viona's body jerks, as Marshal hugs her all of a sudden.

"I just want you to love me, baby. Not just hope. I want the truth."

"Help me do it!" The closing of the eyes and breathing the deep air filled the chest cavity, throwing it slowly. Viona looked up at the bead in her husband's eyes. "I want to give it to my husband too."

Marshal smiled, raising his hand to wipe his wife's face. "If so .. make me your last love, Ra!"

Viona nodded and sank back into the arms. "May God allow you to be my last love, Chal," he said softly, replying tightly to Marshal's embrace.

***

"Awshh's!"

Seeing his wife grimacing, Marshal immediately moved quickly to him in front of the dressing table. "What's wrong with you, honey?"

"Sickness, shh..." Viona squatted rubbing her legs. "so tripped the leg of the table."

Viona shook her head unwillingly, but the Marshal remained chortled to lift her body. Finally Viona complied until sitting on the bed.

"Why can you stumble? You're careless! If anything happens, how?!"

Viona chuckles to see her husband so panicked and anxious. Though he only stumbled a little, not injured, but Marshal was already worried about it. "So I was daydreaming, so tripped."

"Eat him, if the way do not daydream! Good thing just stumbled, what if you fall? Next time, don't be careless! I don't want you to do anything." The marshal continued to grumble while examining his wife's legs making Viona giggle amusedly.

"I dreamt of my husband. Don't blame me, just blame my husband, why he's on my mind."

The Marshal's nagging instantly came to a halt. He crouched down beside the bed, checking his wife's legs. Slowly he looked up to see Viona. His wife laughed and hit his shoulder.

"Why look at me like?" Viona rubbed the rough face of her husband. Marshal did not blink looking at him silently. "You're possessed?"

Viona's husband snorted while awake, then sat down beside his wife. "I'm seriously worried, but you're joking."

Viona was getting amused at seeing it. "I'm okay, don't overdo it! Just tripped, not got hit by a car."

"I'm still worried, honey."

"Yes-yes, but I'm fine." Viona stopped her laughter, enough to tease her husband. Just when he was about to wake up, Marshal had pushed his body up to his back on the bed and overstretched his body while letting out a sinister grin.

"So you said, daydreaming of your husband, hm?" Marshal grinned again. "I'm worried about you, honey. This mouth of yours always makes me lose my mind." With Viona's lower lip, Marshal begins to look mysterious.

Viona was silent. His heart can't be said to be okay. Always afraid to face her husband like this.

"If I punish him .. what can I do?" Marshal brought her face closer to her, making Viona even more anxious and biting the inside of her lower lip. "I want to feel it, now. Can, right? I want a beautiful night with my wife."

Viona closed her eyes as the face of the Marshal got closer to her. Both of his hands were bent on the chest of the Marshal making him unable to move freely. The little golden on her husband's front dress Viona did as her husband's soft lips greeted her smooth cheek skin. Not just on the cheek, but Marshal kissed the whole part of his face.

"I want to master this, can I?"

Viona opened her eyes as the Marshal stopped kissing her and the touch of a finger on her lips felt toying with her.

"I want to master this, dear," whispered the Marshal in his wife's ear with her fingers still touching Viona's lips. His wife immediately gulped as she felt her fine feathers stand up at the whisper of her husband.

Not waiting for approval, Marshal directly touched his wife's lips with the same thing. Toying with her smartly and with great caution.

"Reply to my kiss, dear!" He's back in control of the game. Slowly Viona opened her lips to let Marshal do what she wanted and closed her eyes again. She did not resist and began to compensate for what her husband wanted.

They were swept away in a game dominated by the majesty who still dominated over his wife's body. The longer it gets hotter and feels so warm.

"I love you, dear" said Marshal. "I want you to be my wife, absolutely."

Viona does not respond, too overwhelmed to compensate for her husband's savagery in the game, until the Marshal's hand begins to fall out of place. Sliding onto his wife's shoulder, rubbing her gently full of passion, and slowly descending to reach－

"Oh, Shit!"

The savage union between lips ceased. Their reflexes glanced towards the door as a knocking sound rang out. The marshal swore, took a kiss on his wife's wet lips and began to swell, before she got up.

Who disturbs his pleasure? Just look, the person who just knocked on the door must have finished in his hands! His emotions instantly peaked upon opening the room door.

"RIO ...!"

The person who was being yelled at immediately retreated away from the door. His heart immediately pounded violently, shocked by the sudden sound of Marshal echoing through his face.

Seeing the Marshal growling and ruffling his hair violently, Rio was astonished. Boss why? He hasn't said anything yet, but Marshal's already taken out his fangs. What happened to her employer?