Because of the compulsion

Will Not Force

The glare of the luxury of decoration and the boisterousness of the audience made him less focused on seeing the figure. After being ascertained if his vision was not wrong, a speck of pain immediately hit his chest.

"Viona?"

Yeah, she's the woman that Joints love so much. Now he sat in the row of VIP guests' seats, at the front, so that Joints could see him clearly at this time. His eyes were sharply rounded as Viona also looked at him. Her chest again throbbed pain, seeing Viona who looked so friendly with her husband. Even Viona rubbed her husband's jaw and was immediately met with a light kiss from Marshal on the woman's cheek.

They're that close?

The pain continued to hit his chest. The thought of Joints unable to focus, continued to be fixed on Viona who was currently seen laughing with her husband. I don't know what they're laughing at, but it's enough to make her tightness increase. Unknowingly, the host had already called his name. Joints flinched as Fatma, her mother pinched her arm until she regained consciousness, looking at her mother like a daze.

Fatma gave her sharp glare, warning on Joints to focus. He knew which direction his son had been paying attention to since earlier, making him dislike. They did invite Marshal because he was among Arga Mahendra's best business partners. And Fatma is also happy if Viona comes. That way, Viona must have seen how the boundaries for herself and Joints had been created.

"Well, it seems like our male friends are getting nervous, yes," the host was immediately greeted with laughter from the audience.

Joints just smiled awkwardly in response to it. The pain of seeing a happy Viona with her husband brought her own emotions to Joints, so she was sure to obey her parents' wishes. The joint embeds the engagement ring on the ring finger of the partner with a stored grudge. If Viona can be happy, why can't she? The joint had to show the same thing so that Viona would no longer think if she expected it. Although the reality is true, but Joints already feel heartbroken enough.  She will show Viona, if she can also dump her love with others.

***

"Darling, are you okay?"

Viona shook her head and leaned her head on the chest of the Marshal. They're on their way home. Marshal was still worried about the state of his wife, but Viona looked ordinary, only she was a little quiet. Unlike when she was still a party, Viona even asked Marshal to kiss her several times. This made Marshal even more astonished. Marshal thought his wife was doing it just to show him. But, seeing his wife who was still calm, Marshal was not sure of his own thoughts.

"I'm tired and very sleepy. If you sleep now, can you, right? When you arrive, wake me up!"

Marshal nodded and rubbed Viona's head leaning against his chest. It was fortunate that they brought Rio, so that Marshal did not have to drive and could raise his wife.

As she said, Viona fell asleep until their car had entered the yard area of the house, she was still a henchman in her mind. Marshal did not have the heart to wake up. He held his wife slowly so that Viona would not wake up. However, his wife still opened her eyes feeling disturbed and her body felt floating.

"Chal, aburin!"

"Good, sweetie, we'll be here soon." Marshal climbed the stairs still holding his wife. The load is quite pronounced, but that's not what Marshal noticed. She continued to smile after Viona complied and instead wrapped her hands around her husband's neck tightly and her head leaning against his shoulders.

"I don't want to change, tired," muttered Viona as the Marshal put her to bed.

Viona's eyes closed tightly again making Marshal unable to make a smile. He likes the spoiled Viona. "Do I want to replace it?"

Instantly the eyes were rounded and Viona immediately woke up. He went out of the room, but the Marshal held him back.

"Shut up here! Let me bring you a change of clothes."

Viona wanted to refuse, but the Marshal did not allow her to speak anymore, so she kept her husband's words and sat back on the bed with the occasional yawn to hold her sleep.

Not long after, Marshal walked into the room in Viona's clothes which he carried in hand for his sleeping wife. Viona was stunned to see the clothes the Marshal had chosen for her.

"Why is this?" Viona scowled angrily at the nightgown her husband had given her. "Kan, there's a longer one, I don't like to wear this, if the sleep's going to be exposed."

"But I want you to wear that one."

"The chal!"

"That's sexy, honey. I want you to wear that, now."

Viona glared sharply at her husband. He did not want to wear the nightgown because it was only half a thigh long and without arms. Why also Marshal even took the shirt, even though Viona did not like to wear it.

"Yes, no, no need to wear clothes! It's better, and I'd really like it."

Viona took the pillow and threw it at the Marshal. Her husband laughed mockingly, making Viona more reluctant to see him. "I don't want to wear that! Get me another one!"

The marshal shook his head firmly, then carried Viona quickly. His wife revolted in shock, Marshal did not care and instead put his wife in the bathroom.

"Hurry up and put that on!" Marshal pointed at the clothes held by his wife. "I want you to wear it, baby. Once you please your husband what is difficult, anyway. Quick wear, I'll wait outside."

Viona snorted annoyedly at the closed door. He clucked at the clothes he was holding at this moment. Anyway, why did Marshal find that shirt? As Viona remembered, such clothes she kept in hard to find parts because Viona rarely wore them. But, Marshal instead chose the clothes for him.

***

With a gaping mouth, Marshal fiddled at the body of his wife who had just come out of the bathroom. He was stunned to see the dandy that his wife had. The lacy nightgown without arms and the length of half a thigh looks so beautiful to form the body of his wife. Although it still looks loose, but Viona's body can still look beautiful.

"Don't look at me like that!" Viona was uncomfortable with her husband's views. She walked quickly to the bed, where her husband was now silent. Quickly Viona pulled the blanket over her body. He was not comfortable wearing that outfit, let alone Marshal just kept looking at him unwilling to blink.

"I want you right now, all right?"

Viona glared sharply with fear of the Marshal. Her husband was immediately insolent with his mouth that likes to suck.

"Don't fuck around!" Viona held the head of the Marshal that was already approaching her. "You said you'd wait for me to be ready. Don't be like this!"

Marshal was already eager to prey on his wife, drifting away immediately in annoyance. "Ck, I want you now, honey. I can't stand to see you like this."

Viona pulled the blanket until it covered the body up to her neck. Marshal is scary when it's like that. "I told you, I don't want to wear this shirt. But, you forced. Now you blame me or think I'm the one flirting, huh?"

"You tease me!"

Marshal growled, could no longer hold back. He attacked his wife's lips impatiently. Viona thrashed and pushed him with all her might. She was very afraid of her husband.

"Darling," Marshal's voice rattled, Viona grew stronger against her until her husband growled in annoyance to break away.

Viona pulled the blanket until it wrapped her body all by herself. "You find another blanket! I don't want anything to happen, if my clothes reveal."

Seeing Viona's head drown in the thick blanket, Marshal was disappointed. "You stopped your husband's lust again?!"

"Far away, I want to sleep!"

"I want you, honey."

"No, not now!" Viona clutches the blanket so Marshal can't reveal it. She was very unprepared to serve her husband now.

"Darling?"

"No, Chal. I don't want to. I'm not ready yet. Not now!"

Marshal was brushing his hair in frustration. He does want his wife, but he also can't force Viona as he pleases. Probably the same as Viona, they want to do it when they are both ready and willing to do it without any coercion.

"I won't force." Marshal kissed his wife's forehead long before she fell asleep.