Sold My Husband and Bought My Ex-Boyfriend
The Seventy Four

The application again mulu-erroran from yesterday. I don't know when this story will escape. Sorry for the inconvenience. Happy reading.

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Millions of times Vanya tried to convince his heart not to easily melt away against the goodness of Marco who is still mortal. That guy could be just pretending. That was the negative whisper from his heart.

However, he himself did not deny that his heart was currently still soaring that he did not climb the land anymore. This is what he hates from the side of a woman's heart, too soft and easily lulled into the goodness of men who are not necessarily present forever.

Clad in a bone white evening dress, Vanya relax and enjoy the beauty of the night on the balcony directly facing the beach. That night the sky looked blue and fused with the surface of the sea. It is decorated by semicircular moons and scattered stars.

He just finished his romantic dinner with Marco downstairs last night. Now is the time to take a break into dreamland. But again his mind wandered. His heart was pounding as if a little boy was jumping around inside Vanya.

Marco who had just finished changing into a nightclothes quickly followed Vanya towards the balcony where she was standing now. The embrace of the body contains Vanya tightly and full of passion.

"Van ... Can I have it tonight?" whispered the man tickled his soulmate. "So you yourself promised to give it when at the dinner table," he reminded.

"Well, yes" replied Vanya timidly.

"Maybe twice, right?" ask the man to bid. It was as if a lack of feeling was already visible before he started trying.

"Yes, yes" answered the woman in the same language as before.

Marco smiled proudly and dyed the woman's cheeks. "Thank you, this is my first time in a long time imagining. It's finally happening."

Vanya reflexes. "First time what? In what way?" the woman asked half-confusedly while scratching her back head.

"The first time I made love to you was being myself. Usually I always pretend to be fierce and rude, but especially tonight and so on, I will try to be a gentle man in bed. I'll make sure there are only screams of pleasure without coercion."

If rough and ferocious Vanya can still enjoy, then what would it be like if Marco used all his strength. Vanya couldn't help but imagine it. His cursed brain kept dancing in his head. I'm going to see what scenes are going to happen tonight.

"You why Van? Your body is shaking, your arms are hot."

Vanya's just gonna open her mouth. But just as he moved his lips to speak, Marco silenced him by inserting his naughty hand behind the dress. He thought of his favorite object until Vanya squealed restrained. Clenching his lips tightly so that no sighing of anything comes out of his lips.

"Let's go into the room, I can't stand it, Van. I miss ...." Still in a hand that was above Vanya's possession, Marco led the woman slowly into the room. Laying it down carefully until Vanya lay perfectly under her pack.

In his face the face of ayu was clingy. The breath hunting Vanya that hit Marco's face like the most comfortable relaxation fragrance when inhaled by the nose. He's lulled. His soul and body soared to the end of nirvana.

"Van, just say it once. I want to hear that word even if it's just pretend" said Marco gently. "I want you to say: I love you!"

Vanya.

"Say Van! Let's just say it once. I know you don't love me, but I want to hear that word." Marco kept pressing Vanya. He really wanted to hear that word. The word Vanya had revealed to her a few years ago when she first dated.

And it seems too late to realize. Now Vanya feels that the storm of love has come to her life. It didn't take long, he was absolutely certain that his heart had completely fallen. 

"I love you," she shrieked a little. His entire body immediately heated up. His heart seemed to beat violently welcoming the new feeling that came bombarding just like that.

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Next is not. Wkwk. The next chapter appears day or night.