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For the reason that- he doesn’t- completely trust the wife that he had married with urgency. Mark refused to go back to the main house. He had made a; promise to; his grandpa when he was young that only those who are reliable and trustworthy to him can- step foot inside the main house. It was not only Mark- who had promised such a thing to his grandpa but, his other siblings also did. So as long as they didn’t find any trustworthy person who could stay by their side- they couldn’t step foot inside the main house. It was an absurd pledge but, the three of them had earnestly placed it in mind and planned to do it by heart. Their parents weren’t even aware of the; pledge they had with their grandpa and, their parents were even shocked when they heard that the three of them planned to leave the main house.
Mark’s mother- had been in a frenzy when she heard that all three of them had decided to leave the main house and Mark can’t blame her since all her children- whom she loved w
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"Serves you right, you perverted *sh*l*." Angelo then rushes inside Mark’s room and, when he was finally inside the bed-chamber, he started to throw the pillows, blankets, and whatever he could find inside the bedroom. Angelo didn’t stop throwing things here and there until the room had become a complete mess. When he saw- that the room was now in absolute chaos; Angelo stopped throwing things recklessly and, shouted- to the top of his lungs: due to being furious as; to what had Mark done unto him earlier. “That d*mn perverted b*st*rd is doing whatever he wants, how dare he molest me every time we’re left alone, together,” Angelo said while heavily panting because he had messed the room totally with great force and power. Angelo tried to pull himself together, and when he came back to his senses- he was shocked at the sight that he had made. “This is all that perverted bastard’s fault
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The two then exchanged a few words of love and, the two of them only stopped their flirting with each other- when they heard a series of knocks on the door. Angelo then grumpily stomps his feet before treading in the direction of the door. He then rigidly opened the door, and with annoyance, he addressed the person who had intervened with him and Mark’s serious discussion. “What!” Mark’s mother- who was about to knock on the door again, paused midway and gulps; as she nervously looked at the annoyed expression of her daughter-in-law. “Well, I just want to ask if you’re interested in joining me to go shopping tomorrow,” Mark’s mother tried to hide her fear and took a peek inside the room of the couple and, she was scared witless when she saw the chaotic room of the two. “What happened to your room; did the both of you perhaps fight?” Mark’s mother then went inside the bedroom of both her son and his wife, uninvited. She scanned the room and was surpris
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After pondering about what the gorgeous tigress had said: both Angelo and Mark began to pick the items that were scattered- in the vast and expansive cold floor. They were both silent- as their attention was entirely focused- on the task- of cleaning the room. When they were done- with the cleaning and organizing- of the room: both Mark and Angelo felt that; their muscles had become; stiff. They also felt an intense pain in their joints because they had bent over for a long hour- to pick the broken vase and glass that were on the floor. Angelo laid down on the bed and began to stretch his sore muscles and, Mark also followed and laid on the king-size bed. Neither of them decided to start a conversation. They stayed silent that even a pin dropping on the floor could be heard- due to the intense awkwardness between- the two. Due to the calm peacefulness since none of them decided to break the ice. Also, both Angelo and Mark’s- muscles- were sore
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“Well, I wouldn’t get this hard if not for you- to suddenly pounce; on top of me. Then you started- to nuzzle and sniff my neck.” Mark with- puppy eyes directly- looked into; his wife’s eyes and acted as; if he was violated- by her. “And worse, you had fondled my little ancestor- to the point that it had stood like a pole. Isn’t it enough for you, my wife, to take responsibility for what you did?” With reddened cheeks, Angelo tried to dodge the heated gaze of Mark that was focused solely on him. Mark then lifted his chin as if asking him to provide a valid reason why he should set him free. “I didn’t expect that the one I’m fondling was you. I dreamed that some beauty was right beside me, so I began to give the beauty; a sweet caress.” Angelo tried to explain in embarrassment while still on top of Mark. When Mark sees the beautiful blush on his wife’s face, he can’t resist giving his wife a peck on her luscious lips; when Angelo felt th
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"D*mn you perverted b*st*rd!" With a flushed face, Angelo rushed downstairs. Mark’s mother- who was relaxing in the living room was surprised- when she saw the look- of her daughter-in-law that- was as red a beet. “What happened to you?” She straightened her seating position and gestures for her daughter-in-law to sit beside her. “Are you sick or something?” Angelo sat beside Mark’s mother with her head hung down due to embarrassment. The feeling of Mark’s bulge against Aimie’s skin sent shivers to Angelo’s soul. He was shaking not because of fear but because he was angry at what- the perverted b*st*rd did. “I’m fine, mom.” When Angelo remembered that she was in the presence of Mark’s mother- she tried to hide his anger and calmly replied to her. “Then why is your face so red?” Mark’s mother then gently rubbed his back and inquired further but, Angelo only shook his he
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Mark stayed in the room- that was: covered in pink for a few seconds: before marching in the direction that his- wife had taken. He planned to intercept his wife and surprise her. When Mark- is half a distance; towards his room. He saw the back of his wife and was angrily stomping her feet due to anger. Mark chortled before rushing- like a bull towards his wife; he then carried her like she was a sack of rice- on his back. Everything happened so fast- that it made Angelo unable to process what was happening, he only felt that his vision was spinning and that he was suddenly being carried- like a sack of rice. It took him some seconds to process that Mark had carried him on his shoulder. “You, what are you doing?” Angelo began to; struggle because of the awkward position that; he was forced into- by Mark. “Put me down.” “No can do and please stop struggling,” Mark then spank the buttocks of his wife. “You pervert!” Angelo shouted
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“Then that is because of your clumsiness, anyway it’s just for this night. I would not lock you in there forever. Then enjoy each other’s company.” Mark’s mother said before she turned off the video call. Mark and Angelo looked at one another with confused expressions on their faces. “What are we going to do?” Angelo broke the silence between them and began to ask for Mark’s suggestion- of what they are going to do now that they- are purposely locked together inside the room. Mark first looked at his wife intently before replying to her. “Nothing. It’s not like my mom is forcing us to do something other than demanding for us to sleep together in the same bed; of this very room,” Mark stretched his arms and rose from his seat- he then went to the dressing to get change. “Baby, all you need is- to endure for a few more days. It’s not like my mom is going to stay here for good. She’s only going to stay here for a week or two and th
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When Angelo was inside the bathroom- he turned on the cold shower to calm his seething anger. He stayed inside the bathroom for a couple of hours- so that he could avoid both Mark and his mother. It took Angelo two hours to finish the shower and when he went out of the bathroom. Angelo became confused as he had not seen a single person in the bed-chamber. He shrugged and directly went to the vanity table to dry off his hair. After Angelo dried off- the medium-length hair; of Aimie. Angelo then went- to Aimie’s designated dressing room- which is on the opposite side of Mark’s dressing room. Angelo then picks out the outfit- that he had worn when he went to see his own burial- from the closet since that was the only formal wear; Angelo could think of and, at the same time- it was comfortable to wear. With one last look- at the body- he had possessed- on the full-sized mirror- that is found- on Aimie’s walk-in closet. Angelo then exited the dressi
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