Novel & Cerita Jean X Marco

I pleaded again but to no surprise my plea was ignored. The room was beginning to spin, my head becoming light. “He has your eyes Maria, the same eyes of Lorenzo and Diego” he smiled at the thought, his eyes distant like he was looking at a memory before his eyes. He cleared his throat snapping himself back to reality. “Lucien Garcia” he approached Marcus with his hand held out in front of him in a greeting motion. “I know who you are” Marcus clenched his jaw, and I could only imagine he was feeling a world of anger and confusion right now.

he said sarcastically as he took his drink to his mouth again. " Who says nothing happened? " You said it yourself. Did it or didn't it? Marcos had two weaknesses: The first was women and the second was his curiosity. He was not a gossipmonger, but he liked to keep himself informed because having information meant having power. "She kissed me. - He took his drink to his mouth. " So that's something," he insinuated. " It might have been if she hadn't called me Elijah," he said, with a certain frustration in his words.