Anything For Lola
Justine holds me, treating my bruises, and we giggle at the banter.
Markum takes immense pleasure in sneaking me his bites and getting scolded by Gio. Their relationship is cute. Intimate but not sexual. I can tell Gio is in charge, but Markum is an entertainer.
“Markum, you are ruining her pallet. I made Lola this strawberry tart for tonight,” Gio pushes Markum’s hand out of the way.
“Well, she likes the chocolate mouse I made better,” Markum retorts and his accent shines through, “Didn’t you hear her moan? For more.”
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