SIX: A HOME TO HOME

Marcus took Carol to a nearby hotel; seeing her sleeping so soundly after she had finished crying calmed her.

He had heard from the people he sent that Robert was in prison because he had hit the child of his company employee.

The asshole got his reward, but maybe Samatha will do something to the right Carol come the day Robert is arrested. So he followed her without her knowing. He took his wife to the hotel on the 10th floor; she seemed so exhausted physically and mentally, seeing that she didn't wake up in his arms.

A hotel manager followed and was still waiting in the superior deluxe room.

"Is there anything else you would like, sir?"

"Bring warm clothes for my wife, also bring something to eat; come here after half an hour," Marcus said, unbuttoning his shirt one by one on the side of the bed seeing his wife's regular breathing.

"Sure, I'll bring dinner and sweaters too." The hotel manager said obediently and went to close the door afterward, and at that moment, he exhaled slowly. "Gosh, I almost died of shock!!"

Everyone knows their boss is very sensitive to things that make their eyes uncomfortable. Because coming made him afraid that something was wrong in this hotel made his boss angry, every step he took while following him pressured the hotel manager continuously until he often held his breath every time saw the big boss's movements which was the first time he saw it in person.

Moreover, seeing that his boss's face had a very obvious blue bruise, he asked to call a doctor, but he refused.

....

"Until when are you going to stay asleep?" he asked, seeing Carol move closer to him, their bodies touching. Moreover, at this time, his wife was only wearing a long shirt without pants, only underwear.

He became tempted to disturb her deep sleep, his lips moving to the side of her face. Watching him move restlessly when his lips kissed her ear, Marcus chuckled, enjoying the moment because he could be closer to his best friend. Oh, no, let's change the title to his wife. It sounds intimate and sweet at the same time.

He was getting lower until his hot breath tickled the skin of her chest; seeing no more movement from him made Marcus lower her body, and now his face was facing his wife's chest.

"Wake up; otherwise, this continues to be what I want most!" Marcus threatened in a low voice and brought his face closer to her breasts before returning to face his wife's flat stomach. While his hands lifted the shirt she was wearing higher to reveal the smooth skin of her stomach, Marcus swallowed hard before placing his lips on his wife's stomach and biting it.

"Ugh! What are you doing, Marcus?" she said, realizing that something biting her stomach made her uncomfortable, even though her eyes felt heavy to open. Something above the skin of her abdomen was more disturbing; her hand caught his jaw and looked down. "Why are you disturbing my sleep? Give me a few more minutes."

"No, you've slept too long. I'm lonely; waiting is not a good taste." He said, looking up into her eyes.

"Well, fine, but let me go. This position is too intimate."

Marcus chuckled and kissed her belly, making a ticklish squeak, "It's okay. We are officially husband and wife; why must we keep our distance? Is this no longer a period of social distancing; I can't allow distance to take you away from me, right?"

"You scumbag, man!" Carol got up, letting Marcus hug her waist. "You changed my clothes?" she asked when she realized she was wearing a t-shirt, not his shirt, this morning.

"Hmm... why do you smell like a baby?" he asked, losing focus because of the smell.

"Dunno," she lowered his long legs to the floor but still had to be stopped by a large baby bear hugging her waist. "Come on, Marcus!"

He gave up, "Okay, then we'll eat. I heard the sound of your stomach so loud just now."

After speaking, as soon as Marcus joined him in the bathroom, he was not wearing a top and left shorts walking behind his body. He was stocky and robust; his piercing sapphire eyes sent chills down Carol's spine. Moreover, he walked so close and patted his butt happily.

"Jeez, Marcus!!"

"Your butt looks cute and seduces me, so it wasn't intentional." He said, making excuses, but in the end, he just let go, took a toothbrush, and washed his face afterward while looking at Marcus, who was leaning against the bathroom door staring at him from the reflection of the glass.

The two returned to the pantry table; superior deluxe hotel rooms always gave a grand and luxurious feel and exclusive services that differed from other hotel rooms. Everything is easy here; even The food on the table was still steaming hot.

"Wow, you cooked it yourself?"

"No, but I ordered it," Marcus replied casually.

So Marcus just laid out the food on the table, Carol was already quite surprised, but it turned out to be just an image impossible for Marcus to cook himself. Then both of them ate silently without speaking; he only occasionally looked at her, who was enjoying this late dinner so much.

After eating, she still left a lot on her plate, which Marcus immediately pulled out to finish. The two finally faced each other, and Marcus raised one eyebrow.

"Anything you want to tell me about your crying this afternoon?"

"Nothing; I want to discuss our contract marriage. I have a few conditions," she said to Marcus, who folded his arms across his chest, averting his eyes, realizing how sexy he was.

"You can look at me as much as you want, even if you ask me to satisfy—"

"—Enough, Marcus!!" Carol sighed, realizing how dirty her husband's head was no longer covered since marriage. It only happens when you and I have sex alone, and I allow you to meet other women, too, if you want. Because this marriage makes you bound to me and unable to find the woman you love."

"Okay, is there anything else?" he asked so calmly that Carol worried.

"Nothing; now it's your turn."

"I agree with the first point, but I don't like the second point about separating rooms. You do not just satisfy my lust; you're my wife; there's no way I'm letting you go after we're both satisfied with seductive sex! That doesn't make sense; okay, I refuse it. Then the third point, are you crazy!" Marcus leaned closer towards her, already nervous because she didn't expect that she would reject the point of her marriage contract. "Do you want me to repeat my father's history?"

And Carol suddenly shook her head; she didn't want Marcus to follow in Carlos' footsteps, who betrayed his sacred marriage promise to Sasha. Seeing how Sasha suffers, who holds grudges and wounds because of Carles's mistakes, affects Marcus and his younger brother.

"Okay, then, just the first point. Alright, I changed the second point; you can't fall in love!" she saw that Marcus did not react like before, so she felt calm to continue. "I will think about the third point for now, and what conditions do you want to submit?"

"My first condition has been accepted, we have sex even though this is only a contract marriage, and I will think about the second and third points later." He said after Carol received the rejection of his two points.

"Alright, we will think carefully about those two points in the future."

The two returned to bed to sleep, facing each other and hugging; Marcus took the initiative to hug her. It felt uncomfortable initially, but she drifted off to sleep without realizing it when she felt something warm above her lips. But she was too sleepy to open her eyes and see.