FORBEARANCE

CHAPTER SIX

MARCO FERNANDO'S 

POV

Declining an incoming call from Faith, and  casually   flip through some random channels on the TV, to create some distractions from my thoughts. Ambrose was right about me needing a change, I've thought about making a baby not because of my mother's request, I genuinely think that it  won't be bad being a dad. If only Ambrose know how much she means to me, first love can never and will never die, It took me along time back then to tell her how I felt about her and now it's even worst. Faith is her big problem, little does she knows Faith is more of a thorn in my side, than a rose in my bed. I allow her to know too much, Faith knows everything about how I actually stole Anthony Reily's  money and his company from under his nose. I wasn't short on cash, but once the Reily's remain rich and powerful, Ambrose would've never been mine. Taking everything her father owns waa the only way, he would  have never let her married a Fernando if he wasn't desperate.

I never trust Faith to begin with, but I knew her since I was twelve, I  know Faith can be greedy and petty at times, but if one once of that information slips out in the public, I'm done for. I can't cut ties with Faith, not yet. Only one day to go for that vacation, one promise to make and one to keep.

My phone rung again so I decided to answer it "What's the problem Faith?"

"Its been a while since I've seen you, we need to talk Marco"

"I'm sorry Faith, I can't be involve with you anymore"

She gasps "W-What—M-Marco you must be joking?"

"Do hear me laughing?, goodbye Faith" I hung up the phone and pour myself another shot of vodka. Telling Faith off really lift a weight off my shoulders, the feeling of the deep problems that will arise, hangs heavily over my head.

"Are you hungry?" I asked Ambrose the second she walks in.

"I'm just about to fix something for myself" she took out some left over shrimp pasta and place it in the microwave. "Being nice won't get you a baby" she adds

I walk over to her with the glass in my hands "Hmmmmm really, your the one that fall deep for my good side, now you're rejecting it?" Smiling like I hand a shot of teen spirit, I place a quick kiss on her cheek.

"I didn't fall for anything, don't be delusional"

"Did you inform Sophie that you're going on a vacation?"

She shook her head "No because I'm not going"

"When was the last time we had a great time, just you and me?"

"The day before I left for college and I rather not spend time with, I have my business to expand"

Sniffing the nape of her neck, I waited for that trill reaction that always got her cheeks red, but there was nothing, it's as if me being close to her trigger some repulsion instead.

"I offered to help you with your business, you declined that too"

She spun around and look me in the eyes "I don't need your help, I've studied business too, I'm capable of doing this without your help"

Pulling her up to me a gave her body a seductive squeeze "I know your capable of of handling things on your own, but accepting a little help is also apart of  business"

The microwave dinged, Ambrose attempt to take it out with her bare hands and it burned her "Ouch!, you caused that!" She scurried over to the sink a run her thump under the tap.

"How is it my fault?, let me see" the burn isn't huge but her thump looked painful

She starts to rant "You cause this!, you distracted me with all your chatting!!"

I brought her thumb up to my lips and blow on the heated area gently, she lock eyes with me for the longest time before looking away "So I'm a distraction now?"

She pull her hand from me and grab a bottle of  Welsh grape juice "Don't get cocky,  don't you have work to be?"

"No I took the rest of the week off, so I can  annoy you"

With her back turn to me, she took up a forkful  of  pasta and cools it  before eating it "Go annoy Faith, I love the peace and quiet"

It piss me off completely when she brought  up Faith "Why you keep mentioning Faith?, it's just me and you here"  she says after swallowing

"Because I can't stand her and when I see you, I see her"

"No—Don't do that" I took the fork from her and fed myself some of the pasta "I'm here with you now"

She slap me on the hand "Don't eat my food and I don't need your company Marco, I've been doing without it for quite sometime"

Lifting her up on the countertop, I kissed. I kiss her deep, I  want  her to feel how much I'm willing to change, for our new beginning.

"Marco, your kiss doesn't mean anything to me anymore. When you touch me I use to feel, now I feel nothing"

"Don't  tell me you two are going along with mother's plan" Marcel my older brother rarely comes to visit the family, to him the farther away from family, the better.

I use to think I looked like my father, but older I get the more I look like Marcel. We shared the same looks yet  different in every single way. Marcel posses such a caring and warm personality, I'm  the total opposite  of him. Marcel and I always get a long he's like the lawyer on my case, never giving me wrong, even when I'm wrong.

He's been living and working in the UK, after he broke the news to mother, that he's gay she didn't approve of him, so he left. Marcel is always going to be my brother and I'll never turn my back on him because of the lifestyle he chooses, he's gonna be my brother no matter what.

He placed his bag on the floor and walk over to me and Ambrose "Ambrose it's great to see you again"

"And what about me?" I asked with my arms fold

"Marco I video call you this morning, I haven't seen Ambrose in such a long time" hugs Ambrose tightly and kissed her on the cheek

"You staying with us tonight or your checking in at a hotel?"

He roll his bright topaz eyes "I cannot check into a hotel, when my brother lives in a f*****g mansion" Marcel pick up the plate of pasta and sniffs it "It smells good and is very much still warm"

"You can have the rest, I burned my finger while taking it from the microwave"

"Ooooh I'm sorry love, I hope my brother did a great job of taking care of it"

I smile from ear to ear "I blew on it for her"

Marcel laughs out loud as he took up another clean for to use "How romantic, I saw dad on my way here"

"Where?"

He swallows and then lick his fingers "I thought you were at the office, so I stop there first. He looked surprised to see me, he also told me that, he thought I'd be wearing a dress by now"

I chuckle lowly "As usual our father is making jokes"

"I'm glad you're back Marcel, Marco told the guards that the pool is the farthest I should go" Ambrose look at Marcel with her best puppy dog eyes, trying her best to get him on her side.

"I'm sure he has a reasons for that, You were caught in a romantic moment with another man"

Ofcourse I told Marcel about that encounter, I was so pissed off I had to seek his advice.

"And what about his relationship with Faith?. You do know they've been f*****g all over the place like Bony and Clyde"

"Yes I'm aware of that, I'm starting to think my brother doesn't deserve you"

Maybe I don't deserve Ambrose and that doesn't change the fact that she's mine, she's bond to me. I sacrifice most of my sanity to get her and I still don't understand  why I'm not giving her the love she deserves. I do love her, how do I show her?. I couldn't reply to Marcel, what he said is true.

"Oh, I'm gonna go upstairs and hold—" he look at me with excitement "Is the jacuzzi in my room still running?"

"Yes it's working fine" I told him, he didn't even hesitate to go up the stairs.

AMBROSE'S POV

Marcel is back for the time being, he brought a huge duffel bag so that means he's staying for a good while. With Marcel around, the air will be more breathable and Marco will never cross his limits when he's around, but Marcel won't be on the vacation.

"You look really happy to see Marcel"

"He's the best brother-in-law ever, why wouldn't I be happy to see him?"

He leans perfectly against the door of my room "You do know that Marcel is a two sided penny"

Like it or not Marco is right, this minute Marcel will be on my side and the next minute he's all committed to Marco. "So you  picked up that trait from him?"

He shook his head with a boyish smile playing on his lips as his head hang low "I guess, but we both know that the otherside of my penny—" he slowly raised his head, all that smiling disappears "—is very dangerous"

My heart thumps against my chest from fear, the left side of my body which is facing him has chill bumps running wild.

He walks over to me and place my stray strands behind my ear "You know I only get crazy for you"

I kept my mouth shut, I took a glimpse at his dilated eyes with his lips pursed together, his breath breathes steadily through his nostrils. Scared of his next move and what he'll do, flight or fight response got derailed and my body froze.

"This trip will be very exciting" he then brought his lips to my ear "After squeezing that throat while pounding you, trust me Ambrose you'll love me again"

He left the room but his heavy dominant presence still lingers in the air, a presence that still have me holding my breath.

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Marcel  slows down at the stop sign ahead, Marco is on the front passenger seat, with his head tilt back and his eyes close. I did said I wasn't going to go on the vacation but this morning Marco wake me up, I didn't even get to shower or put on some decent clothes, the oversized tshirt and leggings I'm in now are the clothes I was sleeping in.

Marco is so quiet it scares me, the annoying swooshing sound of his fidget spin, is the only sound in the car.

"Can we stop for something to eat?" This plan came in my head, I could ditch him while they are eating or ordering.

His eyes open slowly, fixing his eyes on me through the rare-veiw-mirror, the fidget spin stops "I've already sorted out breakfast on the jet, we'll be their soon"

He wasn't lying, Marcel makes a left  turn and the view of the jet came into view, I've never been on this one before, the last one we've been on was completely white, this one is jet black.

"Marcel do not burn my house down" he warns as he helps me out of the back of the car.

He lifts me up in bridal style and carry me on the jet "You look scared, I'm not going to drop you"  Marco sits me down on the comfy sofa, he then sits beside me and draw my close to him "You can take a shower while the breakfast is getting ready"

"Okay" I tried to move from him, but he moves even closer, sucking on my neck.

"What do you want?"

Starting at his eyes, I'm not sure of what I want at the moment "I'll have what you're having"

His lips brush along my jawline "You can't have what I'm having, I want you"

Sighing with a shaking breath, I got up "I'll love some bacon, omelet and a cup of coffee"

"Okay I'll let them know"

The freezing cold water race  down my back, as the other droplets hit against the glass wall. I'm on the plane already, the only way I can escape  and it's when we reach to our destination. Marco is smart, he's probably one step ahead of me, I need to be smart about this. Even if  I run off, I would be stranded  into a unknown  place. This is all Marcia's fault, she had know right  to full Marco's brain of this baby making crap.

Big arms slowly wraps around my waist, I'm terrified but not enough to spring and scream in terror. I know its him, he rest his head in the crook of my neck.

"You feel soft as always" he says while squeezing my breast. Not being rebellious is apart of my plan, I'll lead him on to think I've change my mind about everything, get him to start trusting me and then leave.  He kiss me along my neck as his hand runs smoothly over my body, turning me around to face him, he then back me up the bathroom glass.

"You're acting weird, you're not pushing me away—" he lifts my leg over his shoulder, I can feeling his shaft poking against my opening "Don't tell me your done playing hard to get"

I look him in this eyes, tempting him more by biting my bottom lip "You were right, it's really hard to bury my love for you"

He smiles and this time his smile is sexy and genuine, too bad my words are fake.

"Don't bite your lip like that—" he  stroke my  c**t slowly with his shaft "I've always wanted to f**k you senseless in the shower"

"Um......Marco lets save all of that till we land" I thought of a lot of things that could buy me time and this was all I came up with.

"You're right, I do have some interesting things planned" he put down my leg and kisses me on the lips, I kiss him back but I wasn't expecting to feel a little good from this kiss.

I got out the shower before him, I took a sip from my coffee and and look out the window at the blue skies covered with cotton like clouds. If  I  knew where I'm going my plan would be easier to draft up, he's smart maybe he alrady thinks I'm planning to get away from him.

"Looks like you enjoying your breakfast" he dressed casually in sweatpants and tshirt, his cold fingers chase my exposing arms as he stares at me seductively.

"Yes, it tates delicious......where are you taking me Marco?"

He laughs "Don't worry about that, what you should be be worrying about is baby names"

I kept quiet and watch him eat, most men change after marriage and show the evil side of them, Marco on the other hand showed me how evil he can be, since the night we ran into each other. I enrolled in boarding school to get distance between us, but he still found ways to get to me, he is the perfect example of a rose with extra thorns.

After breakfast I had nothing to do, I watched him join about five video meetings, paced across the room three times and came on to me again once. Marco told me to leave my phone because I wouldn't be needing it, yet I'm bored out of my mind.

"Marco I'm bored!" He ignores my complaint once again "If I had my phone I wouldn't be bored"

He looks up from the laptop "You won't be needing your phone"

I roll over in the bed like a kid "Then how am I  suppose to take pictures?"

"You can use mine" he toss it to me and and put in his airpods

I honestly wasn't expecting him to just give me his phone, I quickly unlock it  so I can text Sophie on w******p but to my suprise all the apps except camera is locked. I knew he's one step ahead but this is way past one step. I took a bout a dozen photos of myself, but eventually I got bored again.

Sighing from the bottom of my lungs, I toss his phone on the other side of the bed "If I knew this trip would be this boring, I would have run off to my aunt's house"

"I offered you an orgasm, you declined" he got up from around the work desk and walks over to the bed "You wanna reconsider?"

My eyes gaze over his lips, there are a lot of things I can gain from this little trip, I can make him love me back of try to run away, but I know he'll find me eventually.

"Yes"

He lift my dress up and pull my panties to the side, he rub my legs gently as if has a

masseur. "Ambrose are you okay?, you seem different"

"I am okay, all I ever wanted was your attention" spreading my legs wider I close my eyes, my feelings are all over the place.

I want to escape him, but the other half of me wants to work things out. Hiding the way I feel for him for these past couple days, is like trying not to cough.

Yes I wanna run away from him and tell myself that I hate him but I can't, these feelings run too deep and he knows that.

Please forgive me for my mistakes I'll be fixing them soon