FORBEARANCE

CHAPTER FOUR

Shaking in his arm, my body got weak. Every inch of me feels sensitive, my mind couldn't process what happened properly. I reach for the glass of water and took a gulp, my screams and moans left my throat feeling dry. He look at me as if this didn't happened, he clicked off the TV and shut his eyes to sleep.

The sun came through the window and taunt me, I wanted to block it but if i move that sore feeling would kick back in. Taking on deep breath of determination I sat up in the bed I was chained to, Marco looked like he left early and I was hoping he would. Getting off the bed, I found my clothes that I had on before and put the on. Deep down I feel like a one-night-stand, even though the real part didn't happened, I could have avoided that trouble, I was stupid.

Some aspects of it did feel good, him sucking on my breast was everything, having multiple orgasm behind each other, felt good yet tiring. After taking a hot bath, I went downstairs and made a sandwich for breakfast.

I was yet again posted on the shade room's page. The picture of Marco and I exchanging that kiss seem to be a problem, some had a problem with my too casual outfit, and the others a judging my cook skills because they think, I'm feeding Marco on McDonalds. I'm never the type for drama so I just leave everything to time.

Turning on the Tv, Clever news came on "So Ambrose Fernando is in hot water yet again, she was seen exchanging a passionate kiss with her husband, who had a McDonald's bag in had-

"People are saying, she can't cook, but I don't see a problem. Everyone loves some McDonalds" The reporter continue with other news until Marco's face comes on screen.

"The Fernando's just can't seem to shake of trouble, Mr. Fernando was caught going into a car with Russian model Faith Smirnov. So are the rumors true about them dating?. Catch you next time I'm

your-"

Clicking off the TV, I pour myself a glass of milk and finish up my sandwich, I couldn't care less what he wants to do. Today is Marica's birthday, she'll be fiftythree. A party will be held and the Fernando's Estate tonight to celebrate. Being the first and only McKnight to set foot on that property I have to be there. Marco's dad took a long while before accepting but now he'll be the first to rush to hug me. The only bad apple in the family is Marco.

Going through my closet looking for something real good to wear, I first come across a nice silky peach dress, ive never worn it before so tonight will be the first. After getting dress I stood at the top of the stairs to fix my diamond earrings, a present I got from Marco. He set his eyes on me, watching me as I descend the stairs. Marco has on some nice black pants with cuts at the knee, he then makes this security pose not looking away from me. Stepping off the last step, I tried to pass him but he stopped me.

"Don't you think, this dress is too short?"

Keeping my eyes on his gold and white designer shirt, thrills tear through me when he spoke "The dress seems fine to me"

Marco took his hand kerchief from his pocket and drop it to the floor "I'll be the judge of that, pick it up"

My eyes grew wide "What?"

"You heard me clearly Ambrose"

I knew to my heart my dress is too short, why didn't I just agreed in the first place.

I stoopped down to pick up the kerchief but he stop me "Not like that, bend over and pick it up" he demands.

I bend over quickly and pick it up "I can see up your legs, go find something else to wear.

"B-but, I'm not a child Marco"

"You were crying like a child last night, so why not treat you like one. Go change"

After running through my closet again, I found a blood red off shoulder all-in-one pantsuit, going to the bathroom will be ruff tonight but this outfit will do.

"Now this looks more like it, Wife" he took me by my hand and lead me out to the car. Like the gentleman he's impersonating, he opens the door for me and helps me in. For the rest of the ride I kept quiet, his dominant presence hangs heavy over me as his quick glances made me realize that he's checking me out.

His hand found my thigh, he moved it up closer to my groin and gave it a  squeeze "You look beautiful"

"Thank you—you look nice too" he smirks and caressing the area he has his hand on. He grip my s*x and I sprung in shock.

A smile plays across his lips "Don't be surprised, its not the first time I'm touching you"

I tried to move his hand "Aren't you suppose to be driving, two hands on the steering"

He slowed down behind the traffic infront of us and lean over to me "A kiss would be nice" he touch his lips "Right here"

"I don't know where those lips have been"

"Come a little closer  and  I'll tell you where I want them to be" He chuckles and continues to drive as we both kept silent.

We got to Marica's birthday party right on time, everyone is now greeting and exchanging mutual respect. Fine wine along with expensive champagne to cater to everyone needs is being served, Marcia walks over to me dressed in a nice white sheath dress, she looks even younger with freshly cut bangs and nice jewelry to tame her neckline.

"My wonderful daughter, I'm glad you're here" she hugs me tight "You look wonderful"

"Quit talking about me" I took her hand and gave her a small twirl  "You look fabulous mother,Happy Birthday!!"

"Thank you" she then kiss Marco on the cheek "Son I hope you're taking very good care of Ambrose, you too suit each other"

"Yes mother I know"

"Marcia, Leave the young people alone" he peck  her on her lower jawline "Ambrose you look great, Marco is a handful since birth but you've been keeping him in check"

"Of course father, it's the same for you with mother"

The party kept climaxing perfectly right after Marcia cut her cake, standing by myself at a corner I watch as other couples dance and have fun, the wine was tempting but I swore to myself on my way here, that I won't put a glass at my lips.

Someone took me by the hand and pull me in the shadows, this scent couldn't hide not even if it wanted to.

"You look wonderful tonight, I know I've told you that earlier but  still—" his breath fans my neck as his hands went around my waist. I ignored his compliment, being in the shadows with him baring me in to a wall, seems familiar to that night I declined his offer to dance.

"It seems you've lost your voice screaming"

"My voice is perfectly fine" sigh "Can you step back, I have to attend the rest room"

He chuckles with his lips against my neck "Fine, hurry"

I didn't want to pee, I just wanted to get away from him. Looking at myself in the mirror, I quickly wet my flush cheeks and dry them.

"Ambrose, you look" she harden her face "Nice" I'm happy Marco told me to change the dress, Faith is wearing one  exactly like mine

"I'm sorry I don't take compliments from whores"

"Whores you say?" She laughs "This w***e is doing a pretty good job holding your husband"

"Well I'm not worried about that Faith, if I want him I can have him-" smiling genuinely at her, I look her in the eyes  "—But I'm not thirsty for anyone's husband or mine"

"That's because you can't handle what he has to offer"

"No, he can't handle what I have to offer and that's love" I move pass her then look over my shoulder "You know it too, the only reason why he's running to you is because he scared of love, all you offer is s*x Faith.

I left her in her thoughts, I got back to the party I was looking forward to see Marco's brother tonight but he didn't show.

"Ambrose have some cake, I know its not healthy for the baby but still have some" Marcia says infront a group of people

"Ummm....."

"Ambrose you're pregnant!!, congratulations!" Stella chimes

"Mother what are you doing?" Marco says through clenched teeth.

"Oh sorry, they wanted to keep it a secret but you know my running mouth"

"I'm sorry everyone but Ambrose is not pregnant as yet, my mother is just a little jumpy"

They all laughed and finish enjoying the cake, Marco holds me against his chest "A thank you would be nice"

"I just ran in to Faith"

He looks at me with bored eyes "And?, she's a friend of the family, she's not here because of me"

"She more than just a friend Marco, She's the woman you're having your fun time with"

His face got stern "You remember when you first came over here" he adds trying to switch the subject.

I remember clearly, he picked me up from school to be more frank he forced me into his car and drove me to his house. He dragged me up to his room and push me on his bed, I was scared but all he did was hold me comfortably and watched movies.

I fell hard at that moment, Marco was gentle and caring towards me. After all the rumors I heard from the other rich kids, about his violent psychotic acts. I felt honored to see and enjoy the calmer side of him, that day he showed me he's capable of love. Everything do comes with a price, at the cost of understanding him that day, he got obsessed with me because even after what happened on my birthday, I still forgave him thinking that, if I  just waited a little more he'll be completely mine.

"I remember perfectly and what does that have to do with anything?"

He look me in the eyes without bracing the stare "Do you still love me Ambrose?, Do I still make your stomach flutter when I'm close?"

"Marco all of that was back then when you. Back when you loved me to, now your just scared of showing me that you still have feelings for me. You're scared Marco"

"I'm not scared" his hold on my waste got rough "I told you to have patience Ambrose"

"The more I wait for you the more I suffer, Marco my patience ran out the day you told me you don't care for my feelings towards you. You left and came back three years later to marry me even if  I said no"

He cup my face nicely and engaged a deep kiss, my heartbeats quicken an my body has tiny tingles running through it, my legs got weak when he adds his tongue, getting light headed from a kiss is so weak of me.

Gripping on to his arms I pull back from the kiss "Marco-" he kiss me again and this time with pure dominance, my insides are burning and he kept adding fire.

"Your heart is beating fast, your legs are weak and you're breathing fast. You still love me" he says confidently after breaking the kiss.

"A-A kiss doesn't justify whether I love you are not"

"It does for-"

"Aren't you two the perfect couple" Faith cuts me off to say

"I thought I talked to you already in the bathroom, why are you interrupting?"

She looked at me "Excuse you Ambrose, I'm here to ask Marco if he's stopping by tonight"

"I should leave then" was the only thing that I could say.

Marco pull me into him firmly "No your not leaving, Faith if you'd excuse me and my wife have some unfinished business" with me glued to side he walks over to the balcony.

"You didn't have to do that!"

He sighs while kissing me neck and collarbones "We were rudely interrupted, I would've done it twice"

"Marco stop kissing on me like that" my voice went faint "Stop"

He backed away and look at me under dreamy hooded eyes "Forgive me, Its been so long since I've—" he grip my ass and start sucking on my neck again

"Marco, please" It felt more than good but the more his erection poked me, the more I wanted to back away.

He pull me up firm against his bulge "I'm scared of love and you're scared of facing it again"

"Marco please, let's go back to the party"

With his stubbornness he lift me up and place me on the flat ledge of the balcony, standing between my thighs. Holding onto him tightly he kiss me again.

"Frederico!!"  He palm my hair and tilt my head back, the moment I react to the pain he stuck his tongue down my throat.  For some reason my body reacted to everything nicely, the tugging of my hair feels good and the kiss Is on another level.

"My middle name is not something to play with Ambrose"

This man is like hot and cold, he has this side of him that'll love and care, the part of him he really shows and then he can be cold hearted  and vile.

"Can we go back inside, I'm cold"

"Trust me Ambrose, I can make you hot and   soaking wet  at this exact spot"

"We need to get back to the party before some notice we are missing"

"You're not a kid anymore Ambrose"

He's right, I use to be scared of being behind close doors with him, I was scared of getting caught with a Fernando and I was also scared that if I don't stay with Marco, he'd tell everyone what we've done.

"But still, its your mother's birthday"

He sighs and took me down for the ledge "Your one lucky woman"

We got home safe, I kept my distance and make it to my room. Locking the door instantly as I walk in, a huge sigh of relief came out of me. I did my usual routine and got into bed.

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MARCO'S POV

"Ambrose" I call for the sixth time from outside her door. I heard a loud thud right before the door opens.

"Marco what is it!?" She stands in front me in oversize tshirt and bare legs.

"I heard something, come with me"

"Its late Marco, something slack might have fell off some where" She tried to turn back but  I took her by the hand and lead her in my room.

"Oh no you're not smart!" She rail towards me with force, catching her nicely lift her up by the waist "You tricked me"

Pinning her against the wall with her legs around my waist, I cuff her arms over her head "You got me thinking long and hard about us"

"Marco I'll call the cops, get off me!!"

Kissing along her neck and jawline, she took a sharp breath "The cops, Ambrose I can grab the cuffs if your intrested in that"

I kissed her long and passionate on the lips, she fought  back only a couple of seconds before falling hard for seduction. Placing  her on the bed, I took her tshirt off and continue to caress her breasts. With her eyes closed and her bottom   folded in her mouth, she place her hands on my naked chest.

"Marco" 

Slowly pulling off her panties, I couldn't help myself I had to peck her stomach and inner thighs,

"Open your eyes Ambrose—" she squirme a little bit the slowly open her eyes. "—Don't be scared"

Kissing along her inner thighs, I spread her legs wider than and peck her on the c**t. Its been a while since I've been down this low, Ambrose's the first and only person I ever go down on. She arch slightly when I gave her  slit a long lick, she place her arm over her eyes and moan lowly. Starting out slow, I continue to give her long licks from her slit up to her c**t. Picking up the pace I dug deeper eating her out passionately.

"Marco!!" She arch her back and lock my head between her thighs "AAaaah Jesus!"

Spreading her super wide again, I enter a finger, stroking her nicely. Tight and full of warm wetness, I push deeper sending her long strokes.

"Talk to me Ambrose, how does this feels?"

She swallows hard and start to grind on my finger, to a rhythm that took our little section beyond what I was expecting. I add another finger and the look on her face told me she loves the feeling. Licking her c**t with the same speed as my fingers, Ambrose lost it.

Gripping on to the bed sheets she arched her and grind harder against my fingers "Marcoooooo, don't stop!!!!"

She's about to come, I can feel it. I looked at her and regretted what am about to do. I remove my fingers and pull away from her, she looked at me with shock eyes.

"What!—What are you doing?" She  grab me by the arm and pull me down back onto her "Why'd you stop?"

"Why should I continue?, you told me your love for me died"

She wraps her legs around my torso  and kiss me, with her hands holding tight around my neck, she kept on kissing me. A kiss that accept, my heart made a huge thud  and that feeling of why I chose her came back.

"Marco you know I can never unlove you—" 

I know she can never stop loving me, but what if she actually gets fed up and stop loving me?,

What if  she gets tired, of me not telling her how much I love her or giving her the love she deserves?

What if she's tired of waiting?

"—You told me to wait Marco, don't make  me wait too long"

I kissed her again,  I'll admit to myself that I'm scared of loving her fully, my kind of love is dangerous. Ambrose love is so pure I'll never want to intoxicate it with my toxic ways of loving. Her body feels warm against mine, the heat of our kiss is burning hot she had to give my access to her neck. Her lips is what I want, her mouth is what I want to taste. I took her lips once more,  kissing her with all my hidden feelings and  words I find hard to say.