Flash Marriage Makes A Perfect Match

Marco’s body shuddered slightly and the next moment, with great strength, he took her in his arms.

Carmencita was naturally reluctant, and at the moment all she wanted was to get as far away from Marco as possible, and she struggled in his arms, kicking and biting when she could not free herself.

“Let me go … let me go!”

Marco didn’t give a damn about his strength, his arms were firmly around her waist, and he let her kick and bite him without a trace of anger.

Tired of struggling, Carmencita finally gave in, leaning limply in Marco’s arms, still moaning.

Marco had one arm around her waist and the other hand stroking her back.

When she finally stopped complaining, Marco picked her up and carried her back to the car.

Carmencita stopped struggling and crying, but she didn’t look him in the eye either, knowing she couldn’t argue with Marco, so she let him be.

He bent his head to look out of the car window, and the view out of it became more and more familiar.

This seems to be the way to the Barreda Apartments from …?

The car soon stopped, Marco got out on the other side and opened the passenger door, Carmencita looked at him with a frown on her face, felt a small lump in her throat and asked in a slightly hoarse voice: “Are you getting out or shall I take you?

Carmencita began to silently unbuckle the seatbelt she was wearing, reached out and pulled it away, then got out of the car herself and headed straight for the neighbourhood.

Marco followed her and explained: “Barreda was here looking at houses before and I asked him to come and help me look at one too, it was also renovated, I just never went to see it”.

Carmencita didn’t know that Marco had also bought a house here and was a bit surprised, but she didn’t say anything, she didn’t want to talk to Marco at all right now.

The weather was already getting cold and Carmencita still looked a little thin in her thick coat. Marco, seeing that she was ignoring her, followed her silently.

The dim light illuminated them both, creating a warm glow, and Marco sighed slightly, was he really going to stop liking it?

But it was not up to her.

…

Marco’s house, which has a similar layout to the Barreda’s, is also a duplex flat.

Carmencita stood at the window looking out, and the more she looked, the more she thought something was wrong. … seems to be the Barreda’s house across the street?

He turned quietly to the sofa and sat down, listening to the noise from the kitchen.

Marco had just said he was going to boil water for her, so she went to the kitchen. The man was so rude and so noisy that he had to make such a fuss even to boil water.

It wasn’t long before Marco came out with a steaming cup of water.

The room is still a bit cold because no one has lived here for a long time and the heating hasn’t been turned on in time. Marco is afraid it will get cold, so he boils hot water for him to drink.

“Drink water.

He handed the water to Carmencita, who looked into his anxious eyes and reached out to take it anyway, cupping it warmly in her hands.

Marco’s eyes sparkled with satisfaction and, before he could sit down, Carmencita’s phone rang. He put the water aside and picked it up to see that it was Silo calling, with a few unread messages, presumably from him too.

He looked at Marco, hesitating to answer, and Marco snatched the phone from him.

“Hey, what are you doing!” Carmencita didn’t expect him to come and pick up the phone out of nowhere, so she reflexively went after him and handed it back, only to fall into his arms.

Marco raised an eyebrow and pinned her between his arms so she couldn’t move, and with his free hand, he used it to pick up the phone and brazenly put it on speakerphone.

“Carmencita?”

Silo’s voice came through the phone and Carmencita took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, looked at Marco and said quietly: “Give me back the phone?

Marco ignored her and put the phone directly to his ear: “What can I do for her?This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Silo, on the other side, hesitated for a moment before speaking and asking: “Marco?

There was a flash of surprise in Marco’s eyes, for he had not expected Silo to know it was him.

“Is there anything Mr. Silo needs me to pass on to Carmencita?” Now that she knew it was him, she was keen to know a little about it.

However, Silo was not a man who played by the rules, he paused and said in a serious tone: “Then I’ll ask Marco to tell Carmencita that I’m meeting her for coffee tomorrow afternoon, then I’ll send her the address, bye.

The phone was off the hook and Marco was staring at it with a deadly grimace.

The boy dared to ask Carmencita for a date right under her nose.

Carmencita was furious and reached for the phone, but Marco was quick to raise his arm just enough to hold her around the waist so she couldn’t grab it.

His face flushed with anger, he shouted at her: “Give me the phone!

“No, you understand.” Marco sat lazily on the sofa, holding his phone in one hand and embracing her easily with the other, looking defeated and a little mischievous.

Carmencita frowned, “Are you possessed by Sango? Why are you so shameless? Let go of me.

Marco was non-committal and, after a moment’s silence, he lifted his chin and fixed his eyes on her with a burning gaze: “Then give me a kiss”.

“What?” Suspecting she had misheard, Carmencita looked at him incredulously and met his gaze at just the right moment.

He looked away in panic, no longer wanting his phone.

He must have misheard, how could Marco say such things to him.

“What, no?” Marco’s gaze sank, but instead of releasing her, he used the momentum to lift her so that they were almost face to face.

He slowly approached her and Carmencita felt his breath hit her right in the face and she flinched, leaning on his shoulder with one hand to force herself back.

However, Marco did not let her get away with it.

The two of them were getting closer and closer, so close that she could touch Marco’s lips if she opened her mouth to speak, and she was so nervous that her eyes were trembling, her long eyelashes fluttering uncontrollably, making Marco’s heart feel like it was being tickled by tiny insects crawling over it.

The lump in his throat slipped and, suddenly leaning forward, he kissed her on the lips.

“Thames …”

Carmencita’s cry of surprise was swallowed up immediately, the phone dropped from her hand.

He wrapped his arms around Carmencita and his mind flashed back to the time he saw her change and felt his heart burn.

Carmencita was completely immobilised in his arms and was forced to endure his kisses.

At first, his kisses were just a little dominant and strong, but later, he kissed a little harder and his hands kept adding force, as if he wanted to squeeze her against his body and try to engulf her.