Kingston's worried expression on his face became even worse. "I wonder if Marcus has gone home."
He picked up his phone and called Marcus again. On the other end of the call, Marcus was drowning himself in alcohol at a bar. That was a bar that only he and Yvonne knew. That was the place where he kissed Yvonne for the very first time. Step by step, he taught the girl how to accept a sudden kiss from a macho man like him. He also made Yvonne his woman in the room upstairs.
He still remembered how his sweetheart, Yvonne, was so shy that her face flushed like a red tomato that day. She knew nothing and did not understand anything. At first, she was whimpering, but in the end, she was moaning. Later, she wrapped both her arms around him, buried her messy head in his neck, and declared her dominance. "Marcus, you're mine from now on! My personal item!"
Marcus chuckled. "What a domineering person!"
Yvonne pouted. "I am a domineering person!"
"Why weren't you domineering when you were whimpering just now?" Marcus teased her.
"How annoying! You're not allowed to make fun of me. You don't have this right. From now on, only I have the right to make fun of you. You have to do as I say for everything. You have to earn money for me to spend, cook for me, do my laundry for me, and also..." "Also teach you how to do naughty things..."
"How...how can you be so naughty?" Yvonne's face instantly turned as red as a tomato.
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