But to her surprise, Marcus repeated his statement.

"If you agree," he added in a whisper, "I'll go get the condoms. But if you don't want to have sex with me, I won't force you. But I know you want me. Just say it.”

“Stop. Leave me alone," Melissa scolded him even though her face was red and her heart was pounding.

Marcus had only been teasing her. Since she had rejected his advances, he let her go.

But the moment he took his hands off her, Melissa's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground.

Marcus had planned to let her go. But seeing her current situation, he felt the urge to hold her.

Frankly, he was still quite mad at Melissa, but at the same time, he also longed for her.

Before Melissa could say ‘Jack', Marcus shut the door and stretched out his hand to gently hold Melissa by her waist.

The villa was as silent as a tomb. Not even their kid playing made a peep.

Marcus cornered Melissa by the closet and planted a kiss on her.

His hand, warm as toast, rested on her waist.

Melissa melted against his touch just like butter.

Marcus halted, leaning his forehead against hers, and murmured, “Are you feeling good?"

Melissa snapped out of it, blushing Like mad.

When he went for her cheek, she turned away. Instead of flipping out, he chuckled. “Your body is obviously more straight-up honest."

He let her go after saying that and rummaged in the closet for his usual getup.

Melissa eyed him.

Marcus, all serious, said, "There are some lines we shouldn't cross just yet. You'd better keep that in mind."

He grabbed his clothes and left. As the door closed behind him, Melissa seethed on the sofa.

Marcus had some nerve!