“Where are we?” I asked when we got down from the lambhorgini while observing the huge mansion in front of me. I can’t believe this. I was having a hard time finding a home to stay in, but here I am in front of a mansion that I never knew who owned it.
“In our residence, Sister Thea,” Isa answered before walking towards us. I sighed. I lost my astonishment at what she answered. It’s better to have nowhere to stay than to step into the house of someone who doesn’t want me to go there either. I don’t even know why I’m here. I turned my eyes to Ismael, who had been waiting for me to look at him. I’m still mad at him.
“Jothea,” he called me.
“What is it now?” I asked, annoyed. Because of what he did earlier, I couldn’t do anything but go with them, even though I didn’t know where I was going. And why would he think to kneel before me? Am I a god?
“I am really sorry I got you upset. I will explain everything to you later. I promised. Let’s go inside first.”
I was just staring at him when I let out a sigh. “Don’t try to lie to me.”
I braced myself even though I was slowly getting an idea. Is this what Isa told me last time about the family dinner? I am not prepared for this. I even look like shit right now. How can I present myself decently?
He started walking, and I just followed. We passed through the stairs made of precious stones. I even turned around to see the path we took, and I was too stunned to speak when I witnessed the vastness of the land that they owned. Everything was green and gold.
A wide door welcomed us. Even the floor is made of expensive marble with unique paints. I never thought I would be able to step on this. I never knew that this guy in front of me was fucking wealthy.
“Good evening, Sir Ismael. Your parents are not yet at home. They will be here tomorrow at seven p. m. You want me to lead you to your room?” greeted a man with several other men lined up at the door. There were also women there, and they kept glancing at Ismael and me.
“No, thank you. Tell my parents that summoning me here will not change my decision. We’ll just stay for a night,” Ismael said before he held my hand.
I felt nervous. I can’t wait to find out the truth. We walked up the stairs with the red carpet laid out. Even the pillar of the staircase has elegant decorations. Shit. How am I supposed to take this?
Ismael opened the wide door of a room. He let me in and closed it again. What welcomed me was a simple room, like an old-roman style. I was amazed by the furniture and every detail in each of them. What kind of family is Mondalla? This is fucking unbelievable. How did he hide this from me?
My eyes landed on Ismael who was currently changing his clothes. Is he trying to appease me with his body? Did he mean for me to see?
“Aren’t you going to explain everything just like you promised? What is this? I can’t understand. Why am I even here?” I asked one question after another. He faced me when he finished dressing.
“My parents summoned us here.”
“Your parents?”
He approached me. “They want us to get married.”
“What?” I was even more confused by his explanation. “What do you mean they want us to get married, Ismael?” My forehead furrowed as I tried to understand what he said, but fuck, even if I tried to, I just couldn’t. I am lacking information about what’s going on here.
He sat on the bed, patting the space next to him. “Come here; I’ll calm you down while explaining.”
My teeth clenched as I heaved a deep sigh. Even if I want to be stubborn, I need his explanation more. He turned to me and touched both cheeks. “I told you before, right, that I have divorced parents?” He kissed my cheek.
“That was because my dad wants to have a lot of children. After Isa was born, my mother couldn’t bear a child anymore. So, to have another wife legally, my father married again,” he explained, as he pressed his lips on my other cheek.
“And now, with his second wife, they produce ten more children, which are my half-siblings.” He kissed my nose.
“And what does it have to do with your life?”
“They want me to get married because, as the firstborn, they want me to manage everything, especially their wealth and properties, and it is my right. They also want to pass it on to the next generation, so they want me to get married, but I don’t want that to be my sole purpose to marry someone; that’s why I never agreed.” He touched his lips to my forehead. “I don’t want you to feel that I used you, Jothea. I will marry you because of love, not because of money.”
I exhaled and continued to listen to him even though I didn’t understand much.
“Jothea, I was ignoring you these past few weeks because they are trying to track me down and especially you, my woman.” His voice showed that he was sincere in what he confessed. I tried my best to maintain myself. “I don’t want them to use you.”
I gazed upon him carefully. “Then you should’ve told me. I feel so dumb, Ismael. It was you who told me to tell you everything that bothers me, but it was you who never did it the same way,” I stated.
“Because I don’t want you to worry about it.”
“But I want to worry about you too, Ismael! I care for you! All this time, I was blaming myself if I lacked something, which made you hate and ignore me when the truth is here. You should’ve told me.” I was clinging to his clothes. If only I knew that he had a reason and could avoid me, I would be willing to help. That’s why I also told him about Raviel because I wanted to follow his instructions. “Our relationship is a give-and-take, Ismael. It’s not always you; I’m here for you too. You can also take something from me, and I will give it to you willingly.”
“I’m sorry.” He met my eyes. “I’m sorry that I made you feel bad. I also wanted to punch myself when I heard about what took place in your house. I was eaten by my regrets. I was supposed to be there with you. I’m so sorry.”
Repentance was on his face. Even for me, he was able to tame to be forgiven. I completely calmed down and lost my anger because of his delicate touches and full of warm kisses.
I’m secretly smiling because I’m like a forgiving madman; with just a kiss and an explanation, I am now coming back to my senses immediately. But that’s not enough; I want him to end our conversation with a kiss on the lips.
I watched his lips, and he noticed it. “Do you forgive me?” he inquired.
“Not yet.” He frowned, but also smiled when I moved away from him and leaned against the headboard. “Please me first.”
I spread my legs between him, which made him look fascinated by my sudden aggressiveness. I also lifted my clothes so he could see which part I wanted him to please me.
“Eat me like before, and then I will decide if you’ll be forgiven.”
He crawled near me, and a scream left my mouth when he suddenly pulled my legs. “As you wish, my lady.” He looked down and kissed my skin behind the undergarment. The thin fabric is now wet because of his warm saliva, which is licking my part.
I clung to the soft pillow while looking up. Shit. I was the one who asked for this, but why am I feeling weak and wanting to surrender?
“Ahh… Ismael…” I moaned when his tongue trespassed on my property. I felt a sudden wick of pleasure. The electricity from his wicked tongue is sending a different kind of shock to my brain. I’m shaking.
“This is what you wanted, didn’t you?” He teased me as he continued to lick and suck my bean. He is holding my thighs like I am his favorite course he enjoys eating.
I was clinging to his head. I can’t do it anymore. I felt like I was about to come out as he quickly kissed and licked me. I pulled out of him when I felt the tension between my thighs, and I came out for a moment.
I was breathless when I looked at his face. He’s smiling like an idiot. He climbed next to me. I thought he was done romancing me, but not yet. “I want to see your face to be sure that you’re in pleasure.”
I felt his finger on my jewel. He plays with my clit. I couldn’t stop biting my lower lip while staring into his eyes.
“Ahhh!” He slides his middle finger inside. I was clinging to his clothes. Shit. He knows what to do. He’s doing it right. “S-stop, Ismael… It’s e-enough,” I stammered.
But he never did what I said; instead, he teased me by thrusting another digit into my flesh. “What is it? I didn’t hear you.”
“Y-you can stop now.” I grabbed his hand to remove it, but he kissed my lips, so I lost my thoughts. I don’t know where to turn myself. Even my feet can’t be still with the delicious feeling.
“We’re not stopping, baby.”