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Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Yes, for anything else.
Marco continued to gaze at his wife with a questioning look, "Why do you seem hesitant? Is there some issue or do you want to buy something, perhaps, or do you want to go out?” Marco asked, starting to guess his wife's desires, causing Letta to shake her head. "Then what is it? Say it," Marco asked, hugging his wife's waist, finally prompting Letta to reach out and pull Marco closer, before Marco's eyes widened when Letta suddenly kissed his lips. Not just a kiss, Marco could feel Letta moving between his lips. How her soft lips were now trying to play with his, until Letta stopped the kiss. After that, she gazed at Marco with a flushed face, before Letta immediately hid her blushing face in the crook of her husband's neck, making Marco only able to smile at her endearing behavior. “Ah, I'm really embarrassed," Letta said in a coquettish tone, making Marco gently embrace his wife. "Why be ashamed? Isn't it normal for a wife to kiss her husband?" Marco replied, making Letta shake her
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire May I taste it?
Marco gazed at the red fabric that now enveloped his wife's body, highlighting her prominent sensuality, causing Marco to greedily gaze at every inch of her skin, while Letta could only embrace him and tilt her head back to savor every touch Marco bestowed upon her. "Why are you only wearing it now?" Marco asked in one of his flirtatious tones, to which Letta could only murmur, "Because I am finally ready to wear it,” Letta replied, causing Marco to smile. Marco then began to caress Letta's long legs, certain that she was sitting on his lap, "Is this comfortable?" Marco asked again. "Yes, for now it is still comfortable, we can move to the sofa later," Letta replied with a soft whisper, the warm breaths they exchanged causing their bodies to react to each other, until Marco once again tilted his head to gaze at Letta's blushing face. How beautiful the light makeup looked on his wife's face, making her even more enchanting.Marco then kissed Letta's cheek before locking their lips on
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire I love you
"Letta could feel Marco bowing his body, drawing closer to her core, and the next moment, Letta could only clench her hands as she felt something soft now spreading through her core. As Marco greedily savored her essence, Letta could only moan, softly uttering Marco's name. This only drove Marco wilder down there. Marco played with her core, slipping his tongue, savoring every bit of liquid there, making Letta's core blush and seem even more tempting, making Marco relentless in devouring whatever lay before him. Finally, Marco halted his movements, gazing at Letta who now appeared mesmerizing before him. Marco then reached out, caressing Letta's sensitive side, before slowly entering her, causing Letta to arch and close her eyes, while continuing to play with her fingertips. Marco observed every expression Letta displayed, how she enjoyed it, until he sat up, pulling Letta to connect their lips, never stopping his play on Letta’s core.Marco could feel how Letta began to reciprocate
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire respect Desi's feelings.
This time, Letta did not follow her husband's wishes. She chose to walk towards the bathroom that was indeed in the office space, ignoring Marco's shouts asking her to do the next round. "I have to accompany Freya immediately, dear," Letta exclaimed, now inside the bathroom. "I promise I will take care of her. You can rest as much as you want later," Marco replied, now following Letta's steps into the bathroom. "I don't believe all your words. You will surely leave Freya immediately after getting a call from Pedro," Letta retorted. "I promise to turn off my phone while you rest, and I will accompany Freya. How about it, do you agree?” Marco replied, leaving Letta speechless.Letta then chose to turn on the hot water tap to fill the bathtub she was going to use. Before finally looking at the reflection in the large mirror in front of her, displaying Marco who was now examining every inch of her body. Letta couldn't help but notice how attractive her husband's muscular body looked.
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Time flew by quickly, especially for Letta, who every day observed the development of her beloved child's every movement. This made Letta smile as she watched Freya slowly take her first steps on the grass in their large backyard. Freya looked enthusiastic and warmly smiled at Letta. "Aren't you excited, Madam?" Desi, who was accompanying them, said, making Letta nod her head. "She seems happy to be able to take her steps. She seems to be saying, ‘Hooray, I can run now’," Letta said, making both of them laugh. Eventually, Freya started walking towards Letta, and Letta reached out her hand to grab her little one's hand. Letta immediately embraced Freya, kissing her chubby cheeks, which looked very adorable. "It's hard to believe she's already 1 year old. It feels like just yesterday I felt the incredible pain of struggling to give birth to her,” Letta said, stroking her daughter's head as she ate the fruits in front of her. "Indeed, Madam. Time flies very quickly," Desi said.They
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"It looks like I should just cancel the event and we should enjoy some time alone," Letta said, making Marco freeze for a moment before smiling and pulling Letta closer by the waist. "You look absolutely stunning tonight," Marco whispered by Letta's ear, making Letta's lips twitch. "Shall I just cancel the event and we enjoy some time alone?" Marco said, making Letta playfully pat his shoulder. "Oh, come on. Didn't you say this was an important event?" Letta said, making Marco put on a sad face. "Yes, I did say it was an important event, but if you look this ravishing, I'll genuinely be mad if any man is captivated by you. I can't share the beauty that I should have for myself with everyone else," Marco said, making Letta look at her husband with a puzzled expression. Of course, this behavior of her husband's was not a rare occurrence when he admired her. “Alright then, I'll be the one to cancel the event. You can just go with Pedro," Letta said, making Marco shake his head once
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Marco then glanced at Letta, who was beginning to regulate her breathing. They had now arrived at the meeting building where the party was being held. "Are you nervous?" Marco asked, causing Letta to gaze at her husband for a moment before nodding her head. "Earlier, at home, I felt fine. But after seeing how crowded it is out there, I don't think my knees will be able to support my body. Should we just go back?" Letta asked, making Marco smile and shake his head. "If you're feeling weak, that's not a reason to skip the party. I can help you," Marco said, winking, to which Letta immediately shook her head. "Of course not. That's not an option I would ever consider. It would draw attention. Just coming with you, we'll definitely be immediately highlighted by various media, especially with your behavior like that," Letta said, making Marco chuckle. "Alright, then you can compose yourself for as long as you need. When you're ready, we'll go out," Marco said, making Letta nod her hea
Trapped : I can't escape from the Billionaire Who are you?
Marco then escorted Letta to one of the seats that had been set up for them to enjoy tonight's event with the dishes laid out in front of them. "It seems the party organizer is quite good, as they've provided the dessert that my wife enjoys," Marco said, making Letta smile widely. "Yes, at least at this party, I can enjoy this sweet treat to my heart's content,” Letta replied, reaching out her hand and tasting the melting cake in front of her. The next moment, her eyes lit up and settled on her husband. "Be careful eating that. I might lose control like this," Marco said, reaching out his hand and stroking the corner of Letta's lips, which had gotten some chocolate on them, before licking his own thumb."Forgive me, I didn't intend to tease you,” Letta said, returning to her dish, while Marco let his wife enjoy her pleasure. Marco looked around, noticing a few people openly walking towards them, but he chose to ignore them this time. He didn't have much time for small talk with the
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