I know how Mark is craving with his sexual desires, but I am blessed that he controls his desires only to satisfy my dream on our wedding night...
It does not matter we do sex before our marriage or not; for me, all it matters is how he takes a stand for my wish and controlling his desires only to make my wish come true…
It implies how he is giving value to me with his love.
What can I do other than satisfying his wishes?
So I am accepting all the wishes he is asking for...
He asked me to keep the food with my mouth; I feel shy to do, but when there are only two spoons left, I break my shyness and offer the pasta with my lips, and I expected it leads to a kiss, and it is...
Next, he asked me to sleep with him, I hesitate, but when he makes me lay on his bed, I don't want to hurt his feelings by leaving him alone in this room...
And I am shocked when he asked me to kiss him again in the name of a goodnight kiss...
I didn't hesitate and gave a short, sweet goodnight kiss to him to make him happy with all my love...
And I feel secured and happy when he cuddles me with all his love and care...
His muscular hand becomes my pillow from the past few days, and I really feel comfortable and secured under his cuddle, and no nightmare disturbed me when I sleep under his cuddle all these days...
And his heartbeat is like a bedtime song sing by my mom in my childhood...
By listening to his heartbeat under his warm cuddle, I take a good sleep...
When the rising sun rays are hitting me on my face through the window, I opened my eyes slowly and looked at Mark...
He is still in a deep sleep, and I can sense his warm breath on my neck, which makes me shrills all over my body...
I wish to wake up every day to the feel of his breath on my neck...
The warmth of his lips on my skin...
The sound of his heart beating with mine...
When I lost my world by looking at him, he waked up and looked at me and said he needs to go to the office and maybe late in the evening due to some hectic work...
Later he loses the cuddle, and I lead to my room and get fresh up and lay on my bed by thinking about Mark...
I feel starving...
I looked at the time; it's around 10.30 am...
I get up and comb my hair and lead to the dining hall...
But my subconscious mind is thinking about Mark's uncle and how rudely he behaved with me last night at the dining room...
I hope he should understand soon that Mark and I love to each other and it's true love...
I reached the dining table in between my thoughts, and I am praying all the way that Mark's uncle should not be there at the dining table, and he didn't...
I feel relieved...
Nanny: "I am about to come to your room, beta..."
(Nanny interrupted my thoughts.)
Nanny: look at the time...
It's late, and you didn't have your breakfast yet...
And I know you didn't take proper dinner last night too...
(Nanny always cares me from the first day I entered in this house...
So it's better to share with her that Mark and I are in a relationship...
It feels awkward to tell her, but she deserves to know our relationship, and I am sure she will be very happy about the news.)