Flash Marriage: Shrewd Wife, Devious Husband
Chapter 123: Losing Propriety

Chapter 123: Losing Propriety

"Birdie..." Tony pecked on her cheek. "Look at me..."

Marcella looked up. Her cheeks weren’t red like an apple (or so she thought) and her false belief gave her confidence. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have gathered the courage to look at his magnetic eyes when her cheeks were burning.

"I love you, Tony," she said.

She didn’t know why her eyes teared up. She was pretty emotional. How can someone take her side all the time? How can he ask nothing of her and do everything for her? How can someone love her this much?

How can she repay that love?

Tony held her cheek. His eyes reddened too. She didn’t know why. At that moment, she saw the toughest man she knew in a vulnerable state. Why?

She knew the answer deep in her heart.

He is happy.

Her love made him happy and in turn, made him vulnerable. She probably is the only person who could see him in a vulnerable state. Vulnerable and yet not weak. He was the strongest man she knew next to her father.

"I love you, Tony," she said. This time she couldn’t even see his reaction as her eyes were clouded. He hugged her. No words came out of his mouth and yet his racing heartbeat against her chest said all he wanted to say.

"You guys need anything else?" Stella asked knocking on the door. She must have been worried after Tony anxiously asked for a first aid box.

Marcella quickly wiped her face and stood up. "No, thanks, Stella," she walked to the door.

Tony stood up and sat in his seat. Marcella opened the door and smiled. "I scratched my hand," she showed the small wound in her hand to Stella. "I didn’t think he would make it a big deal."

"You should be more careful, Birdie!" Tony said from behind her.

Stella laughed. "You should be, Birdie..." she winked. "Ah... young love..." Stella walked away with a smile.

Marcella closed the door again.

Tony smiled at her and patted his thigh. Marcella raised her brows. He surely was not asking her to sit on his lap, was he?

"Come on," he winked. "Sit on Santa’s lap and Santa will grant all your wishes!"

"That’s weird, Tony..." Marcella cringed. Must he make an innocent thing into something sexual? She used to love Christmas times and asking Santa for gifts. Learning that Santa was not real was the biggest disappointment in her life at one point.

"Fine," Tony rolled his eyes. "Sit on your husband’s lap..."

Marcella folded her hands on her chest. "You’re planning on something, right?" she asked tilting her head.

She could see it in his eyes that he was thirsty and she had to try and control her laughter.

"No," Tony shook his head side to side like a good little boy. "I just can’t bear to see you standing."

Marcella looked around. There were no extra chairs in his room. He probably doesn’t meet with anyone in his office. Considering the state his office was in the first time she came here; she could guess why.

She only then took a closer look at his office as nothing looked out of place at first glance. "You’re keeping it clean as I left it!" she exclaimed.

Tony was not interested in talking. All he wanted was to have her on his lap. He patted his lap once more.

Marcella let out a sigh. "What if someone comes in?" she asked.

"Lock the door then," Tony was curt.

"Wouldn’t they all think we are doing something...nasty in here if we lock the door?"

"Then don’t lock the door. Come here."

This time, his tone was a little strong as a command. Marcella thought about it for some time.

Well, they are married. So, who can blame them for anything?

She locked the door as quietly as possible. She made sure the door was locked and walked to her husband. Seeing the bright smile on his face, her heart raced.

What is he planning?

She turned to sit on his lap but he slapped her butt.

"Tony!" she hissed and jumped. Her heart almost leaped out of her chest cavity when he slapped her back. But she couldn’t help but smile seeing his sexy smirk.

She didn’t know he had this dangerous side to him.

"Straddle on me," he said in a deep baritone voice. His voice was deep, his eyes piercing deep into her soul, and his hand hungrily reached for her thigh.

"Tony..." she tried to protest but he pulled her to his lap.

Marcella ended up on his lap.

"Sit properly," he slightly pinched her thigh. Well, he pinched her pantyhose but she felt goosebumps all over.

"I’m on my period. You should remember..."

She said holding his shoulders as she adjusted herself on him. She had a feeling he forgot. His eyes said he wanted more. He looked at her for a moment, held her butt cheeks, and pulled her closer. She almost slammed into his forehead by the sudden force he applied. She wondered if he was mad.

He sighed hugging her.

"You forgot, didn’t you?" she asked. She could feel his erect manhood on her thighs.

Tony grunted and leaned on her shoulder. She couldn’t see his face but she knew he was disappointed. She gently caressed the back of his head and ran her fingers through the short hair.

"You were expecting me here the whole morning, weren’t you?" she asked.

After she professed her love to him he knew that she was planning on offering her resignation letter to her boss. He must have expected her to visit him afterward.

He was expecting her and probably built a lot of scenarios in his dirty mind. Alas, he forgot one important detail. She wanted to laugh at him but she didn’t want to make fun of him for wanting her.

"Just wait a couple of days. I’ll be ready by then, all right?" she said kissing his head.

She could feel the warmth of his breath on her chest. She leaned on his face and let his breath warm her. Slowly, she warmed up too and her heartbeat started to race too.

Clenching his hair, she kissed his forehead. He was warm and even though she was warm, she needed warmth. She kissed all over his face and reached his lips.

His hold on her waist tightened as she nibbled on his lips. She opened her eyes slightly to be met with his hungry eyes. At that moment, both of them only had each other in their eyes. They didn’t care about their propriety.

Tony leaned to her and intensified the kiss. His tongue slipped inside and she closed her eyes letting him take control.

*Knock* *Knock*

Marcella almost jumped up when she heard the knock at the door. It was like the curtain was lifted and she returned back to the world. Tony held her waist to stop her from getting up.

*Knock* *knock*

"Tony!" Marcella hissed in panic.