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CHAPTER 5

WHEN Fatima stopped the golf cart in front of her Cabin, the sky was dark. But the whole Island was full of light so the bulk leaning against the door of his Cabin did not escape his sight.

He knows who owns that bulk even from a distance. it's the same build as her husband, but a little taller, and an asshole.

He walked to the door and opened it with his card key.

"Where did you go?" Marcus asked him as soon as they entered.

he didn't have the strength to face it that's why he kept his mouth shut.

He took a sleeping bag from the bag then entered the bathroom and got dressed. After he came out, Marcus was meowing as he stood at the foot of the bed and looked at him evilly.

It had no effect on him. he was tired because of his directionless driving in the golf car.

He lay in bed, rubbed himself and closed his eyes.

"Fatima-"

"Not tonight, Marcus. I'm tired." His eyes remained closed. "I might really choke you with annoyance."

Thankfully, Marcus stayed silent.

while Pham's eyes were closed, he heard Marcus' footsteps inside the Cabin. He was restless at his footsteps so he opened his eyes.

Her jaw slightly dropped at what she saw.

It was turned away from him and there was no cover. his eyes focused on his strong back and muscular arms. Then his eyes dropped to his round butt and ripped legs. He swallowed feeling his throat dry.

In terms of body, Marcus is perfection. as if its body was sculpted by a very good sculptor. He is handsome and she shouldn't have this kind of thoughts. His brother is his wife. It's inappropriate.

Pham quickly closed his eyes when Marcus was about to face him. and to her shock, the bed dipped and her heart rate fastened.

No! It's not Marcus, right?

He couldn't take it anymore, he turned to lie down and he didn't make a mistake. Marcus was lying on the bed and was looking at the ceiling as if deep in thought.

"This is my bed, Marcus." he said disgustedly. "There you are on the floor."

He glanced at her, frowning. "What did you say?"

He made it difficult. "Lie on the floor. If you don't respect me, respect Martin. I'm his wife."

His stare becomes cold. "Respect?" He smirks coldly. "If I didn't respect him, you might be naked right now moaning my name."

He was insulted by what he said but he didn't show it.

"What makes you so sure that I will be in bed with you?" There was insult in his voice as he looked at her mockingly.

it's a silly smile. "Oh, I'm sure of it."

His eyes were sharp. "I beg to disagree."

He just smirked and was not affected by his sharp gaze. "Oh, come on, Fatima, we both know I can get you naked in my bed."

"That's not going to happen." His jaw was clenched in anger. "I love Martin-"

"Don't mention Martin's name because he's not part of our conversation." In the blink of an eye, he lost it. His face was so close to hers. He smelled her fragrant breath.

he can't look straight at it. "Marcus, get out of-"

"Look at me, Fatima."

He needs to be brave in front of her, or else she will be able to handle him again.

So she looked into his deep tantalizing eyes. His throat was dry. "W-what?"

he wanted to slap himself for stuttering. Stammering in front of Marcus Dela Cruz is a sign of weakness. And this evil man will exploit it.

"Tell me, Fatima," his hot breath hit her face, "if Martin wasn't your husband, would you undress for me? Would you let me see your beautiful body? Would you let me penetrate you?"

She blushed as her heart thundered dangerously inside her chest.

"What are you talking about?" He wanted to say it in an angry voice but it was a whisper that came out of his mouth.

He couldn't think straight from his position with Marcus.

Her body is reacting towards Marcus' body pressed against hers. it's like a fire is starting to burn deep inside him.

"Don't answer that." There was a glint of desire in Marcus' eyes. "I know you would."

He blinked and little by little, what he was saying was sinking into his brain.

his hand quickly hit her cheek. "Don't insult me. I am your brother's wife!"

"That doesn't work on me anymore, Fatima. Martin is dead." His lips suddenly covered hers but he quickly let go. But the tingling sensation was still on her lips. "But my brother's wife or not, I know you'll open your legs for me."

He sounds so sure and she hates him for that.

Another slap landed on his other cheek. "I'm not like the women you walk around worshiping. I am a smart woman, Marcus. and smart girls like me don't hit on guys like you."

Pham knew she hit a nerve because Marcus' gaze turned cold. "I will have you, Fatima, in my bed, naked." He bit her lower lip and whispered. "Bet on that."

She didn't back down. "The only way you can claim me is if you force me. And that would be rape, Marcus."

"I don't rape women, Fatima. They open their legs freely for me. And so will you."

"That will never happen." He said full of confidence.

"Wanna bet?"

He felt something. Marcus looks deadly serious. And serious Marcus is a dangerous Marcus.

"Scared, Fatima?" He taunted.

He looked up at her. "Me? Scared? To hell with you."

Marcus smirked and Pham couldn't help but find him ruggedly handsome.

What is happening to him?

"Two weeks in this island, Fatima, and you will willingly let me possess you."

She was nervous but she remained brave in front of him. "That's not going to happen."

"If I can't claim you within two weeks, I won't bother you anymore and I will persuade Mommy to give you our house. It's all yours. but if you let me penetrate you while you're here in the island," he grinned like a demon, "just wait and see what I'll do to you next."

"Deal." What it wants will not happen. "You will lose."

"We'll see."

He got out of hiding from her and lay down next to her.

he was almost out of breath from feeling so nervous.

Pham has a gut feeling on her stomach that she just struck a deal with the devil.

Pham WAKES UP as if something ran over his stomach. he opened his eyes, they widened to see Marcus's arm and his face buried in his neck.

His fur rose because now that he was awake, he could feel his hot breath.

he gathered all his strength then took Marcus's arm by his stomach and slowly lifted him up. Pepe was praying to the Lord that the young man would not wake up. But his prayer was not listened to, because Marcus' eyes slowly opened and their vision met.

He simply swallowed because their faces were so close. It's making her heart beat so fast. This can't be!

"Morning..." Marcus groaned and hugged her tighter, "...sunshine."

He resisted the strong beating of his heart and strange warmth in his body.

"Marcus, stay away from me."

but Marcus didn't listen. Instead, he pressed his lips against her neck and slightly bit it.

"Marcus!"

He chuckled and licked the length of her neck then bit her earlobe.

Her fur stood on end and she felt a tickle in her belly, and it traveled down to her womanhood.

"Uhm..." he couldn't stop the moan that escaped his lips.

And Marcus took it as an invitation to do more. He straddles her waist and drags his lips down to the valley of her breast.

He held his shoulder tightly. His mind was busy with what to do. he wants to push it because it's not right. He doesn't want people to judge him.

But there was a part of him that wanted to continue what he was doing.

It's been a long time since she felt like this before. It's been a long time she felt her body burst in pleasure.

"Marcus..." she moaned as he massaged her rich breasts. "Marcus..."

Her body went limp as Marcus' hand caressed her thigh up to her waist, then went inside her panties and caressed the lips of her womanhood.

he was out of breath at the pleasure that ran through his tissue. Her toes curled at the delicious sensation.

Pham couldn't stop moaning anymore. "Martin..." his eyes were closed as he moaned. "Martin..."

"Fuck!"

he woke up and his heart was beating so hard that he stopped what he was doing and left the bed.

Marcus looks angry... it's livid. His fist is clenched and it's like a bomb about to explode.

What is it angry about? He should be angry because of what he did.

he quickly got up and ran into the bathroom. Her heart was hammering like crazy inside her chest. He was catching his breath and his hands were cold.

She actually let Marcus touch her intimately. He touched her intimately! Damn it! What was he thinking?! that man will gloat, she is sure if that. It will make him see what happened. And that's because she is stupid enough to let lust consume her.

Is it because it's been too long since someone made her feel like that?

Even! He shouldn't have let that happen!

Jesus! I'm so stupid! stupid!

WHEN Pham came out of the bathroom, Marcus was sitting on the edge of the bed. Their eyes met the young man's. Her heart instantly hammered inside her chest. He couldn't stop its rapid beating. What is happening to him?!

Stop it, Pham!

"Get changed." this command.

He frowned. It won't slap him on the face of what happened?

"Why?" he asked.

"We'll have breakfast and take a shower."

"Huh?"

"Wear a dress."

He stood up and took a towel from the closet, then passed him and entered the bathroom.

he looked in surprise at the closed bathroom door. From inside, he could hear the water running in the shower.

What just happened? He won't rub it on her face?

He shook his head and got dressed. She doesn't want to argue with Marcus right now. he didn't have the strength and he was sure he couldn't stare at her while they were facing each other like he was doing because of what happened a while ago.

Why did I let that happen? I'm so excited!

when Marcus got out of the bathroom, he immediately turned his back because only a towel was covering his lower body.

"Fatima?"

"Hmm?" He pretended to be busy making the bed.

"Stop doing that."

He was stunned. "Huh?"

"Stop what you're doing. you do realize that your delicious butt is facing me. Don't blame me for feeling lust in your position."

He quickly stood up straight and didn't think to face it. His throat went dry when he saw that it was not covered. her eyes automatically wonder below... in between his thigh... and oh dear Jesus, he's big, long and arouse.

"Like what you see, Fatima?" There is sarcasm in his voice.

He shook his head but couldn't take his eyes off her. It is aroused and her mouth is watering for a taste-no!

he shook his head violently.

This is bad. Bad. Bad. Bad.

"Where are we going to have breakfast?" He changed the subject. "It's early morning. Can't you just have a delivery?"

"You'll find out later. And the Island Management wants the visitor's to eat outside and admire the scenery."

he cursed at the wind. "How could I not want to?"

"Look at me." Instead, that's what it said.

He kept his eyes focused on the floor. "I don't want to. You might still be naked."

"Oh come on. It's like you haven't seen that before."

"Are you dressed yet?"

"Yes."

he looked at it and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was already dressed. But he is having a hard time making the upper part of the suit presentable.

Shaking his head, he approached her and adjusted the buttoning of his suit and the wearing of his neck tie. it was easy for her, because she always did that to Martin. You also have no future in fixing the tie. The two are brothers.

"There." She patted the tie, looked up at Marcus and smiled. "All done."

Marcus just stared at him for a few seconds before he nodded. "Thanks, Fatima. But you don't have to do that."

Her smile disappears. Only now did he realize that they were close to each other. He could feel the warmth of his body.

As if he was about to be burned, he stepped back and took a deep breath.

"Let's go." He exclaimed.

Pham hesitated because he felt that Marcus was still staring at him.

Being restless, he looked at her and their eyes met.

"Well?" He said.

The corner of his lips rose and he looked at his body. "You look beautiful in that dress."

for the second time in front of Martin, Pham blushed.

Only Martin has that ability. Why is this happening to him? He shouldn't feel it. He should not feel lust for his wife's sister.

Yes. She is lusting over Marcus. And that's very bad.