At home
Selva threw herself onto the bed. Today's events had both annoyed and embarrassed her.
How will he show his face in front of his uncle?
Selva immediately got up to take a shower, being touched by Alex was truly disgusting for her.
Selva will not forget what happened today, he will really avenge the actions of Dane who has trapped him.
After some time, Selva came out of the bathroom, shocked when she saw Mark sitting on the edge of her bed.
"Uncle?" Selva muttered in confusion.
Mark looks flat and scary right now.
Selva held her towel tightly with fear and anxiety.
"Why did you come to the brothel without telling me? Why didn't you invite me there? Why did you go alone? What if I didn't follow you? What if something happened to you?" Mark's long, drawn-out rant, which undeniably revealed that Mark and Arden were very similar.
Their argument was lengthy. Now, Selva was convinced that Mark and Arden were truly meant to be siblings.
Selva approached Mark, standing not far from him.
"Sorry, I thought Alex was really hurt," Selva said quietly and a little afraid of Mark's current facial expression.
Mark took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, realizing that Selva seemed scared of him.
Mark grabbed Selva's hand to bring her closer to him, "Next time don't go alone to the brothel, invite your friends or just tell your parents, don't go there without telling anyone, it's all full of depraved people, what if you get trapped like before?" Selva nodded in understanding and understood why Mark was so angry.
Because his parents entrusted him to Mark.
Selva stared at her hand, which was tightly held by Mark. Her heart was pounding furiously, but Selva tried to stay calm even though she desperately wanted to jump.
"For what I said earlier... Uncle won't be angry, right?" Selva asked, stuttering a little.
Mark deliberately teased, "Which one?" Selva narrowed her eyes when Mark pretended not to know.
Selva angrily hit Mark's muscular shoulder.
Mark laughed and pulled Selva's hand until the distance between them was reduced to almost nothing.
Both of them were silent, their gazes met each other closely, the silent and calm atmosphere began to create a different atmosphere at this time.
"If it hadn't been my uncle, would you have done the same thing? Claimed another man as your future husband?" Selva shook her head slowly, though a little hesitantly.
Mark held back his smile still with a fixed gaze on Selva's beady eyes.
"Next time don't just kiss random men, you don't know what they're thinking," now it was Selva's turn to tease.
She tilted her head slightly with a teasing look at Mark and asked, "Then what did you think when I kissed you earlier?" Mark was silent for a moment.
Before he pulled Selva's hand to the bed and pressed down on her slender body.
Selva looked shocked, nervous and confused.
"So wild, that uncle wants to have you alone," Mark answered honestly and gently, making Selva surprised for a moment by his previous statement.
Selva was scared but she felt calm, she was nervous but happy, how to express her feelings at this time.
Mark, who could no longer think clearly apart from Selva's lips, immediately devoured those pink lips a little wildly and savagely, deep and intensely and very roughly.
Selva held Mark's broad chest because it was difficult to breathe and she couldn't keep up with Mark's truly ironic moans, which were not only wild but also deep.
Mark, with his breath roaring, stared into Selva's eyes, trying to control himself at this moment.
"If only you weren't my uncle's nephew," Mark paused for a moment.
"Uncle has married you right now," he continued, immediately getting up from Selva's body.
Selva breathed a sigh of relief as Mark left her body, her breathing returning to normal and a little more relaxed.
Mark then walked out of Selva's room.
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That night, Selva really couldn't sleep after what Mark said earlier.
It was already 1 o'clock in the morning, but Selva's eyes were still really fresh and there was no sign of drowsiness whatsoever.
Selva immediately got up from her bed with an exasperated sigh.
"What's wrong with me," he snapped in annoyance when he couldn't close his eyes after Mark's words.
Selva got out of bed and decided to eat, hoping she could sleep soon after this.
But as soon as he came out, he found Mark sitting on the couch and watching TV.
"You haven't slept yet?" Mark asked, which made the atmosphere a little awkward.
Selva shook her head, rubbing the back of her neck. Her long hair, which hung down in front of her, managed to hide the blush on her cheeks.
Selva awkwardly walked over to Mark and sat beside him without leaning on the sofa.
"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Selva asked as she saw the coffee cup.
Mark sighed softly and replied, "I don't know. It's suddenly hard to close my eyes." Selva swallowed her saliva, why was it the same with her.
Selva just nodded, forced to watch the football.
Mark looked at Selva's back and asked, "Why aren't you sleeping yet? Are you hungry?" Selva turned and shook her head. Her original intention was to eat so she could sleep soon.
The atmosphere became awkward again until Mark rubbed Selva's waist, massaged it gently and said, "When uncle used to have trouble sleeping, your father would massage my waist. And it was effective in getting me to sleep quickly." Selva just stayed silent and swallowed her saliva, confused about how she should respond to Mark's words.
But honestly the massage was really comfortable and soothing, very relaxing.
Mark pulled himself up from the back of the sofa and asked, "How is it, is it better?" Selva turned her head as their gazes met each other.
Selva was lost in her uncle's sexy gaze.
"Do you know why I have trouble sleeping?" Mark was silent, shaking his head slowly.
Selva swallowed her saliva, her gaze briefly shifting to Mark's lips.
"It's all your fault, Uncle," Selva snapped, immediately turning her gaze back to the TV screen.
Mark frowned in confusion as his lips faintly held back a smile.
"What did you do? Because of the scolding earlier?" Mark guessed, truly not knowing what he did wrong.
Selva immediately turned back to look at Mark in annoyance.
Without saying anything, Selva pulled Mark's nape and kissed his sexy lips briefly.
Mark was stunned and tried to digest what had just happened.
Because it happened so fast.
Mark looked at Selva as if asking for an explanation for what he had just done.
"Why did you say that if I wasn't your niece, you would marry me? That really bothers me," Selva said, telling about her feelings, making Mark silent and drowning in Selva's beauty tonight.