"You surely know how to anger me, my fiance."
'Shit! My love, I didn't mean to!'
This was not good. I told spoke taboo. A sigh slipped past my lips as I looked at him straight in the eye, cupping his cheek to wake him up from the murder scene in his head.
"My love, it's actually a very critical situation, but because we are outside, I don't want people talking. If you take me somewhere private, I will surely weep and find my comfort in your arms." I nodded encouragingly, realizing that uttering those remarks I said previously would only anger him. Luis was someone who was very concerned about my health, after all.
"Marsella…" His voice was still deep and menacing. So, I leaned my face forward with my eyes unblinking.
"Take me somewhere private, my dear," I whispered while cocking my head to the side, an unfashionable way of seducing him. "Come on. Let's go." I urged as if I was merely asking him to race with me.
