I parked the car in front of Marina’s house, taking a moment to appreciate the luxurious setting. The house was nestled in a good location, a testament to the hard work Marina and her grandmother had put into their store.
Marina had told me they bought the house in installments, but now Tony owned the contract, leaving them in a precarious situation. I realized Tony was truly a piece of shit, manipulating Marina into a corner where she had no choice but to become his wife or plaything.
I stepped out of the car and took Marina’s hand, leading her into the house. The neighborhood was quiet, and I didn’t notice any of Tony’s men lurking around. It seemed Tony had assigned only those four men to monitor Marina, the same ones I had dealt with at the store.
Inside, Marina quickly led me to her grandmother’s room. The older woman was lying on her bed, her face lighting up as she saw Marina. "Marina, you’re back, my child," she said, her voice weak but filled with warmth.
Marina hugged her grandmother tightly, and the older woman noticed me standing by the door. I smiled and greeted her with a friendly "Hello."
Marina’s grandmother looked at her curiously. "Marina, why don’t you introduce your friend to me?"
Marina blushed, realizing she hadn’t even asked my name yet. She looked at me with a mix of embarrassment and curiosity. I stepped forward and introduced myself. "Hello, I’m Jack. Marina’s boyfriend."
The grandmother laughed softly, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Too old to be your aunt, young man. You can call me Grandmother, just like Marina does." She gestured for me to sit beside her.
Marina, still blushing, excused herself to get some water. As she left the room, her grandmother turned to me, her expression serious. "You have to treat Marina well, you know. She lost her parents when she was young, and I’ve taken care of her ever since. She’s like a daughter to me."
I met her gaze steadily, my voice filled with sincerity. "Don’t worry, I will treat her like a princess and love her with all my heart."
The grandmother’s eyes welled up with tears. "That’s good to hear. You know, she’s been taking care of the store and helping me all these years. She could have gone to America to get a job, but she stayed here to take care of me. But now, with this disease... her life has become hell. She takes care of the store all day and then comes back to take care of me."
She paused, her voice filled with emotion. "I haven’t seen her this happy in a long time. But today, she seems truly happy."
I reached out and took the grandmother’s hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I promise you, I will make Marina happy for the rest of her life. I will take care of her, protect her, and love her with everything I have."
The grandmother smiled, her eyes filled with gratitude and hope. "Thank you, Jack. That means the world to me."
Marina returned with a glass of water, her eyes darting between her grandmother and me, a mix of curiosity and happiness in her gaze. I took the glass from her, our fingers brushing briefly, sending a jolt of electricity through me.
"Marina, Jack was just telling me how much he cares for you," her grandmother said, her voice filled with approval. Continue reading at freewebnovel
Marina blushed deeply, her eyes meeting mine briefly before looking away shyly. "Yes, Grandmother. He’s been very kind to me."
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I smiled at her, my heart swelling with affection. "More than kind, Marina. I promise to be your rock, your protector, and your lover. I will always be here for you, no matter what."
Marina’s grandmother looked at us, her eyes filled with contentment. "I can see that you two care for each other deeply. That’s all I ever wanted for Marina—to find someone who loves her and takes care of her."
I nodded, my voice filled with determination. "And that’s exactly what I intend to do. I will take care of everything, Marina. You don’t have to worry about anything anymore."
Marina looked at me, her eyes filled with trust and love. "I know, Jack. I believe in you."
Her grandmother coughed, reminding Marina of her presence. Marina blushed slightly. "Grandmother, it’s time for your medicine. You should rest now. We won’t disturb you." She gave her grandmother the medicine and helped her lie down comfortably.
As we walked out of the room, her grandmother called out to me, "Jack, you can come here anytime and talk to your grandmother." I turned to look at the old woman, her eyes twinkling with warmth and understanding.
I nodded and smiled, feeling a genuine affection for her. "I’ll keep visiting you, I promise. You have no idea how much your stories mean to me." Her grandmother winked at me as if she knew the real reason behind my visits.
Marina swiftly ushered me out of her grandmother’s room, closing the door gently but firmly behind her. She took my hand, her fingers entwining with mine, and led me to the living room.
Her breath was already coming in quick, shallow gasps, and I could feel her heart racing through her palm. She gestured for me to join her on the sofa, her eyes filled with a hungry intensity.
I turned to her, my body responding to the desire I saw in her gaze. My arms instinctively wrapped around her, pulling her close as I felt her body mold against mine. I could feel her heat, her scent enveloping me as I guided her onto my lap. She straddled me, her knees pressing into the cushions on either side of my hips.
Her breath hitched as she settled against me, her body soft and yielding. I could feel her curves, her supple form pressing against my growing hardness. Her hands gripped my shoulders, her fingers digging into my flesh as she steadied herself. I looked up at her, my heart pounding as I took in her flushed cheeks, her parted lips, and her dilated pupils.
I leaned in, my mouth capturing hers in a deep, passionate kiss. Our tongues danced, exploring each other’s mouths as our breaths synchronized. Her hips began to move, grinding against me in a slow, sensual rhythm. I could feel her body responding to mine, her heat and desire pressing against me, driving me wild with need.
My hands roamed her body, eager to explore every curve and contour. Slipping underneath her shirt, my fingertips reveled in the feel of her smooth, bare skin.
She gasped into my mouth as my fingers brushed against her ribs, and her sides, sending a shiver down her spine. I could feel her body responding to my touch, her breath hitching as my hands moved higher, finally cupping her breasts.
Her nipples were hard, pressing insistently against my palms, and she moaned, a low, throaty sound that sent a wave of desire crashing through me. "Hmmmm, uummmm," she purred, her hips rolling against my erection, driving me wild with each deliberate grind. I could feel her heat, her need, as our bodies moved together in a desperate, passionate dance.