Sold My Husband and Bought My Ex-Boyfriend
Seventy Two

"Have you?" Vanya looked at Marco who had just thrown his body on the chair next to him.

"Yes already. Sorry to keep you waiting so long. There were some files that I had to re-explain to Hero," Marco lied, and then let a kiss slip on the woman's forehead. He simply nodded in understanding without commenting.

"Our trip to the island totaled about three hours. I hope you're happy when you're there."

"Yes. I'm definitely happy. I rarely take a vacation. I definitely enjoyed the place, let alone the beach!"

"Good then."

Smiling furiously, Vanya brushed off Marco's arm that had just reached between his shoulders. He was a little uncomfortable with several pairs of eyes of workers who had been amazed to see Marco's behavior so striking.

Getting used to being treated harshly during his stay with Marco, was also the reason why Vanya felt uncomfortable with such drastic changes. It felt better to fight against the ferocious Marco than to face the gentleman's gentleness.

Vanya's heart was screaming.

Back when Vanya was dating Marco, the guy wasn't like that. Although possessive and form of attention is still the same, but Marco who is still a teenager feels boring in the eyes of Vanya. Either his feelings were young, or maybe Marco has changed.

Vanya wasn't so baffling about it. What he feared was his determination that could falter at any time. He fears that his feelings for Marco will grow as they spend time together.

Vanya was completely enveloped in anxiety now. On the other hand he does not want to fall into a painful abyss of love and scratch a severe trauma for his life. On the other hand, he enjoyed Marco's special treatment which he was sincerely given.

After an hour had passed, the jet plane carrying Marco and Vanya arrived at the opposite island airport. They rushed by car to the edge of the harbor, then continued by cruise ship to the private island where they would vacation later.

It was late in the afternoon when Marco and his entourage's boat came close to arriving on his private island. The flying birds adorned the sky that was beginning to inflate. Adding to the atmosphere on the ship was increasingly romantic.

Vanya stood staring at the stretch of beach. The ship deliberately stopped so that Vanya can enjoy the beauty of the beach from above the sea.

The woman smiled with satisfaction. His hands were firmly blocked on the iron on the outskirts of the ship. While Marco was sitting there watching, he began to step and drop a kiss on the woman's milk-white shoulder.

"The wind is very strong. We better get in the room." Marco's hands coiled gently, stroking Vanya's large belly until the woman wriggled amusedly.

He turned around to turn his body position to face Marco. The man increasingly blocked Vanya's waist as if afraid of her woman falling into the sea.

"What's the point of this ship stopping by the shore if we go into a room? Just a minute, I still want to be here, Co!"

Basic stubborn, inner Marco.

Vanya turned her body back to face the beach. His eyes glared far at the small-looking coconut tree from where Vanya was standing now. Also some pairs of humans who are sitting in the sand enjoy the beauty of the sunset.

Although it is a private archipelago, Marco still makes the beautiful small island as a tourist tool for business while helping the needs of some people who live on the island.

All those who come to the Marco family's private island are certainly thick-pocketed creatures because the price of facilities on the island can be quite fantastic. Can only be enjoyed by classy people who have a myriad of money.

At this point you can already imagine how rich Marco is out, right?

The man re-embraced Vanya's shoulder. His eyes looked towards the beach far away. "Then I'll hug you so as not to get cold."

"From earlier was also hugging," he sibir.

Vanya smile. There was a moment of silence as if both of them were enjoying the beautiful moment. Their bodies warmed each other.

"Van ...."

"Yes," replied Vanya while tucking her hair behind her ear.

"May I try to make you fall in love with me?"

Sontak Vanya turned to the side. Towards Marco's face which was placed on his chin with a spoiled gesture. "Of course I can. Do whatever you want to do. Your efforts are your full right, Marco."

"Can I start now?"

"Yes can." Vanya nodded. "But I can also choose not to love you" he said in a soft tone. His eyes glanced back at Marco's face to see what reaction the man would show.

"OKAY. You may choose not to love me, but you have to promise me one thing!" Vanya stared without even touching. "I beg you very much. If one day you already love me, please immediately say that, because I will continue to wait for you all the time, even for the rest of my life ...."

Suddenly Vanya's blood flow rippled warmly.

The woman looked down at the sea. His hand that had previously blocked the iron barrier immediately released. He squeezed his own wrist until his knuckles paled.

"Why silence? You heard my words just now, didn't you, Van? If my efforts succeed, and if I can finally make you fall in love, please say it immediately, open a little of your heart so that I can get into it. Give one more chance to this despicable, crazy ex-man. He also wanted to feel loved by the woman he loved."

Vanya. Still speechless felt his heart start beating unnaturally.

"But if you can't love me anymore, it doesn't matter. I just don't want you to someday lie to your own feelings" Marco said.

Make Vanya's heart and Heart collide with each other in there.

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Sorry late. Kwkwkw. I will try again, unfortunately. Comments please embed. Appreciate this story, at least with comments and likes.