Chapter 45 - Why Marcel (1/2)

Two years ago.....

Macy hummed a tone as she stepped out of the shower, tieing her robe belt. Her hair was tied with the towel since it was wet and she went back into her room.

She stood over her dresser, about to untie the towel when her gaze somehow connected to the mirror and she saw a figure sitting on her bed, causing her to release a yelp.

”Christ, Jesus! What the fuck, Victor!” She shouted, her hand over her chest as she was still reeling from the shock.

”You scared the bejesus out of me,” Macy complained once more only to realize the person she is speaking to has not even said a word.

”Victor?” her brows arched questioningly and she was beginning to get uncomfortable with his silence. The victor she knew would always welcome her with a kiss and was quite jovial. His sudden attitude made her scared a bit.

Victor sat on her bed staring at her with deep emotionless eyes. The first three buttons of his white shirt were opened, exposing his chest while his hair was ruffled as if he had been running his hand through it.

”Alright, if you're done creeping me out, you know the door,” Macy couldn't understand his attitude at all. If he wasn't ready to share his problems, he should get out. She has enough problems on her plate already.

Victor finally stood up, thrusting out his long leg from on top of the bed, and began to stride in her direction. All this while, his face was readable and it made Macy anxious.

Victor continued walking towards Macy with an expressionless face and it made her step back till her back hit the dresser. She couldn't move anymore because he caught up to her and forced her into that small space.

They looked at each other, their breaths coming in pants without saying a word to each other. Suddenly a smirk crossed Macy's lips and she placed her hand on his chest, slipping her hand into the unbuttoned shirt and caressing him while saying in a sultry voice, ”Is this some sort of game?”

This was not the first time Victor came up with one game or the other to make their sex life enticing. That was what she liked about him, he was innovative.

Macy continued to caress him and although Victor tried not to feel, she could sense his body reacting to her touch. She smiled inwardly, she always loved a challenge. So she planned to touch him down there when she heard, ”Was it also a game when you slept with my cousin?”

At once, Macy stiffened and she glanced up at Victor with shock in her eyes, her mouth parted. He finally discovered she slept with Marcel?

She tried to remove her hand from beneath his shirt but Victor stopped her with a mocking smirk saying, ”No keep up the good work since you're so good at it,”

Macy didn't remove her hand but she didn't move them either, already bracing herself for what was to come.

”Why?” Victor said and for a moment, Macy thought she saw pain in his eyes.

”You make it sound like it's a big deal,” Macy said nonchalantly that Victor clutched his fist by his side.