《A Slave To My Vengeful Lover》171 Give me energy...
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Anna's POV:
When I am busy in searching the hole near the roots of the tree, Mark is distracting me with his questions...
So I explained to him everything, he is amused and shocked by my answer...
I know he will definitely compliment me later for my genius brain...
But instead of compliment he tapped on my head in a teasing way...
It's not a good time to argue with him, so I started searching again...
Suddenly I hear the pop up of the balloon sound, I looked at Mark in confusion; he ordered me to smash the fruits...
I don't know why he said, maybe he has his reasons...
So I followed his instructions and Popping up the balloon fruits...
They are soft and cute...
I like them, So I take one of them and I am sure it doesn't have a key in it and placed in my pocket secretly...
If Mark knows about it, he will tease me that I am not a grown-up girl...
And I continued with pop ups, suddenly I hear the sound of the key fall on the ground, we find the key and we both went to the door, and I opened the door and entered the room without a second thought...
I immediately skid when I place my first leg, I am imbalance and may fall on the ground...
But why I will fall, when Mark is behind me...
Yes, my trust never failed, and he holds my waist tightly and gripped me towards him...
I looked on the ground the room is filled with Greece and oil all around...
I am trying to stand properly on that grease floor...
But I can't, if Mark leaves my waist, I will definitely fall on the ground...
The more I tried to stand steady, the more he gripped me towards him to protect me...
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I always feel eternally happy when he is caressing me with his love.
After a few seconds, he leaned his head to my ear and said in a husky tone, "Hug me tightly, Anna..."
I turned my head and looked at him in shock for his sudden mood swings...
Mark: "if you don't hug me, you may fall on the ground, look at that Oil grease on the ground..."
Why he is teasing me all of a sudden...
What if he really leaves me..?
No... no...
Anna: "Mark, please don't leave me..."
(He chuckled a bit...)
Mark: "I will leave you if you don't hug me..."
(What..?
He is blackmailing me..?
In between my thoughts, he starts his countdown...
3...
2...
1...
He loses his grip slowly on my waist.
I immediately turn, and in a short jump, I hugged him tightly by wrapping my hands around his neck, now my legs are in the air, and he is adjusting me to him...
I didn't understand what he is doing...
Mark: "Anna, don't leave me at any case and hold tight, ok?"
I nod my head as yes, but I didn't understand why he is giving instructions to me.
"Markkkkkkkkkkkk..."
Mark: "Yup, we are successfully hold the rope..."
(What...?
Rope..?
I slowly opened my eyes and looked at him; he holds two different ropes with his two hands
We are hanging to the rope, I saw the entire ceiling with lot's of ropes hanging...
We are moving close to the door by holding to the other rope by leaving the present rope…
So this is the only way we should reach the door...
But where is the key..?
In between my thoughts, Mark stops moving and hanging with one of his hands and with the other hand he is trying to take the card which is tied to the rope...
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Then I understand what he is doing; we should collect those cards, maybe he knows further what to do with those cards...
But it is tough for him to carry me with his one hand, and with the other hand, he can't untie the rope...
I think he can easily carry if he holds the rope with his both hands.
I got an Idea...
Anna: Mark.., mark...
Stay still...
He immediately stopped his trial to untie the rope and hold my waist; maybe he thinks I am falling down...
Anna: Mark, I am ok, Just hold the rope with your both hands...
He immediately did what I said...
Now it's my time to do my act.
I take a long breath and balance with my both hands on his shoulder and pushed up and wrapped my legs around his waist...
Now my head is above his head and locked my legs tightly around his waist…
I looked at him, he is staring at me with a smile...
Mark: "Give me energy, Anna..."
I hold his head and kissed him on his forehead as a complement for his hard work to carry me…
Mark: Do you think I am a kid to kiss on my forehead..?
He suddenly shouted at me, I smile at him…
Mark: I am carrying you, and you should give me energy, but you drained all my energy...
Anna: ok, I won't repeat the Kiss at the same place, ok..?
and I untie the card, and he crossed a few more ropes, and we reach the other card...
He is looking for my Kiss; I know he likes French Kiss, but to tease him; I placed the cards into his mouth to hold and I slightly turn his face and kissed on his cheek seductively...
I dare to tease him because he can't leave the ropes and he can't speak now...
He looked at me with his narrowed eyes...
I smiled at him and asked him to move...
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