“Millie, what has transpired?” Marcus’ voice reverberated, infused with genuine
concern.
“Darling, my constitution doth throb with pain. Rhea...” Millie's eyes welled up
with tears, were fixed upon Rhea, who grimaced in affliction. “It's of no concern to
me. Millie, you wretch.”
“Rhea, unless you yearn for a flight off the balcony, I urge you to depart.
Immediatel:
Marcus’ index finger pointed towards the exit with resolute authority. “Marcus,”
Rhea contested.
Marcus’ motion was resolute, his gaze metamorphosing into an abyss of
menace.
With eyes brimming with tears, Rhea relented, spiraling and dashing towards the
Lower reaches.
Millie straightened, exhaling a sigh imbued with relief. At Last, she had driven
Rhea away. Watching her retreat in chagrin and defeat bestowed upon Millie a
surge of gratification
She was cognizant of Rhea’s susceptibility to Marcus’ sentiments. A mere
“depart” issued by Marcus equated to a seismic denunciation in Rhea’s
estimation.
“Were you not plagued by a stomachache?” Marcus observed Millie's
recuperation, the pallor of discomfort vanishing from her visage, replaced by an
aura of normalcy.
A trace of mirth glimmered in Marcus’ eyes as he scrutinized the rapid shift from
agonized to composed.
“Well, earlier, the agony was most keen, yet now I'm on the mend,”
Millie responded. Her jest, it appeared, had been unmasked, leaving Millie tinged
with an undertone of chagrin.
Averting her gaze, Millie sidestepped Marcus’ path and gravitated towards a
recliner nestled on the balcony. There, beneath the canopy of stars, she found
repose.
Nevertheless, Marcus pursued his course.
“What would you like to eat? I shall enlist Derek's aid to bring it forthwith,” Marcus
ventured.
Surveying the time, Millie apprehended that the clock’s hands had advanced to
the eighth hour of the evening.
“The hour is quite advanced. I shall manage on my own,” she asserted. While
fashioning a beverage earlier, she had observed provisions nestled within the
refrigerator.
Marcus’ intent was clear: he had fabricated a pretext to evade Mylo and his
comrades, striving to safeguard an interval of solitude with Millie.
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Millie's constitution. Yet her ardor for
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The timeless wisdom held true-the
route to a man's affection coursed
through his taste buds. Enveloped in
the allure of her affection for Marcus,
Millie found herself so captivated that
she felt an insistent compulsion to
prepare a meal for him, even amidst
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“You're prohibited from cooking,”
Marcus proclaimed, tenderly
retracting Millie's frame and sitting
into the recliner himself, his embrace
enveloping her in its secure cocoon.
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Kneading her temples, Millie discerned the predilection Marcus exhibited for this
intimate embrace. In this setting, he was prone to a semblance of overbearance.
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