Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 485: The Longing for Love Marcos was startled by her sudden kiss. She was the girl-next-door he had loved since childhood, but back then, she was too young, and he had never dared to confess his feelings, fearing he might scare her away.

Later, she told him she had someone she liked. Marcos was heartbroken but still gave her his blessings. He moved abroad, staying away for years, only recently returning home.

Susan had a family now, and just when Marcos resolved to let go of his feelings and try to move on, she sought him out.

He quickly pushed her away. "Susan, do you know what you're doing? You're married. Hayden is your husband." "Marcos, I know all of that, but I regret it now. I don't want to be with him anymore. Marcos, I know you still love me, don't you? I... I want to be with you." Susan's face was flushed as she carefully uttered these words.

If she had confessed to him in the past, Marcos couldn't imagine how happy he would have been. But now, hearing her words, he felt like his head had been struck with a heavy blow.

He had never thought Susan would confess her feelings to him, especially under such circumstances-she was married, and it was still a new marriage.

"What is it, Marcos? Are you disgusted by me?" Susan grabbed at his shirt.

"No, I'm not disgusted by you," Marcos said, his voice soft but firm. "Susan, listen to me. Right now, you're just upset because of a temporary conflict with Hayden. And you're drunk. Your mind isn't clear, and any decision made under these circumstances can't be trusted." Susan was indeed drunk, but Marcos wasn't. He couldn't allow Susan to make a mistake like this, even if her marriage was in nonly. It was still a marriage.

"Marcos, I know exactly what I'm saying and what I'm doing. Even if I once loved him so deeply, I don't love him anymore.

For seven years, I tried so hard for one person, but instead of getting closer, he only drifted further away.

I'm a woman. I need to be loved and cherished. I've grown tired of endlessly chasing someone. I just want a simple, peaceful life now.

That person is you. I want to be your wife, to give you children. I just want to be a good wife and mother-things he could never give me." The weight of Susan's words made it clear she wasn't as drunk as she seemed. Marcos fell into deep thought, torn by inner conflict.

"But you're still married. If I get involved, do you know how badly it will affect your reputation?" Marcos said gently.

He lightly brushed his fingers across her cheek. Only a man who truly cared for her would be so concerned about her honor and reputation.

"I'll file for divorce as soon as possible. Hayden doesn't loveanyway-he'd be glad to seeleave. Marcos, I won't lie to you. I'm not a virgin. Four years ago, Hayden and I were drugged, and... we had relations once.

Since then, we haven't been intimate. So my body... it's still clean in a way. Can you acceptfor who I am?" Susan bared her heart, her voice trembling.

Even she wasn't sure of her own feelings in that moment. The thought of Hayden's cold indifference when she left filled her with a need to do something that would make him regret everything.

Was it revenge or the love she had always felt for Marcos? She didn't know anymore.

"Susan, you know I don't care about things like that. All I care about is you. It's because I care that I'm worried about your reputation.

Especially now, with your career in the entertainment industry, your reputation is already under scrutiny. If news of this got out, it would hurt you even more," Marcos said, his concern evident.

"Marcos, stop talking," Susan interrupted. "Tonight, I want you." She climbed onto his lap, gently pushing him down onto the bed. Slowly, she began to remove her clothes.

Though inexperienced in such matters, Susan forced herself to move forward. Four years ago, she had spent a long tconvincing herself before doing the sfor Hayden-and even then, he treated it as nothing more than an obligation, showing none of the tenderness or intimacy she had hoped for.

But with Marcos, things felt different. His gentle care made her feel truly cherished, like a woman ought to be.

It reminded her of how Julian treated Aurora. Though she hated to admit it, Julian's devotion to Aurora was something she had always envied, even resented.

She had longed for Hayden to treat her the sway, but now she realized it would never happen. What she hadn't found with Hayden, she had unexpectedly discovered with Marcos.

Life's twists and turns were unpredictable. Marcos treated her like a treasure, carefully and lovingly. Instead of feeling repulsed, she found herself enjoying his affection.

By morning, Susan lay nestled in Marcos's arms. As she opened her eyes, she felt as though she had stepped into another world.

The man she had respected like an older brother since childhood was now lying beside her. The feeling was strange, yet wonderful.

"Awake? Did you sleep well?" Marcos asked nervously. He feared thatm everything from last night had only been Susan's drunken mistake. If she regretted it, what would he do? Would she see him as a monster, a predator? After all, they had grown up together as neighbors.

But Susan didn't pull away from his embrace. Instead, she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Thank you, Marcos. You've finally madefeel like a woman."

"Susan, do you regret what happened last night? If you do, I'll pretend m I'll nothing happened and leave your world forever. You can return to him..." Before he could finish, Susan silenced him with a kiss.

"No, Marcos. Now I know I don't need Hayden. I've found so much more happiness with you. Being with him only broughtpain.

I'll finalize the divorce soon. Marcos, once I'm free, we can be together openly, Susan Said, her heart rekindling with a new hope for love.

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