As pretty as a Butterfly

As pretty as a Butterfly
Chapter 45. Floren, high-lust girl.


Jelita immediately pulled her arm from Michael's grasp.


"Sorry!" Michael apologized.


Jelita smiles. "It's okay, you're not on purpose anyway" Jelita replied.


The two of them then fell silent, and looked down at each other.


"Jelita ..."


"Yes." Yeah." Jelita looked towards Michael.


"Florence ... He was planning to come here on Sunday" Michael said to Jelita's surprise.


"Really, then why did he come here? Does she know that me and my mom live here?" ask Jelita.


Michael shakes. "No ... He doesn't know yet, you don't have to be afraid, he's just here to visit" Michael replied.


"But ... What if he sees me living here? All this time, I didn't mind him always bothering me, but I didn't want him to bother my mother either" Jelita started to worry a little.


"Don't worry, as much as possible I'll hold him back from meeting you and Maria. Trust me," Michael replied solemnly.


Jelita looked at Michael who was staring at her as well, "Alright, I believe."


Michael smile. "Good .. Thank you for believing in me."


"Name-sama ... Hm ... But ...." Jelita was silent for a moment.


"Why silence, but what?" michael asked curiously.


"God ... Yeah but strange, why should I be afraid of him? I've stopped working there and she should stop hating me, too" Jelita replied.


"I think he's been misunderstanding me for a long time, assuming I'm always trying to get close to you. It is circumstances that keep us meeting. It seems better if I meet him, and explain if you and I have nothing to do with him. Maybe that way, he doesn't think badly of me anymore. Yes," said Jelita chimed.


Michael immediately fell silent he recalled a long time ago he hated Jelita, that Floren had intended to get rid of Mary's mother in order to be with her.


"You don't know Floren's vices, he always thinks he's right. Where is it possible with your explanation like that he will understand easily. Anyway he didn't want any women by my side" Michael replied.


"He pranked me because there was a reason, and that reason was because he wanted to fulfill your request that I stop working there" Jelita replied.


"And what excites him even more is that you promised Floren a relationship ... Ah no! you even promised everyone there."


"You promised them a relationship that they wanted from you that they wanted to be a girlfriend and also wanted to be your friend. Since then they have been joking me to dare to do evil things just for the sake of the relationship."


"So Michael, I don't think it's entirely Floren's or any other student's fault. You should be able to accept them as unconditional friends or choose a boyfriend instead of who wins. You should use your heart and mind before you act. So that no one feels wronged."


"Thus ... I'm sorry Michael I have to tell you this, it's all your fault, too" Jelita and Michael said.


"I'm sorry, if I hadn't promised them anything, maybe you'd still be working quietly until now, and wouldn't have to be afraid of anyone including Floren" Michael said.


Jelita smelled a smile. "It's okay, Michael, I think it's all destined. Had it not happened while I was working there, I might not have been able to meet your wonderful mother."


Michael looked at Jelita while pondering, he did not expect Jelita's explanation to be so mature.


"You're under me, but your thinking is so mature" said Michael, and Jelita's daydreams were spoiled.


"Heh, the experience and bitterness of life that forced me to become precocious. Hem ... I think you have to be a difficult person to understand the bitterness of life" Jelita replied with a laugh.


"It looks like it can be tried. Haha ... It's already night, you better rest. Don't get up late and be late for school" Michael said.


Jelita patted her forehead. "Ah yes, you are right. I forgot that I was a student" Jelita and Michael smiled back.


"Then good night" said Michael, then he stood up from his seat.


"Good night" Jelita replied.


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Wijaksana Mansion.


"Is that really my baby?" Mrs Berta laughed so happily as her daughter recounted the events in class today.


"True, I didn't expect the advice from Sister Cousin Wiliam to really work. An ice-cold man like anything, would definitely not stand being seduced by a woman's body," Floren chuckled.


"Saran from Wiliam although dirty but it works also yes. Uh dear Floren, just keep it that way huh. Who knew that Michael would actually be lured by your seduction and he darkened his eyes and impregnated you. If Michael gets to impregnate you dear, then Mami guarantees that the family will not be able to reject you whatever the reason," said Mrs Berta.


Floren smiled smirk. "Let's just calm Mami, without being told Flo will gladly do it. After all he's the only guy Flo thinks is different, and if I can get Michael's body. Well it's certainly a pride for me Mi," replied Floren.


"Good then, yes Mami's out of your room huh. Tell Mami again tomorrow, about your hard work. Okay," said Mrs Berta encouraging her nervous daughter.


Floren nodded and after her mother came out of the room, she laid her body on the bed. Floren closed his eyes while continuing to remember when he came into contact with Michael.


He bit his lower lip and bristled when rubbing the sensitive part until it squirms not bad.


"Oh dear Mike, I can't wait to make out with you. It must have felt so good" said Floren while thinking about adult things with Michael using his fingers.


"Oh no Mike, you're driving me crazy!" screeched Floren suddenly, with a breath so hot. Her chest rose and fell so quickly at the thought of her making love to Michael.


"Ah that's amazing! Oh Mike, I really didn't expect. Just by imagining your face, I was made like this. What if it's until it actually happens."


Floren chuckled he then closed his eyes again trying to remember the scent of Michael's body. So masculine yet gentle, it damaged Floren's sanity to the point of peaking all the way to the crown.


The high-lust girl then grabbed her beautiful hair while making fun of it.


Crazy one!


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Seriate.