Forced to Seize the Prospective Husband Brother
Chapter 39. Warmth in cold weather.

The atmosphere that makes almost everyone lazy to get out of bed is when the rain is long until morning. The cool air caused by water stubs, brings a different sense of calm.

For some people, the sound of thunder is a scary thing. But not for Ran who likes how bending emits a beautiful lightning, a flash that he always looks forward to when the storm.

Ran got up, moving quickly to remove the curtain that covered the large glass window of this luxury apartment. The corner of Ran's lips lifted, he saw how a flash of lightning painted the city sky that had not been on the move.

“Not afraid, hm?” The typical raucous voice woke up, whispering Ran's ears along with the man's body that was not far behind Ran.

Who else if not Guren?

Ran shook his head, in response if he was not afraid of lightning. Guren opened his eyes that had been closed to enjoy the moment. His face was advancing, in order to see how the expression of the woman he was hugging was.

Amazed, Ran's eyes depicted great admiration. The eyes widened, observing the natural phenomenon he liked the most. Guren also enjoyed how pretty face Ran was focusing in the other direction.

“You like that glint, Ran?” ask Guren on the sidelines of peace. Ran's neck turned towards the side, the direction where Guren refuted his head on Ran's shoulders.

“I like,” replied Ran briefly, back again he observed outside the window. But he was suddenly disappointed, there were no more streaks of lightning in the sky.

There was the sound of Guren's little laughter. “It's done,” said.

“When the rain has not subsided at all. I think this time will be longer than usual.”

Guren let go of Ran, turning to pull the curtain to re-close the glass. Seems like Ran disliked Guren's actions just now, he looked at Guren unhappily as his window closed.

“What's up? Let's go back to sleep, spend time in bed, the weather fits perfectly.”

“No want!”

Sleep said? Who's gonna believe that? Obviously his pants were poking out, something in there was already tense.

“Pelit, even though you are also happy,”, Guren said. Ran's cheeks instantly turned red, he lowered his head to hide that embarrassed face.

Suddenly Guren pulls Ran away, cornered her in the glass window that Guren had closed earlier. Her hand was flexing Ran's nightgown which was just a strand of it stuck to her shoulder.

The dress fell so easily. Guren looked at Ran deeply, a gaze that nailed Ran to resign. Ran's body heats up when one of Guren's hands enters into his triangle cloth, touching directly Ran's most sensitive point.

“Eng,” Ran held back the curse's voice.

As Guren's hand worked through the triangle area, her lips scooped up Ran's lips slowly. Ran's legs were squeezing, he was about to slump down this second as well. Guren doesn't let Ran fall, he takes Ran to the bed not releasing the link.

Ran crashed with Guren who was on top of him.

For a moment Guren removed Ran's lips, she took off her clothes as well as Ran's remaining clothes. This time her lips landed on Ran's chest peak, she was like a thirsty baby.

“K-ak ah's. Don't be long, I'm in class this morning,” pinta Ran with her moaning voice.

“Eng,” answered Guren simply, because his hands and mouth are busy.

***

After taking a shower, Ran came out running from the bathroom to the closet. It's eight o'clock, Guren did not keep his promise for a while until Ran had to catch up with the time now.

“Whose clothes are these?!” ran asked a little screamed after opening the closet.

Guren came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel around his waist while rubbing his head using a towel. “Oh that's your shirt,” he replied casually, sitting in bed.

“One more time!” guren said suddenly with excitement.

“Engga! I'm late now.” Ran crossed his arms, protecting himself from Guren's gaze.

“Yes already, all too late.”

So lightly the man's mouth, but Ran was already in pain because of his violent actions.

“His, don't want to! ... This is not my shirt, where are my clothes?”

“Already removed. I'm saying, don't embarrass me, that includes your poor clothes. That's the shirt I picked for you, wear it.”

Alright, Ran already knew the origin of all those clothes, he did not need to hesitate to wear them. Let's just say he sold himself to Guren, and got paid how much a life of luxury. Ran takes a feminine pink dress over the knee, also an interior that all looks new.

“Wear it there, I want to see,” said the man with his perverted face.

Ran complied, caring demon with Guren's gaze. Unfortunately the man whistled seductively, after which he laughed getting a sharp look Ran.

“Try to go to my walk in closet,” tell Guren.

Previously Ran never went in there, his clothes only a few are placed in the wardrobe in the corner of this room. Why did Guren suddenly tell Ran to go there? Than curious Ran also went to see it.

“Hah?” Ran dumbfounded. What he saw in the bedroom closet was not comparable to anyone here. Rows of clothes, shoes, and women's jewelry, almost dominated the room which all contained Guren's clothes. Now the place is divided into two, Ran's property also belongs to Ran.

“You like,” whispered Guren behind Ran. The man hasn't dressed since.

“I-ini?”

“Our all, you are free to use it. Ah, I also bought some lingerie—”

“Stop. Why buy that too?”

“Like me, money is also my money.”

“Yang wear?”

“You, there's no way I. But it can only be in front of me, yes,” said Guren, then suddenly the man gawked at the thought of Ran wearing the official shirt.

Ran rolled his eyes lazily. Later on arguing with this man, he had to move quickly to the campus.

***

Ran got down from the taxi after arriving near the campus, walking as usual with eyes always on him. Ran today looks different, meaning his appearance, from top to bottom, looks expensive and elegant.

She is beautiful, plus clothes that are very suitable with Ran, really charming. Whose eyes are not glancing at him now?

Including Arif, the man's mouth was gaping admiring the woman who was the wife of the person. His heart pounded feeling a different vibration, each movement of Ran was like a slowmotion in Arif's eyes.

“I'm sorry Ran, so sorry. If time could be replayed .. I would definitely not throw you at Guren. This is my stupidity,” muttered Arif.

Think of it as karma for Arif. He falls in love with a woman he considers a laughing stock to be. Who would have thought if that woman was secretly admired by many people? Their hatred was only limited to envy, unable to rival.

Seriate....