Grumpy Boyfriend
So my Girlfriend

Arriving in the room, Victor immediately locked the door so that the Princess could not get out, the Princess was panicked, she was afraid that later someone would think that they did nothing in this room.

The princess let go of her hand that had been pulled by Victor, her emotions had been very high and she managed to raise her hand to slap Victor's cheek which made Victor instantly speechless.

''Fuckin' shit...! you what the fuck? why did you bring me to this room? how will we be considered strange? you want responsibility?'' princess Benthic.

Victor sighed softly and said, If I want a weird you want what?'' victor asked casually, The Princess glared her eyes and showed her cold look towards Victor, listening to Victor's words just now made the Princess panic.

But the Princess tried to calm down, although her face could not cover if she was panicking, seeing the face of the Princess like that made Victor laugh, somehow she really liked the face of the Princess when she was panicking or angry.

''You want what the hell? why do you always bother me?'' princess Benthic.

''You want to know what I want? da? '' asked Victor who was nodding back by the Princess.

Victor approached the Princess's face and whispered a little, 'Gue wants you to be my girlfriend, and I don't accept rejection..! up here you understand?'' victor asked in a slightly emphasized tone with his evil smile.

The princess was surprised to hear Victor's words, she did not expect the handsome man in front of her to talk like that, plus the man's breath tickled his ears which made his heart beat fast and made him feel nervous.

Victor took his face away from the Princess, seeing the Princess still silent, Victor said again, Because you are silent, it means you do not refuse, right? and today, this hour and in this second we've become lovers, okay!''victor said with a happy smile.

Not yet had the Princess refute what Victor said, suddenly the Princess' phone rang, she immediately took it and saw who called her.

It turned out that the one who called was Rendi and he immediately picked up the phone.

''Hello, Rend! where's lu?'' ask Princess.

Not yet had the Princess listen to the answer from Rendi, Victor immediately snatched the Princess' cellphone from her hand.

''It's Victor, you go home first, Princess let me who nganter,'' without hearing the answer from across there Victor immediately turn off the phone call unilaterally, he looks upset to see the closeness of Rendi and Princess.

''From now on you can no longer be escorted a guy home, nor close to another guy, whoever it is, said Victor Possessive.

''I've said before, if you were mine, I wouldn't want you to be close to another guy, ''' said Victor with a little snapping.

The princess was so furious at Victor's careless behavior, she stared intently at Victor and brusquely brushed off Victor's hand, making Victor a little surprised and stopping his steps.

''You are crazy, aren't you? you listen well, I will never want to be your girlfriend, I don't want to go home with you and I don't want you to pretentious my life is as good as yours,'' the Princess snapped while pointing towards Victor.

With annoyed Princess set foot leaving Victor, but held back again by Victor, Victor rubbed the Princess' head gently while saying, Victor,

''Honey! make me already said, I do not want to hear any words of rejection, so please follow me.

''Now let's go home, I don't want to argue with you anymore, '' said Victor as he pulled the Princess' hand.

''No, no...! I don't want to go home with you, '' replied Princess Ketus.

''No need to call me dear, disgust I hear it, '' said the Princess again.

''I said I'm fine, wear all disgust, I don't want to know, come home!'' snapped Victor while pulling the Princess' hand in a slightly rough manner.

The Princess tried to rebel, but only in vain because Victor's power was much stronger than her, he could only curse violently while Victor smiled listening to the Princess' curse. There was a pleasure for him to see the Princess so angry.

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