My Hottest Man's
Chapters 22. Ms. Beauty & Mr. Beasts

Bellova realized that she was cold one day and when she opened her eyes, Mr. Alvaro was by her side. Of course, there is no way the man will sleep on a short sofa or will be sore. Despite the sound, Raymundo Alvaro's countenance looked very serious. It's like the brain isn't resting, working hard.

Lying together in one bed, without separation but not touching. Raymundo Alvaro creates distance.

Is it in his ripe age that Mr Alvaro has never been with a woman? It doesn't seem hard to find a lover, as some women tend to favor primitive men like Raymundo Alvaro. Don't have a desire? No need for an impingement? Biological interest? In a country containing many beautiful women?

Bellova squinted at the soundly Raymundo Alvaro.

"Are you still a virgin?" Ask very slowly, only hiss.

Clucked.

"Bellova, fuck you. What's on your mind in the middle of the night like this?" his mumbling exhaled loudly.

"Do you want us to make love, Bellova?" Raymundo Alvaro suddenly made a heavy voice.

Bellova immediately gasped in shock, finding Raymundo Alvaro's eyes half open. The sharp and slightly sensual look on that cruel face made Bellova shiver.

"You can try me!"

Bellova yawned wide. Gaping too wide until the jaws cramp then crackle and he grimaces. Hurriedly turned the back of Raymundo Alvaro. Regulating the breath is also a strange rhythmic heartbeat.

Why Bellova?

If Mr. Alvaro's attitude and temper were cold, ruthless and haunted, women would think thousands of times stepping by his side even though this man might be able to make a woman steamy on the bed.

Forced sleep.

Feel the warm breath blowing on the nape. Oh shit, Bellova wishes she could turn the clock to 7 a.m. Scope of the nape with fingers, Bellova finally fell asleep.

Waking up in the morning with the smell of coffee. Sweep the alien attic up to the bed, find him alone. Mende*** was so reminded of his recklessness last night.

Because of the uneasiness Raymundo would touch her, Bellova slept very soundly, to the point that she was unconscious at almost 6 a.m.

Weird Bellova. You should have been introspective.

Get up and get the bed done, go to the small window and enjoy the morning jiggling on the Lisbon coast.

The sound of utensils touching each other from the kitchen, he was curious. Bellova then went to the kitchen and found Mr. Raymundo Alvaro cooking soup in a pot from the smell of potatoes and roasting omelette on top of another stove. The cruel sharpness turned a little soft when it was in the kitchen. Can the man cook? Stupid question. Of course you can. Bellova didn't expect Mr. Alvaro to like the kitchen. Raymundo's outer appearance did not match the feel of the kitchen, Bellova changed the viewpoint very quickly.

The bowl was filled with soup and the man stared at the steaming steamy bowl as if to reminisce about something, caught in melancholy. Sighing strongly. Continue slicing chickpeas and chilies, sprinkle them on tofu omelette.

Bellova cleared her throat, but the man was not surprised as if he knew Bellova was standing in the room divider watching him.

"Is your sleep good?" ask Bellova.

Raymundo did not answer Bellova's question, busy rolling an omelette.

"I'm going to take a shower" Bellova said. Really tough guy. Talk rarely, talk is difficult. Much demanding. When it will be filled this man dodges. So, Raymundo Alvaro is unpredictable.

Bathe and refresh your mind, Bellova immediately floated everywhere. Why does he feel like Belliza didn't happen to Belliza? Is it a sign that Belliza will come back and be happy?

Bellova watches the reflection of the face on the mirror glass of the bathroom. A heavy breath was interrupted among the restlessness as he was about to release the land at Miradoura to Raymundo Alvaro when he loved the place so much. From a height, Calheta beach looks beautiful and charming. Bellova closed her eyes, she could even see a line of hortensia on the side of a simple camping camp that she had built as a weekend destination.

"I'm going to lose you, this is sad" Bellova muttered softly. "A promise is a debt and I betrayed you" Bellova lamented.

"We finished our bath and got stuck in the bathroom" Raymundo scolded to the surprise of Bellova, opening her eyes.

Not alone in the mirror. Raymundo Alvaro clung behind him. Bellova's back was immediately covered in a towel. As if a smooth shoulder can cause permanent blindness. Raymundo Alvaro remove the t-shirt, let it top plain body, grab the shaving cream, create foam and wrap on the neck. Bellova wanted to move away, but she was completely imprisoned.

So, what does this guy want?

"Yes, I modeled you last night," Bellova replied very subtly containing a hint of ridicule.

Raymundo grabbed the shave with his right hand, while his left hand held onto the sink. Automatically, Bellova could only pass through the right side, but Raymundo closed the road slightly with his large body.

This man is also difficult to understand. Bellova has many lovers. While still in high school, he dated school idol boys and broke the hearts of playboys, it was because she was a popular sanguine girl and loved to be conquered by men. Raymundo Alvaro was created differently from the characters of the men he had dated.

Raymundo Alvaro ran away from him last night. Although, Bellova was very grateful and just kept on thanking her. He just wants to share intimate things with a man who truly loves him. Inexhaustible mouth that works faster than the brain to make promises that harm themselves. Think he can find a way to master Raymundo Alvaro. Last night was a success.

"Can I go? I have to change clothes."

"Are you cold?"

"No."

"Then?"

"Yes?"

Their eyes met on the glass.

"Let's talk land prices. How much did you sell Miradoura?"

Bellova thought a little.

"A fair price for him, Mr. Alvaro. The reason is clear, there is no place in the world for me as beautiful as Miradoura."

"Tell me the price of Bellova."

The man finished shaving. There is something wrong here, Bellova thought. Raymundo Alvaro is indeed a mix of ruthless, manipulative, forced, old-fashioned men, but there is something else. Bellova searches for the exact word describe the defiant aura of Raymundo Alvaro. He gulped until a gulp could be heard.

"How much?" raymundo Alvaro asked, this time not stopping to blink looking at him. Raymundo's two hands now rest on the side of the sink.

They're talking about buying and selling land in the bathroom? Will land ownership certificates be marked on the bed?

"Inestimable. Just like me."

Raymundo slightly curled a cynical smile.

"Selling me Miradoura and you means there's a selling point .., there's a price, Bellova. It's about nominal."

"Why did you run away last night?" bellova asked, ignoring Raymundo. "I don't understand you, why did you leave after collecting a debt?"

Raymundo returned Bellova's ever-brave gaze to her, commenting on her thin, mysterious smile. Tilt your head to the left and then to the right, observe Bellova. Suddenly, clutching Bellova's waist until Bellova was surprised.

"Don't you just have to be grateful?"

"Want to control me?"

"You're lucky, Bellova. I didn't touch you because of someone. Don't lure me when I let go of the grip" Raymundo said. "But, if you want .., we can try," she added, hugging Bellova until she got closer. Tight arm muscles tell Bellova how strong the grip is.

"Hmm?!"

Raymundo used both hands to lift Bellova's body, sitting on the sink until they were aligned now. Spread the thighs of Bellova to the point that Bellova was wide-eyed by the silent act of turning off the intention to take over power. Grief on Bellova's frantic face because of the towel knot at the end of the horn and can not be repaired if it comes off.

Raymundo remove the towel on the back, as well as the winding on the head. Dunk the fingers in Bellova's damp hair, looking for a grip.

Closing the lips of Bellova who was about to file a lawsuit use her own lips. As rock and roll music flowed hard, Raymundo gave one hot kiss. Bellova will remember it because she had been searching for the most appropriate word for Raymundo's sensual personality and she found that the whole man was filled with many hidden aspects. The tanned body is also a deformed stiff face instead represents the allure. Bellova involuntarily groaned, she had been floundered by an exotic man.

The roar of breath fought between demanding movements. The aroma of coffee, arriving in the brain accompanies many stimuli. Bellova gasped for breath, not expecting this old-fashioned man to turn tumultuous.

"Bu .. kankah, Ki .. ta ha .. rus ...."

Silenced for 1 minute, before keeping his head away observe Bellova.

"Why afraid?" raymundo asked ostensibly astonished, breathing himself a romp. "You teased me last night?"

Bellova seems to have concluded something from two one-sided kisses when Raymundo clearly did not return Bellova's kiss at the airport because Bellova was a foreign woman. And last night ....

"I ...."

There is no time for self-defense. The man's lips even pushed up the tempo, lodged in his neck. The heart is very fast. Something odd crept up.

No, Bellova. If you're with Mr. Alvaro now, you might get pregnant and have a baby. No, no, no! That's grisly. This guy can't work together for anything.

"Do you want to love .... to forget someone?" bellova asked faltered as the crashing by the cradle became more and more so, fading consciously.

The movement stopped before the swab was slow and smooth, Bellova was very quick to burn. The fire was everywhere. His body demands, open yourself up! However, there are sane minds working harder than desire.

"What ..., I remind you of him?" Bellova accidentally touched the most sensitive thing.

Raymundo's rapid breathing volume decreases before it is controlled, allow Bellova's guess.

"Someone I mean," errat Bellova.

Raymundo stared at Bellova right in the greenish-brown eyes, Raymundo's forehead slightly folded.

"We understand each other, Bellova."

"I can sleep with you. I'm sure you're refusing to use safeguards in your first experience."

Raymundo listened to Bellova as she spoke, raising one corner of her lips.

"Ehem, I might be pregnant. It's not about us." Breathe in. "Are you going to take responsibility if something happens to me? No. gabe. That's not the problem."

"To the point, Bellova!"

"I don't want a man like you for my children. No offense, I don't like your personality, Mr. Alvaro."

It was painful to hear even though Bellova was right. Raymundo, as Bellova thought, was just someone with an empty, violent and evil soul. More than that, he could not step forward and look at other women because he kept someone in his heart.

"Is that so? Your mind is long this time ..., millions of miles away. Do you think you're a good fit for me? I don't like women who are always hasty and careless."

"That sounds good because I'm not your type. If we're together, it might create trouble."

"Why offer yourself? You don't think when you make it hard for me to sleep with you!"

Bellova was cornered, looking at Raymundo in despair. There were only two gazes Bellova had on her, bold and desperate.

"Take it I'm stupid. I'll give you the land in Miradoura. You don't have to pay a penny. I didn't sell Miradoura but I'll transfer Miradoura's ownership to you."

"You made a lot of deals with me, Bellova! Then, change as you please."

"Let us go!" sambar Bellova fast. "Me, Belliza and Oskan, after we got back from this pretend date. Take Miradoura. Enough, set us free."

The jaw of Raymundo Alvaro.

"I'll consider." Raymundo tidied the winding of Bellova's towel, bringing the woman down. Pushing slowly. "Change your clothes!"

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