My Hottest Man's
Chapters 32. My Twin B's

"BM, find Mr Vargas?"

"There's a lot of Vargas. Eduardo Vargas, Patrick Vargas, Daniel Vargas, Francesco Vargas."

"Mr Vargas related to Luxury Club."

Raymundo Alvaro speaks in the back garden on the Black Mask. He overheard Bellova's conversation about Mr. Vargas and their meeting at the Luxury Club three days ago.

Don't ask me why he took Bellova? Raymundo just felt important and needed to know where Bellova was going.

"Lucio Vargas, one of the residents of Sao Vicente, is also the sole owner of the Luxury club. Don't get into trouble with him. Vargas is one of the most distinguished families in the country."

"Is there anything else?"

"Lucio Vargas Oskan Devano's. Oskan Devano's father and Lucio Vargas' mother, Mrs Yves Devano, siblings."

Raymundo thought for a moment. Oskan Devano joined the mafia cartel a few months ago. His membership will only be taken into account after Oskan succeeded in exterminating Princess Viktor. Is Lucio Vargas also connected to the mafia cartels?

"Is Lucio Vargas not involved in the Mafia at all?"

"Yes. Negatively. Patrick Lucio Vargas, Lucio Eraldo Vargas' great-grandfather was one of the city's most distinguished and highly respected men."

"All right."

"Is there anything else?"

"I'll send you food."

"What about Deenar? Your girl's heartbroken, Romeo's gonna marry fake Juliet."

"Why do women fall in love so easily?" Raymundo. "What do they see of me?"

"They? Is Twin B (Bellova) in love with you? Catch Twin B. She suits you better than Viviane Anthony and even Deenar."

"Twin B will marry one of his relatives."

"Reg Luigi. New planning. I tapped into Twin B's phone."

"Specification of this species, please?"

"nothing. This man is just a regular guy from textile manufacturing."

"alright. Watch Luxury Club. Let me know if Twin B goes there."

"There again?"

"Just watch Twin B, 25 hours without blinking!"

"You turned psycho, Romeo!"

"Maybe."

"Women, sensitive creatures and use feelings rather than logic. Not like a more immune man. Don't play too seriously, you may get into trouble later on. Note: meet Deenar. This month, that girl's badmood."

"BM, I can't meet Deenar if she changes everything between us."

"All right."

"Is Helena safe?"

"Yes. This week there is a schedule for the examination of the womb. Don't forget!"

"Thank you."

"Sip. Oh yeah, I missed something about Twin B."

"Let me know later!" Seeing Queena waving her call from the central foyer. Then, disappear inside.

Raymundo Alvaro turned around, returning to the room where they used to have offices. Passing through the living room, Queena was making tea. Ignore himself. Raymundo clucked slowly continue his steps.

"Take your time after marriage" said Axel Anthony did not switch himself from the laptop.

"No. I'll keep working. We've got some new city park projects coming up."

"There are no other priorities? The ladies want a baby." This time Axel Anthony raised his face. "Are you serious about Bellova?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"You look different when you refuse sport because you want to work hard to form a team with Bellova in the tent." Axel Anthony spoke flatly but was full of interrogations.

"Some things are out of control."

"Viviane doesn't suit you, not even my cousin Viviane."

"It's gonna be easy for both of us."

Queena went inside the room carrying a tray of tea and snacks. Raymundo quickly stood up and approached Queena.

"There are a lot of assistants, ma'am!"

"I can do it myself!" queena answered a little.

Axel Anthony thrust down his lips, shriveling at Raymundo. As if to speak, "my wife is lashing out at us".

"Call me when you're done drinking."

Queena get out of there. Axel clucked, watching Raymundo Alvaro sitting expressionlessly on the sofa.

"Queena was clearly a supporter of Bellova's hardline. You are troubled but Queena silenced me as well. Great."

"Queen thinks you support me."

"Queena consider your happiness. Women are more expressive when it comes to the people closest to them. Look at her attitude, more like a little sister at the selection of a would-be-in-law."

Raymundo took a deep breath. Obviously Queena wanted her to be happy and just nodded at Bellova. Queena and Bellova have little in common. They are fragile and meek and are also full of affection and are easily discouraged. The difference is Queena is really as smooth as silk from the outside view as well as the software. Unlike Bellova, who is more courageous, often stuck in her own way to be more careless in acting as well. Bellova also seems to easily tie herself to others. He will marry Greg Luigi but he will meet Lucio Vargas in Luxury.

"I'll talk to Mom. Don't marry if it defies your conscience."

"No need!" reject Raymondo. "Mrs Queena will accept this fact. Bellova's gonna marry somebody, too."

"remarkable. You don't have to follow me."

"You can deny and deny it. But I can't defy Mrs Gracia."

"I understand your reasons. My mother made you a great man doesn't mean I can take you hostage, Raymundo. Anyway, if you marry Bellova, you'll still bring her here."

"We don't fit in."

Axel Anthony shuts down the laptop. Go to the couch and sit across from Raymundo. Grab a cup of tea, drink a sip.

"Some days this tea is more bitter than usual?" axel Anthony. "And I'm like eating a snack from last year."

"Silent demonstration." Raymundo drinks his tea, correct Axel Anthony's opinion. Tea is too thick. "It's diet tea."

"I wish you hadn't been with Bellova that night and made a mistake."

"I don't understand."

"Remember Nina?" Take a deep breath. "I dragged Queena from the taxi to Mendeleya's farm and we slept among the dust and the police line. When Queena left, I didn't know Queena was pregnant. Did you use any security?"

Raymundo. Chewing jaws. Bellova shook her head when she wanted to use safety. So, they ignored half a dozen safeguards. One relationship can work right away? The man unwittingly send****heavy.

"Are there only one shot?"

Axel Anthony chewed on a snack. Clucked.

"One shot contains millions of active sperm**, sir. And those millions hid somewhere in the bodies of the women for seven days. You don't know the most basic thing like that?" Axel Anthony groaned, watching Raymundo who remained calm in control.

Bellova didn't say anything. No. gabe.

"There's nothing."

"Hopefully. Women sometimes want to torture you by hiding important things. Or revenge on you. Just make sure she's not pregnant, or you'll regret it."

Viviane appeared in the workspace with a dress and makeup ready for the party.

"I'm gonna go find some stuff at the boutique. Aunty told me to tell you, Mr. Alvaro, to become a kind of habit."

"Alright," nods Raymundo knowing Viviane is lying. Viviane looks very modern from the dress and her makeup is also vibrant.

His bride-to-be is just too passionate to face a row of parties, clubbing and hurrah. Gracia Anthony tried hard to improve Viviane's behavior by marrying them. In the opinion of Mrs Gracia, Raymundo was able to overcome Viviane.

If Viviane doesn't get married anytime soon, Oldest Brother Gracia Anthony will give away her fortune in a nursing home and Viviane will only get an old car that can't even be turned on.

Viviane will not accept Raymundo Alvaro and adjust. Raymundo's not Viviane's taste, for anything. Raymundo Alvaro is like the cliffs of Mother in Australia; tall, steep and rigid.

"Please enjoy your dinner. I'm sorry I can't cook. Lucky Queena's here."

"You need to learn to cook," Raymundo said flatly.

"Oh, my precious nails have just been painted. I can't put a weird smell on them."

"I'm married to a big deal" nods Raymundo. His phone vibrated, one message came in.

💌

Twin B, have dinner with Mr. Greg Luigi's.

Chapito. Resto 8 pm.

Raymundo typing reply message.

💌

Reservations in Chapito, soon.

"I'm taking!" Raymundo got up from sitting down. "Boss, I'm leaving."

"No need, I can do it myself!" reject Viviane.

Raymundo nodded to the exit instead, "We go together!"

Viviane won't. Passing through the living room, Queena was busy arranging the dining table. Face lifting. Raymundo hurriedly release the handle on Viviane. I don't like to see Queena look at him.

"Are we not going to dinner?"

"We're probably gonna eat out, ma'am."

"We have a lot of fresh food at home" Queena said.

"It's the last." Look at Viviane.

"I'll learn to cook hard from you, Queena, from tomorrow."

Queena blinked her shoulder, continue the work. Raymundo Alvaro led Viviane to the parking lot, sitting quietly behind the wheel. Chewing jaws.

Is Bellova in love? Let Bellova fall in love. Isn't that good for you? Why, Raymundo Alvaro doesn't like it? Why is he so disturbed?

Car arrives at Chapito restaurant.

"Why are we here?" Viviane started complaining.

"Eat night."

Go inside and head straight for the top floor because Bellova's cell phone signal came from above. Pass the spiral staircase. Clucked inwardly as the gaze struck Bellova Driely who was chatting intimately with her future husband.

Inevitably, it was easy for the woman to smile at the foreign man. Or do they know each other? Stupid timing. Then why is he curious?

Sitting at a table not far from Bellova. The woman was still gawking when she saw him. As if he wanted to run at her and scratch her.

"We've got plenty of fresh food and you're dragging me to eat here, Mr Alvaro?" viviane Oceh.

"You can go to the club after this." He said without taking a look from Bellova. "I won't tell Mrs Gracia."

"really?" Viviane. "I don't want to be followed."

"Of course."

"I wish I knew what we were going to do here? Not my taste at all."

"Biasir. Two strangers need a romantic atmosphere to get to know each other. Didn't we?"

"alright. I'll pretend to accept. After all you need a little bit of a pleasure shake. Men are too seriously boring."

"You can marry a clown, miss."

Bellova rolled both her eyes. Nauseate him. Do I care? He knows Bellova curses.

"Didn't you like it?" greg asked, looking at Bellova's huffed look.

"No, Mister. Let's eat."

Bellova's nervous. Feeling depressed, Bellova raised her face, defiantly retorting. Brave woman.

"What do you want to eat, Mr Alvaro?" Viviane asked.

"Anything."

"Octopus Carpacio, will you?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Eat!"

"Thank you."

The man is very considerate and Bellova is flowering. Idiotically.

"You want a Brulee creme?"

"Chocolate and peanut delight, sir." Bellova took a strong breath, releasing the spoon in her hand. "I need to go to the toilet."

"Does this food bother you?"

"No, Mister. I'll be gone for a second."

Bellova walked quickly to the toilet. The eyes of the woman lit up when their eyes met. Scold him, "Let's talk, asshole!"

Greg Luigi looks at Bellova's departure. The man's right hand moves the flower pot to the edge, then puts the hand into the coat pocket.

"I'm going for a minute." Raymundo stood up to see Bellova. The tail of an eye accidentally finds Greg Luigi pulling something out of his coat, a bottle of blue ampoules. Pouring something into Bellova's drink.

Raymundo pushing the bench. Go to Greg Luigi. Hold Greg's shoulder. The man turned around.

"Master?! What's up, Mister?"

Rotating Greg Luigi's shoulders and swinging his forehead right in Greg's nose.

"Abuehhhh ...."

Greg fell on the bench, nudging a vase of flowers at the end of the table.

Prangs!

"Raymundo Alvaro? What are you doing?" viviane came to him.

"Master?!" grumbling Greg clenched his fist, Raymundo smirked at him until Greg thought once more.

"Oh my God, save us, what happened?" pekik Bellova ran fast. Greg Luigi got a bloody nose.

"Are you okay?" bellova asked in the fog, picked up a tissue and wiped Greg's face. "What's going on?"

Greg didn't say, look at him.

"Is this Master bothering you, Sir?" bellova asked wrathfully and disgustedly.

"Miss Bellova. Forgive us." Viviane held onto her half-dragging arm to get away from there immediately. However, he desperately wanted to smash Greg Luigi's face.

"Hey hey, tell me, what's your problem, sir?" Bellova rode up to hold the other arm.

"Bellova, we're leaving!"

The restaurant manager came.

"No. Tell me, what's your problem!" cold Bellova reprimand. "Why beat people up at will? What's wrong, Mister?"

Raymundo Alvaro stared at Bellova.

"Braggly!" This woman is not helped.

Throw Bellova's hand off her, she pushes Viviane away from there.

"What's going on, sir?" The hotel manager rebuked him.

"Let's talk downstairs."

Anger filled his head and his body was in revolt. Sorry, why don't you break the drink. Raymundo Alvaro turned on Viviane.

"Go to the club, your taxi's waiting."

Raymundo still stayed and spoke to the manager, requesting CCTV footage. He'll send it to Greg Luigi's company and have them kick the man full of that mode.

Not coming home, Raymundo Alvaro went to the studio. BM make a studio replacement key.

What if Bellova goes to Greg's?

Then let the woman's destiny speak.

Go to the study, sketch his face filled with scribbles and swearing. It's sad when people fall in love. Bellova is seen falling in love with him but is open herself to many men. Women are so careless.

The studio door opens. The woman came. Alone because there were no other footsteps. Breathe freely.

The door to the room is open. Bellova came in and cursed about her, took off her coat and wriggled on the bed like a woman was, um um.

"Oh, what did I drink earlier?" Husky Bellova's voice, sounding very wet in her ears.

Holding her head, Bellova realized her whereabouts. Sharp instincts. Turn on the sleep lights.

"Arggghhh ...." Screaming, jumping down towards the switch.

Raymundo Alvaro grabs Bellova's body to go to bed. Pounding by opium. When his hands touched that velvety smooth skin. Bellova is so beautiful when only the interior remains.

"Help!"

Bellova struggled with all her might.

"Help!" screams again. Raymundo held Bellova's body with his body. Bellova stopped revolting.

"You enjoyed your date, Bellova?" tanyanya.

Bellova's breath roared on the bed.

"What do you want, Lord Raymondo Alvaro? Get married and live happily. Don't bother me! Don't torture me!" Bellova speaks out loud.

"Is that so?" her question could not help but touch Bellova, creeping over her plain and fragrant delicate body. Bellova groans.

"You like her?"

"Hen ... ti .. kan!" Bellova tried to get up.

"You'll miss this."

He played on Bellova's back. Des**bellova.

"Bellova Driely Damier, you're mine. Just me!"

Unknowingly those words jumped out of his lips.

"Are you going to come and sleep with me after you get married?" A broken hearted woman's voice. "My breath is tight, help me."

Although ....

Bellova shivered, buttoning her lips tightly until the neck veins came out under the surface of the skin. It was obvious not to be too hard on Raymundo Alvaro to make love to him. Her passion peaked in the crown, Bellova became excessively restless. The breath hunts and heart rhythm as if running a marathon.

"Bellova, did you drink your drink?!"

Raymundo Alvaro is awakening. Bellova probably drank after she left. Loosen hug. Bellova immediately turned around, suddenly grabbing Raymundo's neck. Snatching like trance, sucking hard. Bellova instantly turned into a beast.

"I changed my mind, I want you!" bellova said.

Nails stuck to his back, scratching.

"Aarggghhh ...." It was so sharp that Raymond Alvaro screamed.

A little off guard, Bellova pushed her body very roughly on the bed and pulled the suit until the buttons came off. Bellova's body is curled like a strip-tease dancer, over her body. Terrible to see when this woman is poisoned by a stimulant liquid. Moreover, Raymundo Alvaro was like a goat exposed to rain, paralyzing. It's just too shock. I didn't expect to be attacked back.

"You're stalking my date, do you want to fuck me?" Bellova's accusation is unclear.

Bellova's eyes, sweet, seductive, wild and savage at the same time. Which kind of medicine is this? Is not the female stimulant effect restless, anxious, want to make love but resigned to fate? Why is Bellova aggressive and so powerful? Even like having to take strong drugs specifically for men? Raymundo Alvaro was lying on the bed while Bellova had her hands together.

"Belloa?!"

"Whatdoyouwant? Tell me, you son of a bitch! Why spy on me?"

Raymundo's shirt has come off. No elegance, Bellova tore it apart leaving it a tie and Bellova has been wrung on her chest until Raymundo Alvaro feels it will be told* someone.

"You want me?" Bellova messed up again, pursing her lips using a fast tempo and forcing. Get down his body quickly, get in his pants. Wrestling with belts.

"Hey ..., hey!!!"

"Fuck, why are men's pants this complicated? Did you use the most up-to-date belt?"

Bellova didn't know to put the belt hook on her pants. Raymundo Alvaro got up quickly, then used force, carrying Bellova. Both Bellova's legs immediately pinched her waist and Bellova's lips did not stop the fondling, even biting her lips firmly until she screamed in pain.

"Aarrrgghhhh! Damn it!"

"You like this, huh? Oh yeah, my Baby, you'll remember this while sleeping with Viviane!"

Bellova moved to her neck, sucking strongly. Until he twitched.

"Arrghbw ...."

"Let's rock and roll, Baby," Bellova said in her ear, licking it. Amused, seductive, then ....

Bellova ate.

"Arrggghh .., stop it!" Raymundo screamed in pain every now and then.

"Oh c'mon Mr. Cool, play with me. You'll be hooked."

Bellova is getting worse. Their plain chest meets, and the friction is pretty good burning passion. Raymundo take Bellova to the kitchen. Meanwhile, Bellova has taken power.

Bumped against the wall by a fragile balance, Raymundo just kept stepping up, looking for a refrigerator. Her back ached and Bellova kept licking her neck.

"Oh, this is the best chocolate in the world. Sweet, savory and delicious. But this chocolate will wrap another nut and maybe print a Silver Queen counter product."

Unexplained. Raymundo opened the refrigerator door, lucky there was a lot of milk.

"Please, take off your pants, sir!" Bellova closed the refrigerator door tightly until the objects on top of the refrigerator fell.

"After we drink milk!" raymundo takes control of Bellova. Promise to break Greg Luigi's hand before sundown tomorrow.

Raymundo mounts Bellova on the pantry, painstakingly opens the milk cover. She didn't know if it was effective or not, but Queena had said something about milk as an antidote.

"Oh sir, your pants, huh? Goddamn it, take your pants off!" bellova's growl became more and more passionate.

Raymundo managed to open the milk box.

"Drink, Bellova! We'll get laid after this. Drink the milk."

Bellova grabbed the milk box, immediately gulped.

"spend!"

Raymundo grimaced as his entire body was scratched.

Sir!

Milk box thrown, Bellova back at him.

"Open your pants!"

"No, drink more milk!" While Raymundo was busy opening the milk box again, Bellova clung back and held her lips hostage. There is no pleasure just pain because use the teeth to chew his lower lip.

"Arrrgghhh .. stop!"

The milk box opened, Raymundo did not realize Bellova's hand reached the butcher's knife on the plate rack. Direct it to his neck, until he is very surprised.

"Bellova, put that down!"

"I want to fuck you, asshole, not milk!"

"Alright, calm down Bellova."

The blade descended his chest with a sexy move past his navel. Getting down. Raymundo held his breath. The knife was very sharp.

"Ohh, how sexy is this guy!" bellova pulled Raymundo's pants and didn't wait to slash his pants' heads and belts.

"Hey .. hey .. slow down!" Raymundo was horrified to see the way Bellova slashed her pants until they broke up.

"Wow, this kitchen knife is so great, I have to buy another dozen."

Bellova tore off the fabric of her pants and exuberance when her thighs were seen. Throw the knife away. Bellova's toes go down her thighs with erotic movements** while one leg drops her pants on the other.

Oh God. It won't end easy for Bellova unless she gets what she wants. Milk doesn't work.

Raymundo grabs a woman dying of passion. A little seduced Bellova to calm down. They're kissing. Raymundo Alvaro endured the pain of a cut to the lip while carrying Bellova stepped back into the room, closing the door with her long legs. Go to bed. Ladeny Bellova.

"Oh, the chocolate melted. It's so sweet."

Bellova's eyes glowed and the body was shiny. This is the second time Bellova and Raymundo Alvaro have spent the night together.

***

So, both Bellova and Belliza if drunk a bit of a parahan.

This is the longest chapter in Hottest Man I have ever written, 3020 words (can be 3 chapters) I combine into one chapter so that readers are not disturbed when reading.

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