My Naughty Fiance's
Weekend

"Hellii.I mean, Graceeeee...." Dulce let go of his father's hand, then ran over to the two beautiful women who greeted him on the terrace of the mansion.

"I miss you, Grace. Very!!" Dulce hugged Helli's waist, sticking his face on Helli's belly that had not yet protruded.

"Grace is here. First rule, Pie."

"Ops, wrong person apparently," Dulce giggled amusedly. "I thought it was you, Grace. His ass is a little bit denser. Helli Apparently. Hi, Helli." Dulce turned his body, grinning wide to show his rows of white and small teeth.

"I'm gonna hug Grace and I'm waiting for your kiss, Helli."

Helli nodded his head while laughing looking at Grace's frowning face, pretending to be annoyed.

"Oh, Grace! I missed you half alive!" Dulce squealed in a style that was deliberately made dramatic. "Hug me!"

"Hm, come!" Grace spread out both hands, Dulce instantly squandered into his arms. "I miss you too." Grace twirled their bodies until they were both dizzy.

"Ehm,"

Deheman Damian stopped the two.

"Good morning, Mr. Lawrence's." Grace waved one hand while her other hand, hugging the neck of Dulce standing in front of her, stuck to her body.

''I don't mind you dropping off your daughter earlier than promised, looks like you have some business that can't be delayed. Weekends are lovers' day." Grace glancing joke. Inside Damian's car, Grenda waits impatiently. The woman accidentally lowers the windshield to show that she is there and prepares to spend a fun weekend with Damian.

As usual, Grenda dressed up with shakes, applying a flaming red lipstick teasingly. The clothes worn are also low-necked, showing off a chest that is so wow. The Dadaa of Grace's dreams.

"Thank you for your understanding, Miss Vasquez," Damian seemed to hold back his frustration. Grace's insinuation turned out to be a little offended.

"No need to bother, Mr. Lawrence and no hurry. Enjoy your time with your girlfriend. Dulce's safe with me."

Damian. Now it was hard for her to interpret whether Grace was insinuating her or how. The girl's words sounded like they were being insinuated, but Grace's expression and laughter looked sincere and what they were. Is this what the satirical technique says that is so very sweet. If so, Grace manages to do so until Damian is confused as to what to respond to.

"Pie, be a good boy. Don't bother, ahemm, Helli and Grace."

"Why are you wrong when you say my wife's name?"

A heavy voice came from the direction of the door. Gavin sauntered leisurely, approached his wife and embraced her possessively.

Damian was totally misbehaved with these Vasquezs. Does he look like a widower who wants to snatch another man's wife?

"Let's just get him wrong. Mr. Lawrence Helli's admirers. By the way, Mr. Lawrence, have you been a member of the official Helli fan club."

Damian choked and coughed. Fan club? Does he have free time to monitor the daily life of Helli Lepisto.

"There you will get information about Helli's latest news and be able to greet each other members." Grace ignores Damian's increasingly becoming cough.

What do you care about that beautiful model?

"I'll think about it" Damian said, choosing to keep playing the role that he admired Helli so much. In addition to not wanting to argue with his purse, he also deliberately made Gavin feel annoyed.

"Your love is waiting, don't let women wait any longer. Holy hooch! I'm so upset with him. Stop being a model, Helli!" Gavin pulls out Helli's hand, taking his wife inside the house. Didn't want Damian to enjoy his wife's pretty face. The jealousy is futile.

"Tell your father good fun, Pie."

Damian always seemed to have to remember if his daughter's new friend was indeed a late adult girl.

"Daddy will pick you up before six in the afternoon."

"Oh, it's still too early. No need to hurry, Mr. Lawrence's." Grace waved both her hands.

Damian nosedived his eyebrows, only to realize the appearance of Grace who was still wearing pajamas.

"Truly the girl who grew up late."

"You said something, Mr. Lawrence, Dulce's Daddy?"

Damian did not answer. How can there be a girl who is still wearing sleepwear when the sun is shining brightly. But Damian had to admit, the girl's scent felt really fresh. The smell of laundry soap that does not blend with perfume. Very natural.

"Daddy says the girl's growing up late."

"Of course." Dulce shrugged both of his shoulders. "Dad, go so that Grace and I can play."

Damian gives a kiss on his daughter's head and passes when Grenda has also honked the car horn.

"Your lady is impatient."

Damian was about to gag the girl's mouth when he saw the beautiful bead glittering mischievously as if he could guess what Damian and Grenda would do while on a date.

"I hope you didn't poison my daughter's brain."

"God! What kind of accusation is that? I'm a pure girl who's still holy." Grace put on a pretended offended face. But then the girl smiled.

"May your date be fun, Mr. Damians. I'm sincere."

Damian did not respond anymore. It's over soon.

"Your face is beautiful again, Grace."

"Yes, Helli took good care of me. How's school?"

"You're right. My friends don't bother me much anymore. They believe you're my mother."

"Oh yeah," Grace and Dulce giggle at celebrating their triumph that manages to trick Dulce's annoying friends.

"What are we gonna do, Grace? Are we coloring our nails."

"of course. Come on, let's go in. Helli must have been waiting in my room."

Holding hands the two entered the house, crossed the main hall and headed straight for the second floor where Grace's room was located.

"Me and Helli bought some clothes for you. I hope you like it."

"Gift?"

"Yeah, just think of it. You can get rid of those furry clothes."

"Does it look weird, Gre?" Dulce looked at the costume she was wearing. The same clothes they met at school.

"You think?"

"It's weird."

"You'll be beautiful after this. Helli will transform you with his magical hand. You're ready, sweet girl."

"I'm really impatient, Gre!"

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"I love the striking colors," Dulce stared one by one dozens of nail polish lined up before him. It turns out they're not the ones who'll dye their nails. But there were already some people there who did work for Helli.

"No, Pie. It doesn't suit you. I'll vote for you. You mind?"

"No. I believe you."

In the end both asked Helli to choose the color that was suitable for them.

Once their nails are finished being colored, it's time for them to make changes to Dulce. She took off all the clothes Dulce was wearing and changed her haircut. They spent almost two hours in the long run.

"Wow! Dulce, you look so awesome. Oh my God, as I thought, you're a very pretty girl. Let's see you." Grace took the glass and gave it to Dulce.

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