Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 15

A week later,

Marissa and Sarrah's relationship deteriorated. Both Marissa and Sarrah, both think that they are rivals and continue to think about getting rid of each other.

"Darling, I want that diamond ring yesterday, yeah! Don't get me wrong" Sarrah said as she wrestled spoiled in the arm of Marcello who had just arrived from her office.

At that time Marissa was sitting relaxed on the sofa in the main room while sending a chat message to her best friend, Erika. Marissa rolled her eyes when she heard the woman's whining.

"Basic marte chick!" marissa murmured, although in fact it was also the same as the woman, equally matre.

Marcello realized that Marissa was sitting on the couch in the room. The man approached Marissa, and so did Sarrah.

"Good afternoon, Icha!"

Suddenly Marcello sprinkled a warm kiss on Marissa's forehead then gently rattled the top of her head.

"Good afternoon too, Dad!" sahut Marissa while glancing at Sarrah who looks very upset with him.

Marcello dropped himself right next to Marissa. Sarrah also sat next to Marcello while leaning her head on the shoulder of her future husband.

"How was your lecture today, fun?" marcello asked as he placed his hand on Marissa's shoulder.

"That's how it is" said Marissa who returned to focus on the screen of her phone.

"Eh, listen there is one of the Lecturers who is falling out with Marissa, why not just be accepted, Marissa? Moreover, the lecturer is still single and handsome," sidelines Sarrah.

Marissa looked at the woman. He wondered where Sarrah knew all about him, especially the story that was warm on campus. Yes, on campus there is a warm gossip about Marissa's proximity to one of the handsome Lecturers. However, Marissa's relationship with the Lecturer was actually still within reasonable limits.

"really?" ask Marcello.

Marcello knitted his eyebrows while looking intently at Marissa.

"Yes, that's right, honey. After all, the lecturer is still single and also from the family who are, so it is suitable to be a Marissa couple," Sarrah continued.

Marissa smiled wryly. "You're really great, Miss Sarrah. You have a talent for being a detective. Even the hot news on my campus, you know."

Sarrah threw away Marissa's face with a sly smile.

"Hey, don't you dare mess with that Lecturer huh, Cha! Daddy's serious, Daddy doesn't want you to get close to the guy" Marcello said, looking annoyed at Marissa.

Marissa looked in wonder at Marcello while linking her eyebrows together. "What if I'm so close to the Lecturer, Dad? Is that wrong?" ask Marissa.

Marcello got up from his seat and extended his hand to Sarrah to let the woman come with him. Sarrah semringah, he welcomed Marcello's hand with a cynical smile to Marissa.

The couple soon left Marissa there alone. Marissa is back in conversation with Erika. He expressed all his frustration towards the witch. However, after a while, he began to feel thirsty. His throat feels dry.

Marissa got up from her seat then stepped towards the kitchen. Arriving there, Marissa took a glass and filled it with packaged fruit juice in the refrigerator. He had a sip of the juice, then brought the drink glass to his room.

However, his steps came to a halt when he heard the sound of des*han from inside Marcello's private room. Marissa knew who the voice belonged to. Who else if not Sarrah, the witch woman.

Marissa was curious. He could not resist the turmoil in his heart to witness their affection. Slowly Marissa approached the door of the room and peeked out from behind the gap of the door that was not tightly closed.

He watched the couple kissing*man so wildly. Sarrah sat down on Marcello's desk and held her hand to the man's neck. Marcello eagerly explored Sarrah's lips and tongue. Marcello's hand continued to trace every curve of Sarrah's leg to the woman's groin.

I don't know why Marissa felt her heart burn. His chest was hot and his brain was boiling. Unknowingly, he grasped the glass he was holding very hard until finally, he,

Prakkk!!!

"Akh!" marissa screamed after noticing that her hand was injured and covered in blood.

Suddenly it made the couple who were enjoying their affection, surprised. Marcello released Sarrah's body and rushed to open the door of the room.

Marcello was shocked to find Marissa wounded and immediately approached the girl.

"Icha, what's wrong with you?!"

Marcello panicked and grabbed Marissa's injured hand. Without warning, Marcello lifts Marissa's body and holds the girl back to her room screaming for her Assistant, Joe.

"Joe! Joe's! Hurry up, get the Doctor, Marissa is hurt!!!" marcello shouted with a panicked face.

Marissa fell silent as she watched Marcello's panicked face. I don't know why he felt so happy when Marcello worried about him like that. He even forgot the pain in his hand due to the broken glass.

Marissa put her hand against Marcello's neck and leaned her head against the man. Marcello's heartbeat sounded so clear to his ears, like the beat of music so beautiful to Marissa.

Sarrah is upset not playing. Especially seeing Marcello who was so worried about the state of Marissa.

"I'm sure Marissa must have done that to bother us!" annoyed Sarrah.

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