Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 22
Upon arrival at the Mansion, Marissa immediately ran towards her room. He is still upset with Marcello who is so easy to decide things without caring about what he thinks.
"Cha!" marcello shouted, but the girl still did not care about her call.
"Have I gone too far, Joe?" ask Marcello to Joe who just got out of his car.
Joe was eager to shout 'Yes, sir! You've been so outrageous!', but he couldn't possibly dare to say it. And with a heavy heart, Joe was forced to shake his head while saying .
"No, Sir."
"Well, right! It's only natural for me to act like that because Marissa is my Son and I don't want my daughter to do anything!" marcello.
Joe held back his laughter from breaking. He wanted to laugh when he heard the man's words. "Keep from where, sir? Your attitude has crossed the line, "inner Joe.
By night, in Marissa's room.
After cleaning up and getting dressed, Marissa put her body on the bed. He was still upset by Marcello's ridiculous behavior today.
Dreett .. dreettt ...
"Icha baby!" greet Erika from across the phone.
"Erika, what a coincidence. I want to talk to you, can I?" marissa.
"Of course, I'm also not doing anything!" erika Sahut.
"Eh, maybe not, if I fell in love with my own Daddy?" ask Marissa.
"Yes, it's impossible! It can't be either, can it! You are just weird," said Erika.
"But if it's true?" ask Marissa again.
"What?! Are you really in love with Hot Daddy? Then, did your Daddy fall in love with you too?" ask Erika tingling.
"I don't know, Erika! I don't understand how I feel about him. As for Daddy, he can't possibly fall in love with me, Erika. Isn't he my father? She loves her lover, the Witch! Even their engagement was in sight. And damn it again, I still can't get rid of that woman from my Daddy" Marissa said with an annoyed look.
"Oh, yes! Speaking of engagement, do you have any acquaintances? Who is good at making replica jewelry? What really looks like a hundred percent is indistinguishable?! No, no?!" ask Marissa.
"A little while, I'm trying to remember!"
For a while, there was no sound across the phone. After that, Erika spoke again.
"I forgot, Cha. But the feeling I once had was a great acquaintance in making jewelry. I'll remember and if I remember, I'll tell you!" erika Sahut.
"Eh, uh, what exactly are you looking for someone who can make jewelry? I'm curious, don't you want to do it again, okay?" asked Erika curiously.
Marissa chuckled after hearing the question from her best friend. "So, I just want to play around with the Witch" replied Marissa.
"OK, okay! Just calm down!" erika Sahut.
Tok ... tok ...
"Cha, are you asleep?" ask Marcello from behind Marissa's door.
"Eh, seriously! My dad's coming, looks like he wants to see me. Bye first, Erika!"
Without hearing the answer from her best friend, Marissa immediately decides her call and hides behind her blanket.
Marcello was curious because there was no answer from Marissa. He called the girl's name again, knocking on her door.
"Cha, is this Daddy? Open the door, Daddy wants to talk to you" said Marcello.
"Wine! Where did the door forget I had the key! Oh, stupid me!" marissa muttered behind her blanket.
"Is Marissa asleep?" Marcello.
Marcello tries to open the door to Marissa's room and turns out the door is unlocked. He smiled as he walked in and approached Marissa's bed.
"Cha, you're asleep, huh?!" ask Marcello.
The man sat on the edge of Marissa's bed, right next to the girl's body.
"Okay, hell!" marissa closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
Slowly Marcello grabbed the blanket covering Marissa's body and opened it. Marissa's pretty face closed her eyes.
"Cha?!" call Marcello while gently stroking the girl's cheek.
However, Marissa's acting was really good. Marcello doesn't even realize that Marissa is just pretending to sleep.
"I'm sorry Daddy, Cha. Daddy's outrageous, but it's all for your good. Daddy doesn't want that guy to hurt you and take advantage of you" Marcello murmured.
"Good night, Icha baby! Have a good dream," said Marcello while putting a warm kiss on Marissa's forehead.
Marissa felt her blood flow faster when Marcello kissed her forehead.
Marcello got up and walked towards the door. Very slowly, Marcello again closed the door of Marissa's room, so that the girl's sleep was not disturbed.
"Good night, Dad! Thank you," said Marissa slowly.
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