Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 264
"Daddy, can we talk to you for a second?" marvelllo asked Marcello who wanted to return to the main room, after Dylan and Mac returned to their residence.
"Of course, Marvel. What's up?"
Marcello sat on the sofa in his casual style while looking at Marvel's very serious face.
"Dad, it's about my matchmaking." Marvel was confused about how to express his wishes to Daddy.
"Why? Have you wondered who your future wife is?" ask Marcello.
"Ehm, it's not really about that, Dad. It's about another girl, the girl I want to apply for" Marvel said.
Marcello rounded his eyes after hearing Marvel's words. Marvel is very serious when it comes to saying it.
"Just a second!"
Marcello got up from his seat and then quickly stepped out of the room. Marvel seems confused because the Daddy left himself just like that even though he has not finished expressing his intentions.
Not long after, Marcello returns while leading Marissa and invites the woman to sit with him.
"What the hell is it, Dad?" ask Marissa for confusion.
"There was a little surprise from our son, Cha. Isn't it Marvel?" reply Marcello.
"really? What's that surprise, Marvel?" Marissa's face looked pretty cramped. He looked at Marvel and threw a warm smile.
Marvel paused for a moment and tried to steady his heart to express his wishes to Daddy and Mommy.
"Mom, Dad, I want to propose to a girl and I need the support and blessing of both of you" Marvel said.
"This is serious, Vel?" peek at Marissa with round eyes. "who is that girl? Do we know him?"
Marvel nodded his head slowly. "Yes, you know him. Even know him well,"
"Certainly, who is he?" asked Marissa who was so curious about the figure of the girl who had made Marvel's heart melt.
"I'll pick her up, can you wait here for a minute?" pinta Marvel's.
"Huh?" Marissa knitted her eyebrows together with Mr. Marcello who seemed to be confused as well.
"Just for a second!"
"Where is the girl's house until she asks us to wait here?" marissa Mumbled.
"Okay, but I hope that girl's a good girl."
Marvel left the room and headed for the kitchen. He knew that Shakila was still there helping the servants. Sure enough, the girl was busy chatting with the servants while tidying up the tableware.
Slowly Marvel approached Shakila then grabbed the girl's hand. "Come with me, Shakila. There's something I want to talk to you about" said Marvel.
"Ah, yes for a moment, sir." Shakila wiped his hands before Marvel took her.
"Eh, Miss Shakila is the same as Mr. Marvel" said one of the servants to the other.
"eeh, yes. I think so too. Mr. Melvin is less suited because Mr. Melvin looks more aggressive, Arrgghhh!" the other sahut.
"Hhh, you could have!" And the servants laughed together in the room while doing their chores.
"Where are we going, Young Master?"
"Meet Mommy and Daddy" Marvel said without letting Shakila's hand out of hers.
"E-em, but for what, sir?" ask Shakila again.
Marvel did not answer Shakila's question and continued to step foot until they arrived in the room.
Marissa and Marcello rounded their eyes again as they watched Marvel return to the room with Shakila.
"Shakila?!" peekot Marissa.
Marissa clutched Marcello's arm then shook it. "Don't let my hunch be right, Dad! Our firstborn loves Shakila!" he said half a whisper.
Marissa often caught Marvel watching Shakila from a distance and from Marvel's eyes to Shakila's, Marissa knew that there were other feelings her first child felt.
"We just listen to the explanation" said Marcello.
"Sit down, Shakila."
Shakila sat down on the sofa, next to Marvel with a confused face.
For a moment, the room was suddenly quiet. All of them lyrically with each other with their own thoughts.
"Mom, Dad ..." Marvel began to open the voice. "this is the girl, the girl who wants Marvel to propose to be Marvel's life companion later," he continued.
Shakila's eyes grew bigger and her mouth gaped after hearing Marvel's shocking statement. "But, Mister-"
Shakila had not finished speaking, Marvel grabbed her hand then grasped it tightly and made Shakila finally speechless.
"Just what I said, Dad!" peekik Marissa while hugging Marcello's body which still looks confused.
"So ... That girl is Shakila?" marcello asked him to make sure Marvel wasn't joking with him.
"Yes, Dad. The girl is Shakila." replied Marvel steadily.
Shakila's throat was choked. He can't say anything more. Even to swallow the saliva feels drag.
"What about you, Shakila? Would you be willing if Marvel proposed to you?" marcello asked with a serious look at Shakila's paled face.
"I-i ...."
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