Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 30

For a moment they were immersed in their own feelings. Marcello did not even stop to smell the fragrance from the girl's hair while stroking her smooth back.

Similarly, Marissa, the girl was tightly hugging Marcello's body while listening to the rhythm of Marcello's heartbeat racing quickly.

Marcello threw the towel lying on the floor in any direction using his feet. He didn't want Marissa to grab the towel, let alone put it on.

"Dad!?" call Marissa.

"Hmmm," muttered Marcello as she continued to smell the fragrance from Marissa's hair.

"Can you help me find my towel?" marissa asked while targeting the floor using her feet to find the whereabouts of the towel.

Marcello pretended to look to the right and to the left to find the whereabouts of the towel that he had thrown in any direction. "Daddy didn't find the towel, Cha" said Marcello.

Marissa looked disappointed, she bent her face while continuing to look for the existence of the towel using her feet. After he was sure the towel was indeed missing, he asked Marcello to lead him to bed.

"Dad, lead me to bed. I want to grab my blanket" said Marissa, who had no other choice.

With a heavy heart, Marcello also complied with the request of his daughter. He led Marissa to the bed without breaking her arms with the girl. Marcello even more tightly embraced the girl's innocent body.

Upon arrival at the bed, Marissa rushed to grab her blanket. Then with lightning fast, he covered his innocent body using a blanket.

"Whoa!!!" Marissa breathed a sigh of relief as she finally managed to cover her body. "Dad, now Daddy can let go of your embrace" said Marissa after she was convinced her body was covered by the blanket.

"Well," said Marcello, releasing Marissa's body slowly.

"Thank you, Dad!" marissa said with a bowed face after Marcello released her body. He was really embarrassed and could not bear to look him in the eye.

"Daddy is back."

Marcello immediately turned around and left Marissa's room with mixed feelings.

"Crazy! Not that I want to be angry with Marissa, why even be friendly with her! It's all because of that damn towel, he might just slide at the wrong time!" marcello was furious when he was in his room.

Meanwhile, at Sarrah's apartment.

"I need to be able to maintain this relationship. I can't lose to that damn girl and let her take Marcel! Yes, Lord, may Marcel keep Marissa's true status hidden! I'm afraid that if one day, the girl finds out that Marcel is not her real father, she'll take the man away from me. No, that must not happen" said Sarrah, wiping her tears.

Next morning.

Early in the morning Sarrah was getting ready for the Marcello Mansion. Joe has promised to pick her up because later tonight their engagement will be held on a massive scale.

After dressing up and looking as beautiful as possible, Sarrah was immediately down from her room to the apartment lobby. Joe was waiting for his arrival. Joe smiled as Sarrah walked up to him and he immediately opened the car door for his future wife.

"Good morning, Miss!" greet Joe.

"Good morning, Joe. How are the party preparations tonight? Is everything ready?!" ask Sarrah.

"Yes, Miss. Everything is ready 99.9 percent" said Joe as he drove his car.

Sarrah's face looks cramped. His sense of urgency last night slowly began to diminish. Especially considering that she will become a Grand Mistress in Marcello's magnificent Mansion.

"After I'm legitimately the Madam of the Mansion, I'll have an easier time getting rid of Marissa. Let's see, little Icha, who among us will stand by Marcello's side," Sarrah's inner voice revealed a faint smile on her lips.

Upon arrival at the Mansion, Sarrah immediately entered the magnificent building and the first person she wanted to meet was her lover, Marcello.

Marcello was having breakfast with Marissa. Their breakfast this time was completely quiet. None of them were willing to open their voices. Their incident and debate last night made the two go awry.

"Morning, Honey!" greet Sarrah, when she arrived in the dining room. He approached Marcello and then put a kiss on the lips of his lover.

Marissa did not want to look at Marcello or Sarrah. He continued to enjoy his breakfast in the morning without looking over let alone greeting the couple.

After she finished enjoying her breakfast, Marissa hurried away. He didn't even ask his Daddy for permission. Marcello could only exhale heavily while staring at Marissa's back which was getting away from her.

"Darling, I never hated Marissa for the slightest thing. On the contrary, I want the girl to be a good girl and obey you. You have to be tough, honey! Don't let Marissa do what she wants here, she's afraid that she'll get out of control" Sarrah said as she stroked Marcello's still-silent shoulder.

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