Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 69

Just after Marcello finished his bath ritual, he was surprised by the crowd of servants who were taking out the items in his room. Marcello looked in wonder at the servants and then approached them.

"What the hell, who would have dared to order you to take out my things?!" upset Marcello.

"E, um, that's ... Miss Marissa," said one of her servants with her head bowed.

Suddenly Marissa entered the room with a face that seemed innocent. He smiled as he looked at Marcello who looked upset, then approached the man.

Marissa is back in action again. Especially at that time Marcello only wore a small towel to cover his weapon. The girl poked her hand against Marcello's neck while giving a mischievous flick. The large chewy fruit of Marissa stuck perfectly on the chest of the man's field.

"Daddy EL, isn't this room now ours? So, donk Icha can change the atmosphere of this room, to make it feel more comfortable. This room feels cramped, Dad," said Marissa.

Marcello was unable to speak, he could only swallow the saliva while enduring the turmoil of his soul that wanted to immediately invite the girl to wrestle on the bed.  Moreover, the two chewy circles are so tempting his faith.

Something covered in a small towel began to rise and twitch. Marcello immediately let go of Marissa's hand then moved away from the girl. He did not want Marissa to realize that something down there was already thrashing asking for her rights.

"Do what you want to do, Daddy wants to get dressed right away" he said, waltzing off into the clothes room.

Marcello cursed violently because his weapon woke up and the mangosteen was down there. "You may rise up, huh! Embarrassing. Remember, that girl is the little baby you used to love as a child! Don't let me actually do that to him, which means I'm a depraved father!"

If Marcello swore rudely because of his weapon that woke up because of Marissa's temptation, different from the girl. He cursed violently because the man managed to resist his desires.

"Damn it! The man had strong faith as well!" pissed Marissa.

Suddenly a servant ran up to Marissa with a pale face.

"Miss, Miss Marissa. Outside, there are some cops who want to meet you."

"Police?!"

A bad feeling had begun to be felt when he heard the Servant's words, about the Police who wanted to meet him. Marissa moved her legs while thinking. Upon arrival at the front yard of the Mansion, it turned out to be true. There were some police officers waiting for his arrival.

Marissa shook her head slowly, when she saw Sarrah among the few Policemen. The woman smirked cunningly when she came to them.

"Sorry, can I help you?" marissa asked as she watched Sarrah standing next to one of the Police Officers.

"We have reports that you have stolen and faked Miss Sarrah's jewelry, causing harm to her."

"Already, Sir! Let's just search his room. I'm sure he must have hidden my ring there" Sarrah sidestepped with great enthusiasm.

"This must be a misunderstanding, sir! There's no way our Miss did the theft" said Joe, who was there.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Joe. We have to search Miss Marissa's room to confirm the truth."

Joe has no right to forbid the police from doing their duty. He let them in and searched the magnificent building.

"Alright, please."

Joe leads the police to Marissa's room. While Marissa walked behind them with a paled face. He squeezed both his hands in turn. She remembered that Sarah's ring was still in her closet.

"Campus, you're Marissa! This is my vengeance because you've already rotted my fingers and almost got amputated!" said Sarrah who was walking beside him in half a whisper.

Marissa smiled sinisterly looking at the woman. "I'm not afraid, Miss Sarrah. Because I'm sure Mr. Marcello will never let me lose to you."

"God! Let's see, son of a bitch! Who Marcello chose after this, me or you! Obviously he's gonna pick me, because you're just a pick-me-up kid who likes to steal other people's possessions, disgusting!" hardik Sarrah's.

Marissa even chuckled at Sarrah's rebuke. He felt funny when the woman was so sure that Marcello, who was now his legal husband, would choose Sarrah over him.

"All right, all right, whatever you say, Miss Sarrah."

Sarrah was getting upset. He walked at a rapid pace leaving Marissa still walking behind. Sarrah approached the police and walked beside them.

"Come in,"

Joe opens the door to Marissa's room and lets the cops check the whole room. Joe approaches Marissa who looks pale and invites the girl to talk.

"Miss, you didn't do what was accused of you, did you?" joe asked, looking at Marissa's face.

Joe was a little worried after seeing Marissa's expression. She was afraid that her little miss had indeed made the mistake she was accused of. If that's the case, it means Marissa's really in trouble.

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