Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 77

A few days later.

"Darling, today we go to the Mall, yes! I want to buy something for Erika's wedding present," whined Marissa as she hugged the man's body from behind.

"Today I'm busy, honey. There's an important meeting I have to attend and I can't leave."

Marcello grabbed the shirt that was already available on the bed and then put it on. Marissa was upset that the man did not grant her wish, she bent her face and said.

"All right then. Icha just go by yourself."

Marissa turned and then sauntered into the bathroom. Hearing Marissa's words, Marcello hurriedly turned around and grabbed Marissa's innocent body that was walking away from her.

"OK, okay! All right, today I will accompany you to the Mall," said Marcello, hugging the body of his little wife.

"Seriously?" Marissa looked at Marcello who was holding her.

"Yes, Honey. I seriously. It's best to take a shower and get ready" he replied.

"Ok, thank you!"

Marissa was so excited and so excited, she even hit the bathroom door.

Brugk!

"Aww!!!" his screeches.

"Cha, be careful, donk!" marcello panicked.

Marissa chuckled and continued to step into the room. After she finished dressing, Marcello soon followed Joe who was waiting for her in the main room.

"Joe, cancel all appointments today. I want to accompany Marissa to the Mall." he said.

Joe chuckled softly at his master's words. It was the first time Marcello had visited such a place. Moreover, the goal is just to walk.

"Just what I said. This male lion slowly turns into a cute little kitten after Miss Marissa has taken control of her heart" Joe's inner self.

"Joe, are you listening to me?"

"Yes, of course, sir."

. . .

A few hours later.

Marissa and Marcello were in their car. Marissa sat leaning on Marcello's shoulder while hugging the man's burly arms.

"A suitable gift for Erika, what yes, dear?" ask Marissa.

"Signals," answered Marcello briefly.

"Huh? How, signal?!" Marissa looked in wonder at Marcello who was now chuckling.

"Yes, because in Fattan's birth village there's no signal, right?" chirps Marcello.

"Huh, basic!"

Not long after, the car they were riding arrived at the front page of the largest Mall in the city. Enthusiastically, Marissa led Marcello into the place. They began to explore the place while looking at suitable items to give to Erika on her wedding day.

"So, what gift do you want to give to Erika?" asked Marcello who was getting tired of following Marissa's footsteps around the place aimlessly.

"I'm confused, honey."

Suddenly Marissa's eyes were fixed on a row of sexy lingerie collections. He smiled as he looked at Marcello as if asking the man for permission that he wanted to go to that place.

"I'm going there!"

"Yes, God! What if one of my business associates sees me in this place" he murmured.

Marissa began to choose the sexy lingerie displayed in the store. Among her many lingerie choices, Marissa fell on a sexy black lingerie, just as she saw in an adult video last time.

"I want this, let it be fierce! Aarrghh!" he said as he moved his hands like a tiger that wanted to scratch its prey.

Marcello chuckled softly. "Isn't your collection a lot? Even almost one closet full of your lingerie collection."

"Eh no, honey! This is for Erika, let their bridal night burn hot! And Mr. Fattan got too hot when he saw Erika wearing this lingerie" Marissa said.

"As far as you are. Better hurry, I don't want to linger in this place."

"Ok, but pay first,"

After paying for Marissa's groceries, Marcello rushed his wife out of there. Just a few steps out of the store, Marcello actually met one of his friends who had not met for a long time.

"Marcello?!" greet the man with a smile.

"Riadid?!"

The two men immediately shook hands and embraced.

"It's good to see you again, Marcello. What are you doing here, by the way?"

"Take my wife for a walk" said Marcello as she grabbed the body of Marissa who had been standing next to her husband.

"Your wife?"

Riyadh watched Marissa from head to toe. He could not believe that the young woman was Marcello's wife. She smiled at Marissa and then extended her hand.

"Riyadh," he said

Marissa welcomed the man's hand and then said his name.

"Marissa."

After letting go of Marissa's hand, Riyadh smiled again and looked at Marcello with a serious look.

"You're bad, Marcello. Didn't you promise to invite me if you get married" upset Riyadh.

"Actually me and Marissa aren't officially married, but we're about to formalize it. So, you take it easy, our wedding invitations will definitely be sliding right down to your place."

"Promise?"

"Yes, of course!"

The two men decided to talk at a mini cafe in the Mall. They go back to telling stories about their lives and their businesses. Marissa was really bored when she was between the two men. None of their talk was 'attached' in his brain.

"Ehm, Honey. Can I have a look at the stuff over there?" marissa asked Marcello while pointing at the row of clothing collections that are right opposite the mini cafe.

"Yes, but don't go far, ok!?"

"Yes, of course."

Marissa put a warm kiss on Marcello's cheek before leaving the men. Marcello's face blushed as Marissa awkwardly kissed him in front of Riyadh.

"Your wife is very young, Marcello" Riyadh said.

"Yes, that's it."

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