Second Bride Young Master
CHAPTER 10 | His Own Slut?

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After the bath, Lyra wrapped the towel around her body. He just remembered that he left his clothes out there.

But when he came out of the room. He found two women bowing their heads at the bathroom door.

One of them said, "Good morning miss, we are the servants of young lord Romanov. The young master ordered us to give this to you".

Then the waiter handed her a paperback. Lyra opens the contents and looks a beautiful floral dress complete with interior.

Seeing that, Lyra blushing herself. Since when does Alessio know size **********?

Shaking from her mind, Lyra came out of the bathroom, then looked back at the two maids.

"Can you guys help me wear this?". Ugh. he was very unaccustomed to asking for help, because usually the maids in the Estrella mansion would understand their duty to serve their young masters.

"Sure miss". They were quick to help Lyra put on her clothes. Then help her to make up and comb her hair.

As she brushed her hair, Alessio came. The man wore a blue shirt with three buttons open, but with a black shirt inside. Rolex watches and black pants. His appearance is casual, but Alessio never fails to amaze.

"out". Decided firmly. The two servants bowed and walked out.

Lyra looked at Alessio from the mirror before her as the man picked up the comb and began to cast aside his golden brown hair.

"I love it when your hair is unraveling, so pretty". The compliment.

Lyra blushing in praise of Alessio. "Thank you"

Their gazes were connected through the reflection of glass. But Alessio's hands did not stop brushing his hair.

"If you're with me later, you don't have to worry. I will always meet all your needs. Whatever you ask, you ask me and I'll grant it right away. You won't lack anything, I'll also bring you dozens of servants to help your daily life".

Lyra lowered her head, staring at her fingertips with a feeling of sadness mixed with disappointment. The man reminded him that he would soon become one of the mistresses of an Alessio Romanov. How many women does that man have?

Really fucking insolent!

With that, Lyra got up. Ignoring Alessio's protests. Walk away from the man. He could see the disappointed look of the man. Lyra laughed sarcastically.

"Thank you for reminding me of my status after this will be your cheating Alessio"

"Lyra, what do you mean? I'm just—"

Lyra cuts Alessio, "You're a br*hsek man! I agree only because you threatened my family. Now I'm asking, what are you going to tell your wife".

Alessio. And Lyra was already able to deduce something from her inertia.

Lyra laughed humorlessly, "Oh, of course! you didn't tell him. You're gonna hide me as your dirty little secret!"

[Translate: Your dirty secret ]

Alessio was about to approach, but Lyra raised her hand. He advised the man not to come closer.

"I don't want to! i share! why are you doing this? I don't want to be cheating on you". Lyra was crying hysterically. Then his body slumped to the floor. Covering her face with both palms, the woman sobbed.

Some time later, Lyra felt someone stroking her fist and hugging her. Alessio. This time Lyra did not refuse, but she also did not return the man's embrace.

"What should I tell my parents?". Lyra Lirih.

He felt Alessio kiss his forehead softly. "Tell them that you love me, and you'll go live with me".

Alessio's statement made Lyra look up, "You crazy? I don't want to lie to them" Lyra shook her head.

Alessio sighed, "Baby, you have to do it. Because they won't agree if they know what the truth is"

"Of course they won't agree if their daughter becomes someone else's mistress". Syndicent Lyra.

Alessio was silent again. Long as they were in that position in silence, none of them broke the silence. A few minutes passed until Alessio made a sound.

"Let's eat, I've made you breakfast".

Alessio stretched out his hand. He was greeted by Lyra. Together they walked to the dining table. There, Alessio pulled one of the chairs for Lyra to sit down and sat herself next to the girl.

Shortly thereafter, the waiter came to bring scrambled eggs and hashbrown. Lyra chews it and it tastes so good!

"What a son. Who made it?". Ask Lyra.

"I" Alessio's simple answer made Lyra narrow her eyes. There's no way this guy can cook, right?

"Can you cook?". Ask probing.

Alessio slicked his shoulders, "Sure. I studied at High School". Lyra nodded in satisfaction. Then remember something.

"Speaking about cooking, you don't expect me to cook! because I can't"

Alessio smiled amusedly, "I don't plan to make you cook either. I told you no, I'll provide a waitress for you"

Lyra straightened her chin, looking haughtily at Alessio, "I want a lot of servants. With their respective specialists. I want them to help me prepare and my personal needs, I want them to take care of the house, I want them to cook. And I want my closet filled with the clothes I want, oh yeah! don't forget the private driver". Oceh Lyra's.

Stupid terribly! If Lyra becomes Alessio's mistress, it's better that it happens. By spending Alessio's money. Lyra is not a materialistic person. He just wanted to give Alessio a lesson!

It was unexpected that the man even chuckled, then pulled something out of his pocket that made Lyra growled.

Alessio released the American Express centurion black card and the JP Morgan Reserve Card. The cards of the richest people in the world have limitless limits! and only produced specifically for certain people.

"that's it? you can buy anything with mine. I'll make it in your name".

Lyra's mouth held wide. Waw! if it's like this, he's really an exclusive affair with a million dollar fee.

"Wow.. I really feel like a real affair like this —more precisely pel*cur". Ejek Lyra's.

Alessio frowned —neemed to dislike. But then his expression turned into a slanted smile, "as long as only I can pay you why not? pel*my private. Only mine. Because everyone can't pay you but me".

Lyra didn't know what to react to. On the other hand he should be angry when Alessio said it as pel*cur —although he said it first. But he must have gone mad because his heart was beating twice as fast by the possessive declaration from Alessio.

"After breakfast, I'll take you to college". Alessio broke it from his daydream. Lyra nodded.

Keeping his promise, Alessio drove Lyra to school with his Aston Martin which attracted attention. And before Lyra, get out. The man stole a kiss from her first and then kissed her on the cheek. The leafan came back to Lyra.

Gosh darn.