Secretly Married to an Actor

Secretly Married to an Actor
Peppery


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Reynand came to the office of the president director of SBC entertainment lazily. I don't know why he's no longer interested in any of this. About the offer to cancel the lawsuit in exchange for dinner with Airin. He really did not want to go to that very uncomfortable dinner anymore.


He felt unconnected to Airin. The girl was only concerned with what she felt when they were together that night. It did not dawn on him that Reynand was only serving him as long as he felt bad.


Even if remembered. Airin was not that kind of woman. He had no idea what was the reason why the girl had changed so drastically.


"Rey...."


The soft voice immediately welcomed his arrival.


Then call again "Rey...."


The girl immediately rushed over to walk up to him, highlighting with a deep gaze. Until suddenly it unconsciously made Reynand immediately rewind his steps.


"Watery!" Haritano. He advised his daughter not to cross the line.


Grunting in annoyance, Airin turned to his father and let out a disappointed sigh.


"What can I expect from Daddy?" The girl looked at the father with sorrowful eyes.


Throwing away the sight for a while Haritano took a deep breath before finally saying "You better get out first!" his orders.


"Daddy...."


Haritano took another breath and exhaled slowly.


"Airin, hurry! Let Daddy try to talk."


"Daddy doesn't understand, I love...."


"Watery!" His touch was hard, making his daughter instantly shed tears. He looked at Reynand, and he saw that man was a little bit off his face. He looked back, disappointed. I feel like everything is not up to expectations. The pain he felt. He quickly walked out of the room.


"I know Airin's been making a fuss."


Reynand responded with a flat face.


"You seem uncomfortable."


"But you shouldn't be harmed, should you?"


Reynand held her head up. His jaw suddenly stiffened. He did not really understand the point, but he sure must be this old man who thought it was not. Like demeaning it.


"She, my only daughter...." Then pausing his words, he slightly ducked, his eyes twitching as if there was something he was holding back. Then he let out a long sigh before continuing his words, "Aren't you supposed to be lucky." He looked at Reynand.


Again Reynand listened. His eyes continued to search for the meaning of the words of the person before him. Highlighting those eyes was like a hope, Haritano clearly seemed to be expecting something from him.


"Well...." Haritano looked up just anyone. "I mean, it's not so bad. You have a good existence."


"We'll both benefit from working together." Haritano began to offer.


Reynand frowned slightly not understanding.


"I mean. so please make Airin happy. You can try it slowly. Find something from my son, who can make you, love him."


What's....


So, Haritano called him here just to say that.


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Nayla called Reynand many times. However, the man did not answer his call either. He had been pacing back and forth waiting. It's been 20 minutes. The man should have picked her up.


Waiting for that doesn't seem good. Nayla's getting upset. Several times he clucked.


And when he decided to book a taxi online, suddenly a black car approached with a horn.


Finally came, huh.


"I'm sorry you're late to pick her up." Reynand develops a smile as Nayla enters the car.


"Hm...." Reply annoyed.


"Riggers?" His peek at that pouting face.


"Look!" Ketus answer.


"Kok if you're craving gini, so more dear, yes."


Ah, that pouting face finally blushed. Yes, Reynand is yes.


His smile of seduction succeeded, then Reynand added again. "So, the more often you lash it, the greater the sense of regret."


Heh, Nayla finally throttled, uh fuck, lebay. This time it was no longer an appeal, but it was better.


"But baby, right?"


Ha's? As Nayla turned her head, how could Reynand know, that feeling she was speaking in her heart.


Through the city streets in the afternoon maybe they rarely do both. Not rare but never. So in this new atmosphere Nayla still feels awkwardness. Sometimes he glanced at Reynand. Sometimes the man who was focused on driving turned his head and smiled at him.


It is unexpected that eventually their relationship could be like this. Nayla smiled silently. Had he insisted on refusing an arranged marriage, they would not have been like this, sitting together in the same car.


He glanced at Reynand back, curious about the man's feelings as grandfather was about to match them up. Whataaa, Reynand also had time to refuse like himself?


It could be, just remember first after the agreement, Reynand invited him to immediately move to the apartment and sleep in a separate room. I don't know why he feels so bad remembering that.


Suddenly he was afraid. Moreover, considering about Reynand's gossip with Airin is still not lost as well. Sick, he should be the one everyone should know. Not even Airin.


She, won't lose this guy, will she?


"Why?" Reynand asked as if she knew about Nayla's turmoil.


Nayla smiled faintly then shook her head.


Instantly Nayla smiled and felt the coolness. He then looked at the figure deeply. As if to express his expression of restrained feelings, I love You.


Ah, Nayla turned her face, looked out the car glass, why is it so hard to say.


A few moments later, his attention was diverted.


"You want that." Point Nayla at the cilok cart they almost passed.


Reynand looked out the window and smiled. Slowly he then stalled his car and then pulled over.


"Are you sure you want to eat that?"


Nayla nodded with her eyes emitting binaries.


Reynand smiled again. All right, Reynand gets it. School children are different.


"Not come down." Reynand finally said.


With a slight lowering of the windshield, the man finally ordered the food.


"How many packs, mas?" Ask seller.


"One day."


After paying the price Reynand then handed the package to the impatient figure.


"Want to?"


Reynand stared at the package of food. When he opened his mouth he refused. Suddenly the look of the puppy eyes made him hesitate then nodded. After that he opened his mouth as Nayla began to feed the spongy round object to him.


"Where? Yummy?"


Reynand nodded back hesitantly, then slightly hissed. His face suddenly looked flushed and sweaty.


"What's the matter?"


Reynand shook her head still chewing the food with an occasional hissing. His eyes suddenly glared and blinked.


"What's okay, right?"


The man shook his head again but suddenly - "Air Nay...." Reynand was getting closed, his mouth was still hissing and he opened wide exhaling burning air in it.


"Nay, spicy...."


Ha's?


The girl blinked after realizing what had happened.


"Nay, is there water?"


Cook it spicy? The cab feeling is just a little. He glanced at the food cart. Mercon lilock! Just deserve.


"Nay, water...." Reynand was already fanning her mouth with her hands.


Oho!


Nayla.


"I-Yes, I bought milk first in the minimarket opposite. Let the spiciness be neutralized soon." Obviously worried.


"Pa Naay."


"Yes, brother."


However, just as the girl was about to come out quickly Reynand blocked her hand. Sontak Nalya looked over.


"Kiss!"


Ha's?


"Naay...." Reynand was starting to get impatient. He then grabbed his hair violently, he really could not stand the burning.


"Abang ngarang deh, pesesesan even ask ciu...."


Finally before the girl finished talking quickly Reynand cupped her pretty face, then scooped her lips quickly. Mengulum and took a deep sip. Trying to stabilize the temperature of his mouth. Until unknowingly finally the kiss was turned into a full n*fsu.


"Emb.." -...." Nayla tries to escape from the sudden kiss. He pushed and patted Reynand's chest firmly.


"Slowly." He said with a hunting breath as the kiss came loose.


"I can't stand Nay."


Nayla snorted in annoyance. Look at that figure deeply. Is it, Reynand did it because of the spicy taste in his mouth?


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