Stuck With Hot Brothers
Chapter 65. Probability

Alessandro continued to lower his head as his mind was completely muddled. He never thought, if the child he raised with his wife was the flesh blood of the person he hated so much.

He shook his head slowly, not wanting to believe in this fate in the least.

"Tenangin first your heart, Al. Don't be rash, okay. If you're in too much of a hurry, everything will get messed up. Now, we just have to look into this problem again. We find out the truth. Hopefully, our guess is not true," said Boby trying to calm the friend who had the loyalty.

The man threw away whatever was on the table. To make the room look a little messy. Both Boby and Jerry, they both understand why Alessandro behaves like that.

Yeah, because Carissa is a pretty dangerous woman. The woman can do anything to achieve her goals.

"You're real, I'm sure the nation's girl is deliberately naro Lily in front of my house. Really-really crazy!" strangled Alessandro while grabbing his hair.

His brain was always spinning like a tangled cassette, compiling some estimates. Because she believes Carissa wants the destruction of her family.

I swear by anything, he won't be silent. He will stop all plans of the demonic woman.

"Well, you're starting to understand now. So, mending clear your brain, let me think. You got us both, Al. You also have Ara who is ready to hear all your complaints. Keep calm!" reply Boby while patting Alessandro on the back.

"Yes, Al. I'm sure, sooner or later, Demit will go further. But before that, we will fail his plan. You have to tell me this is the same Lily, and of course Ghara too, so they're not confused" Jerry said.

There was no joking look on the faces of the three men. They usually laugh when there is a problem.

Alessandro took a deep breath and slowly threw it away. He kept doing that, hoping he could be a little calmer.

"Drink first!" jerry said, handing over one glass of orange juice to Alessandro. Without further ado Alessandro immediately grabbed and downed the drink to the toilet. Just like a possessed man.

"Well, you think you're gonna win my opponent? Don't hope! Even if Lily is your son, I'm sure she'll never ngangge you mother! Doggg!" Alessandro monologues with himself. He tightly gripped the glass he had in his hand, as if he wanted to smash the hard object.

"Tomorrow you try to talk to your family. Lu inget was last afternoon Ghara said that if Lily's attitude changed, I'm sure it was all Carissa's interference," said Boby, now the atmosphere has looked more conducive. The three sat on the sofa, and Jerry had already started smoking his cigarettes.

Although Alessandro still looked shocked, but he was unwilling to waste his energy to get angry. He also snatched a nicotine patch lying on the table and slipped it between the index and middle fingers.

"Tomorrow I must immediately say, I do not want to sampe the Demit first brush the Lily. The boy didn't mean anything!" alessandro replied, he also imagined how surprised Arabella, when she knew who Lily really was.

"Slow down, Bre. What matters is the outcome. I'm sure Lily isn't a fool either. He must have understood which camp to be in."

"Hopefully."

The three of them looked like normal men in general. But sometimes their brains are filled only by the neck and chest.

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At half-twelfth night Alessandro had just arrived home. He thought Arabella was asleep, but she was still faithfully waiting for him.

Without warning Alessandro hugged his wife's waist. He leaned his head on Arabella's shoulder to hide. "Dear." Call him clean and friendly.

"What's wrong with you, brother? Did you say anything about Boby's sister and Jerry's sister?" arabella asked as she gently stroked Alessandro's cheek. From the past until now, the man's face was always clean, because he never kept a beard and sideburn.

Instead of answering Alessandro actually enjoyed the touch of Arabella's hand. He cupped the tiny hand, in order to always give a swab.

Realizing that, Arabella knew that there was a serious problem that was afflicting her husband.

"You have calmed down, the story is well," said Arabella who made Alessandro look up.

"Surely, Yang. I'm gonna fire first. Batere I'm abis" Alessandro replied as he turned his face towards her.

Alessandro slightly raised his body, so that his lips can blend with Arabella's lips. He kissed me tenderly, giving me the love he had always had.

Arabella did not refuse, she enjoyed everything Alessandro gave her. Because he knew all the man needed was himself, a most real calm.

The big fingers crawled Arabella's body which still looked tight even though it was four-headed. Alessandro took his ration, he confined Arabella and took the woman to the top of nirvana.

"Small a bit, dear," said Arabella, knowing Alessandro was always lusting after her. However, with her smaller body size, it certainly makes her often difficult to balance her husband's energy.

Alessandro slowed down the tempo. Until the moment the release came, Alessandro pressed down to the deepest point. She vindicates her frustration by making love, so she feels better.

Still with a hunting breath, Alessandro dropped his body beside Arabella. He fix the wife's hair that looks messy and wet. "I want to tell you something, Yang."

Arabella, still panting, turned to look at Alessandro. "Why, Honey?"

Alessandro was silent. Like hesitating to tell Lily about his wife. He cupped one side of Arabella's face, then kissed the tiny lips. "It's about Lily, Ra."

Arabella.

"Lily why, sister?"

Alessandro looked more and more into his wife's two eyeballs. His tongue began to feel faint, until he stuttered. "Lily—maybe she—a Carissa."

Deg.

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Don't forget sajen Oey, it's been a long time not lazy I🙄🙄🙄