That Bastard Is My Destiny
Bandage Matters

Cleire swore in the bathroom, I don't know how much misfortune happened to her today. Kidnapped, then locked in a fancy penthouse owned by a caste man. No one in her family contacted or asked her whereabouts.

Is it because of his habit of disappearing or traveling long distances? What if he was really kidnapped or in danger for example? Whoa ... Cleire was sure, he would stay name only after that.

Fortunately, the perverted man still fed him and clothed him. His frustration surfaced again when he saw the red patches in the panties. Oh my God! Why now, please ....

Jesus ... embarrassing! Who to ask for help, that perverted guy is the only one here. Inevitably, he opened the door and peeked a little.

It's blank!

"CHRIS!" shouted Cleire at last.

There's no way she's sitting in the bathroom, there's no cell phone here. Chris himself panicked immediately to hear Cleire's echoing cry, but only a moment after seeing a hint of the girl's head appear behind the door.

"What's wrong?"

"You have to take responsibility!" Chris raised one eyebrow while crossing it.

"Okay, I'll marry you tomorrow," she's free.

Hells!

"Not that, Jerk!" the Cleire's pissed off.

Chris chuckled, wrong himself not speaking clearly.

"Why hide? Come here, let me see it."

Cleire was holding the door firmly. "See what! You pervert."

"Your mouth is getting sweeter, I'd love to eat it." Because this girl often spoke harshly to him.

"You—" Cleire closed his eyes patiently, so he forgot his original purpose.

"I'm coming over the moon, give me a bandage," he said no more. There was no point in being embarrassed in front of this man, after all the man himself had no shame.

"I have, Bebe," he replied, very happy to upset the girl.

"Then go buy it! The responsibility for keeping me locked up!" exclaiming Cleire loudly.

Chris chuckled again, he approached, then leaned beside the door. Cleire further tightened the alert door.

"I'll think about it" she smiled.

See? It's not natural that this man could make her experience high blood? Cleire so often angry indistinct, when it was not. She's a calm and cheerful girl, okay.

"I don't have time to wait, Chris," Cleire sighed in annoyance.

"I'll think if you want to kiss me." Chris drew his face closer.

"Crazy!"

"Yes already," indifferently Chris wants to go.

"Ok, fine!" The girl had to agree.

This guy really .. always pisses him off and looks for an opportunity.

"Good choice." Chris gave a winning smile.

Good what! Makes me crazy right.

The man began to bring his face closer to Cleire who was still hiding behind the door. With a smile, he looked at the beautiful blue bead. Cleire was made nervous by him. Wasn't it! But I don't know what to start.

The cup!

A flash landed on Chris' cheek, the girl shrinking in. Shame, her face flushed.

"You should know my version of the kiss, Bebe." Chris was not satisfied.

"Ehmph ..." Lose again.

Chris had already moved quickly and brought him in, squeezing him against the wall. The man just took his pay in the form of a kiss! Not a kiss, you know?

Cleire held the white towel on her chest in order not to come off. This guy is wild! And he felt unlucky to have met her.

No one knows the future (Author).

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Chris stared at the puzzled objects in front of him, the man actually left after getting his ridiculous payday. Chris left without asking again, fortunately there is a minimarket near the hotel, so there is no need to go far.

Taken and read one by one the objects he knew as the bandage. Chris did not feel ashamed at all, basically he did not care about the surrounding.

Some of the female and male staff who saw him seriously looked embarrassed, not infrequently they held a smile to see the big boss choose a sanitary pad. They thought, who is the lucky woman who was treated like that.

The women could only look at envy.

It had been almost half an hour that the handsome man stood up without a decision, not knowing that Cleire had already cursed him since earlier. Unfortunately, no one dared to approach, too afraid of the man who was actually indiscriminate.

God seemed to be sending help, a beautiful young girl was seen approaching. The girl was surprised to see who the perpetrator was that attracted the attention. Even more surprised when he saw it was in the privacy area of women.

"Chris? jeez .. I didn't see it wrong, did I?" The girl examines Chris's face, making sure he doesn't get the wrong guy.

"It just so happens," flat Chris, pulled the girl's sling bag.

"Pick the one your sister used to use." Designate a line of pads with various brands.

Eh?

"Who's si—?"

"How many sisters do you have?"

Meaning Cleire? But why should his brother use it? What relation? Various questions arose in his mind.

"Casey!" Chris was getting upset.

"Eh .. yes." Casey moves fast, takes it origin.

Mana knows what she used to use Cleire. His sister never used one brand, the most important thing is comfortable when used, he said.

It's great! Chris bought a bandage? This is big news. Casey became curious as to who this was for.

"Take what you want, I'll pay you." When both are in front of the cashier.

"Yes!" Casey happy. Fuck his curiosity, something free is more important.

"You alone?" It's late, but this girl is hanging around here.

"No, I'm with Cedric. He's waiting in the car."

Chris nodded flatly, he immediately left without turning his head again after paying for everything. Casey doesn't care, he doesn't have to spend any money.

By the way, he hadn't heard from Cleire all day. Seeing Chris mention her brother, she immediately remembered the princess.

The origin is not just lost. Cleire was indeed wild.his inner shoulder raised.

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