That Bastard Is My Destiny
Unique Couple
Buk buk buk!
Blows from soft but powerful objects were unceasingly hurled at the man who could only take cover with his hands. The man protects his face and head from the rampage of the lioness who is now transformed as a leopard.
Cleires. The girl did not give up on attacking the man who caused the problem. His mind wants to continue to teach this br*hsek man a lesson.
"What if Ardrich really killed Sean!" snapped Cleire.
Buk up! One more punch landed.
"Shh– is your fault– aw!"
"MY FAULT YOU SAID!" Buk. Again. "NOW YOU BLAME ME!"
"You yourself report without proof. Should've waited for me to come back." Chris defended himself while chuckling. The blow actually did not hurt him, but getting the girl annoyed had been his pleasure.
"DID I KNOW YOU WERE HERE?!"
Maybe from now on Chris should prepare his ears. This girl now likes to scream. If not the girl, Chris would have closed it without being able to open it again.
He had only been out for a while taking care of the job left behind. But as soon as he returned, he found Cleire crying by holding his phone. Upon seeing her arrival, the girl immediately hugged herself as if sorry.
"Sorry– I can't take care of myself. I'm not innocent anymore– his body is open," he said a sigh.
"Cleire–"
"But I was unintentional. That brengs*k guy stole it! You can't blame me" Cleire cut again.
Chris himself felt proud in his heart because this girl took care of him so much. Where to get a woman so hard to keep her chastity here? Although Cleire was no longer a saint at the beginning of the meeting, Chris would still make this girl his own. Think of her purity as a bonus.
"I'm a normal guy, Baby. You're the one who got drunk and teased me. I don't blame you anyway. It's also my fault for not holding back." Chris thought Cleire was cursing him.
Hearing that, Cleire who was still crying immediately fell silent. His head began to absorb some information.
Cleire took off her embrace. "You mean?" His face had turned flat. The tears that came out dried up quickly.
"I don't blame you. We v* and enjoy together." Chris grabbed that pretty face with his signature smile.
"Is that? So you're the one who made me this way?" asked Cleire in a low tone.
"of course. Who can touch you but me?" The man with his selfishness.
"Baj*can be crazy!!" the cry of Cleire made Chris instantly shocked. Not to mention the girl had already hit him with a sofa cushion with all her swearing.
"You know I said Sean raped me! It turns out the culprit was a pervert!"
"Shh– so you're crying because of that?" In the middle of the blow Chris still had time to ask.
"YES! BECAUSE OF THE PERVERTED MAN WHO RAPED THE VIRGIN GIRL!" Chris grimaced, his ears buzzing at Cleire's cry.
"Oh God! What's Sean's fate now?" Cleire stopped her punch and grabbed her hair dizzy.
"Why think of other men? You can only think of me." Attracting the girl who was still covered in blankets to sit on her lap. Chris calmly hugged from behind.
"Diamond*an! All because of you. Off!" Cleire again gave a punch in the burly hand that hugged her.
"Baby, there's a misunderstanding here. I didn't rape you. Once again, we're cin- ta. If we don't believe it, we can repeat it."
Look at that guy. There is no guilty face at all! To him the Cleire tantrum was entertainment. Remember, making the girl upset has become her hobby.
"Fucking mum*n!! What's in your brain?!"
Hell ...! You're the only one who thinks that.
Chris' perverted brain started working again when he saw Cleire's open shoulder and back. There are still many traces of romance due to last night, making Cleire more sexy in the eyes of Chris.
"Get your hand!" cleire snapped as the man's hand moved around his thigh. Can't make him sane for a day! For a long time he could die from high blood pressure.
"Deliver! I'm gonna call Ar." There should be no news of a young CEO killing his business partner because of a misunderstanding. Not funny!
"Just leave him alone, Cleire. That's good, isn't it? I don't have to bother getting rid of my rivals."
"What competition! You're going crazy, aren't you?"
"He likes you."
"Whosoever likes me must die!"
"Yes! Unless they're not bothering." Chris still looks without sin.
"MADLY!"
Cleire managed to escape from the angel-faced demon's entanglement. He took back his pillow and hit the man heartlessly. That's the beginning of a unique couple quarrel that is far from romantic.
Cleire had even forgotten the pain she was in. No more gentle Cleire and behave when with Chris. The man changed a lot of things on him. Tore apart Cleire's heart and peaceful life.
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Cleire soaked herself in the bathup. The muscles of his body feel stiff, especially the lower part. Soaking in warm water relaxes a bit of his muscles. The bathroom is also directly opposite a glass wall that shows views of the city of Los Angeles, California.
Cleire lifted one of her legs from the pile of foam. Smooth legs without feathers are already characterized by reddish patches around the thigh area. He's relieved. The man who took her was Chris. The man Cleire had guessed would not be able to hold back for a long time.
Don't wait for the wedding. Cleire was certain that sooner or later the man would not hold back. His heart has accepted, but do not look at his actions. Maybe the treatment is not as sweet as a couple, but that's what makes their relationship stronger.
It just came out without being arrested.
Cleire lowered her legs while closing her eyes. Indonesia, the country that brought them together for the first time. He ever thought. If he had never been there, could he be at this point?
"Cleire .. You won't let me in?"
Cleire is not. Let the man out there.
"Baby, just once won't ease the pain. You should try it over and over again."
Basic pervert! You think I'm such a ditch that I don't know your fucking wits!
"It doesn't matter because it's the last time" Cleire said in his peace.
"Babyy .." whining the man. Cleire rolled her eyes puffed.
Basic man! Been given a heart and asked for a heart!
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