That Bastard Is My Destiny
Prospective Husband?!

Cleire turned off television after watching a press conference held by the Nelson family about the cancellation of their engagement and their son's closeness to someone.

Cleire lazily bribed her food. The girl who was neat in her casual clothes kept thinking about what Chris said about marriage. She is ripe for marriage, but mentally she is not ready. Cleire had always avoided relationships with men.

Let alone being in a relationship, thinking about getting married he never. He thought with everything he had now, there was no need for a man by his side. His wealth alone was enough to sustain him.

Until, Cleire felt someone hugging her waist. Chris just finished his bath. Still clad in a bathrobe with his wet hair, he immediately threw himself in Cleire's lap while hugging the slender waist. Every now and then the man kissed Cleire's stomach and stroked her.

"What are you doing?" His behavior made Cleire unable to resist asking. He looked at the man from above.

"Hopefully he grows here quickly." Cup. Kiss again the belly covered in that thin sweatshirt.

Cleire clucked and let the man do as he pleased. He chose to continue breakfast or rather almost noon because now it is not morning anymore.

"If you're having an affair, I'll take her away" Cleire's original sneer.

"That's nasty. He hasn't grown yet, but you're intending to leave." Put on a sad face.

"I'm not as good as mommy who still survives with daddy" he added.

Chris finally stroked his spoiled face into the belly of this girl. "Don't equate me with her, Baby. I'd rather die than cheat" he murmured.

"Hopefully, because I'll kill you myself!"

"You're very lustful if it's about hurting me." Chris spread his face, looking at Cleire who was devouring his food.

"Because I'm light-handed you know?"

Chris took one of Cleire's "Right hands as well. This hand is so rough." Take seriously.

"Curtain!" Cleire rolled her eyeballs. After getting rid of his food and gulping down water, Cleire started to play his phone and let Chris play his hand. The girl doesn't realize that Chris's perverted brain is starting to work again.

Chris slowly led Cleire's hand to touch hers which was still covered in cloth. His libido instantly rose as the touch occurred. Cleire was still unaware that what she touched was the most dangerous part. Feeling dissatisfied, Chris finally opened the cloth that closed his little brother, then led the girl's hand to hold it.

"Oh shit!" chris's hiss couldn't hold back. Chris' hand kept leading up and down.

Cleire who felt strange about what she touched immediately turned her head. Instantly the girl's eyes were rounded accompanied by a red tinge around the cheeks. He wanted to pull his hand, but Chris held it back.

"Don't stop."

"Chris! You're so perverted!" hiss Cleire held back embarrassment.

"Rightly!"

"Ta– what responsibility? Release!"

Big one. I deserve to bleed. Cleire swallowed his saliva roughly. Imagining that long, big thing that went through it last night was impossible.

"I want to." Chris showed my face. He finally pulled Cleire's head down, then kissed her savagely.

Chris was slightly off guard as his kiss made Cleire manage to pull his hand. The girl then gave a punch in the chest of Chris' field.

Bugs!

"Aragh!"

Cleire rubbed her rough lips and looked at the man after Chris took it off.

"Stop that face of yours! Put your clothes on there!"

"I'm just doing my duty as a future husband, Cleire. Why do you think of me like a criminal," in general, makes the girl angry.

"Prospective husband? What are the duties of a husband?!" This guy .. always pisses him off.

Buk up!

It seemed like this sofa cushion had to be removed immediately before Cleire changed its original function. Just look at this girl always using it to hit Chris.

Jeez ... Cleire still could not believe that the man who had earned that cruel and dangerous nickname was the person in front of him. Chris turned one hundred and eighty degrees. Outside he became a heartless man.

"Then let's get married."

No rings or romantic words. Is the man getting married or having lunch?

***

"Replace!"

"No!"

"Don't hear? I said change!"

"I said no, I don't want to!"

In the afternoon Cleire decided to go out after a long time in the room that made his brain boil. He still has plenty of time until the agreed time with Elle runs out. Nothing has changed, only now it is not alone.

Cleire who was used to casual clothes never considered the matter of what she was wearing. But the girl did not realize that some people had been tempted by her. Consider the definition of relaxed style Cleire different from others.

For example, as now. This place has a large beach. Venice beaches! Of course there is a beach. He only followed the atmosphere, but why was the man behind him so busy!

"I said replace, then replace!"

The debate is apparently not over. Things just started again.

"Why are you so upset, huh! I used to be like this."

This girl is wild, but so innocent inside. Not to remind Chris dared to touch her first time in Ar's office because of her revealing clothes. Why women love to wear short skirts!

"It fits. Don't see the sun just want to burn it?" It wasn't Cleire his name if it wasn't defiant.

Chris was very upset. Yeah, this is overkill. You can even see women bikini outside. Cleire is the most closed, you know? But Chris was not willing. Only he can enjoy Cleire's beautiful body!

Chris finally walked to the suitcase. He opened the suitcase belonging to Cleire where the contents are nothing normal according to him. Looks like he will have to change the contents of Cleire's closet when he returns later.

"What clothes do you bring. Why is nothing right!" This girl is very careless towards clothes.

Cleire clucked while stomping her feet in annoyance. He approached the man and closed the rough suitcase. "Current base!" the hardic.

"Whatever, but don't expect to get out" threatened Chris. The girl pursed her lips.

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