The Heir's Naughty Twins
2. Women's Secrets
After Iris took her out for drinks and danced vulgarly near the stage, the woman disappeared with her clubbing partner.
Hestia also glared unconcernedly. Sit at a table near the bar, asking for extra alcohol on the barista.
Sometimes when he was boasting, Hestia liked to get drunk while looking at her alcoholic glass. Ask in your heart what man in this world can be trusted?
Is anybody?
I don't know, because Hestia has never met.
The person he loves the most, his superhero only beats up Hestia if he is wrong. Let alone a stranger who said was born to be found and found.
"Hestia Alejandra." Someone suddenly sat beside him. "I guess every time you see you, you always drink and smile wryly."
Hestia tilted her face, even though she had a small smile. He knows this guy but doesn't remember. Who is he?
Well, he's a man so definitely not an important person.
Women's law in the Hestia Act : Men are equal to maggots.
"I can get hurt with that look of yours, beautiful." He chuckles. Grabbing a Hestia drink and leaning against the bar table. "Well, I heard it from Iris. He said you were depressed and needed an impingement. Coincidentally, I'm being able to help you."
"What do you have? Yours?"
The man laughed. "I'm loyal to many of my sweet, beautiful girls. Not me." Then he pointed in a direction. "That guy. I think he's a rare creature here, right?"
Hestia's eyes were instantly fixed on the man that this Hestia-unknown-who was showing.
For a moment, Hestia slightly raised an eyebrow. He clearly knows who that man is.
Name, if not wrong ... Eros. Eros Prajapati's.
It's a strange name, if Hestia says. But his face was handsome with genuine gray eyes that hinted he was of Caucasian blood.
Although interesting is not that.
Brief ... Darius hates him.
"Thank you, Mr. Who I Forgot Your Name." Hestia patted the chuckled man on the shoulder and moved. "I'll remember your services to death. See you soon."
"Have fun."
"Sure, it will be fun."
Let's make mischief because that's all this broken kid can do.
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"Eros Prajapati." Hestia dropped down beside the man, smilingly finding him glaring sharply. "I've wanted to see you for a long time. Should I introduce myself as well?"
"Not interested. Go."
"Don't talk about such a pathetic thing. You came to paradise ass lady like this but don't want to be seduced? I rarely seduce anyone, if I'm honest."
The man snorted no matter.
Hestia did not care if she refused. Because in the end less than twenty minutes later, the man was already under him, hastily removing Hestia's clothes even though they were in the car in the parking lot.
"It's my first experience so far" whispered Hestia, giggling. "Treat me gently, Mr. Handsome."
The man's hand crept onto his back, making Hestia flinch. "Your back is full of wounds."
"Women have secrets." Hestia blinked one eye. "A secret that no man should know."
Since he was only a man and as he said, men did not need to know the secrets of a woman, then Hestia urged their bodies.
Drowning in his delinquency while imagining what kind of anger Darius would give if he knew this.
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