THE HOT AFFAIR AT JUST ONE NIGHT
Chapter 4

Chapter 4 (Thor Lesca)

Lesca put on his leather jacket and curled his long hair.

Then he came out of his room. He passed through the hallway of his always quiet house.

Belle jeans seem to show his knees because the jeans have a model of many tears.

He hummed a little as he headed downstairs.

"Where are you going, Lesca?" franklin asked -- the father - when Lesca came down the stairs.

"Find some fresh air, Dad," said Lesca, smiling.

"It's 9 p.m." said Franklin.

"Why? Any problems with 9 o'clock?" ask Lesca and kiss his father on both cheeks.

"Don't play around too often, Lesca," said the father.

"Yes, Dad. Bye," said Lesca.

Lesca took one of the car keys in the desk drawer that had a middle room and exited the main door.

Lesca's driving his father's old mustang tonight. He just wants to breathe the night air.

Before driving, Lesca turned on his favorite slow rock music quite loudly and opened his window.

Then the woman lit her cigarette and then sucked it and let out the smoke through the car window while singing.

"LESCA!!! DON'T SMOKE TOO MUCH!!" franklin shouted from the window of his room.

Lesca looked towards his father.

"SMOKING WON'T MAKE ME DIE, DAD!!" he replied and smiled back and drove out his car.

At the gate, she runs into her stepmother's luxury car and they honk each other.

"Where else is he?" muttered Natasha who saw the stepson just came out of the gate of the house.

Natasha got off and her car and then got inside the house.

"You're home yet?" natasha asked to see Franklin who had just come out of the bathroom.

"Hmm" said Franklin briefly.

"Until when are you gonna set him free like that?" ask Natasha.

"What can I do? Seeing him healthy and happy has relieved me more than at that time" Franklin said.

"But you still have to put the brakes on it, honey. You can't just take it off. I still can't afford to ban anything because I still don't have the right to regulate it" Natasha said.

"You're entitled because you're his mother" Franklin said.

"She still hasn't fully accepted me as her mother, and I quite understand that. At least he's been nice to me" Natasha said.

"You should still pay more attention to it, honey. He still needs you even though he looks fine" Natasha said, holding Franklin's hand.

"Thank you for all your support for me over the years" Franklin said.

"I love you even though I know it's not easy for you to forget Lucia's love. You will always love her and I have no problem with that" Natasha said.

"What is your heart made of that which has accepted so many of my shortcomings" said Franklin, embracing his wife.

"We only seek happiness in our old age" Natasha smiled.

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Lesca sings while smoking her cigarette. His hand is stretched out in the car window while the other hand is in control of the steering wheel.

Shortly thereafter, a car picked him up where the car contained two young men.

"HEY MISS!! WANT TO PLAY WITH US?" yelled one of the men.

Lesca smiled.

"I'M JUST PLAYING WITH RICH MEN!!" sahut Lesca with a slanted smile and exhaled his cigarette smoke.

The two men laughed and then overtook Lesca's car and confronted his car in the middle of the deserted road.