The Love of the Racer
Madness Jesslyn!

"She's like that because of you, so you're the one responsible for her right now" Monica said with a relaxed tone.

It was inversely comparable to when he spoke to Jeaven on the phone just a moment ago. Monica deliberately dramatizes the manipulated state, asking for help while showing despair and anxiety. It was as if Jesslyn was in danger due to the influence of high doses of alcohol.

Haha! Turns out Jeaven was tricked!

So this is the situation now. Even with a cold face, Jeaven came. Monica knew very well, the cold man still had a mature side of humanity, would not let Jesslyn the little friend just end up poor.

"Ck! Just be right. I seem to have fallen into your cunning trap" Jeaven told Monica, who is also her childhood friend.

Jeaven's parents, Jesslyn, and Monica are very close friends. So it is not imaginary if their children are also friends with each other.

Monica stood up while draping her expensive bag over her shoulder. "Don't immediately take him home, it can be beaten by Jaeden later. You know for yourself the twin is very staggering. Not to mention he would definitely get a brutal scolding from both his parents until the morning of being drunk. Kasian. I unplug it first. Take good care of my best friend" he continued, then walked away with a meaningful grin, regardless of Jeaven's screams and protests.

Jess, you owe me one more time. Ah ... I am indeed an understanding friend and also.

Inner Monica was satisfied and certainly .. proud!

"Hey! Where are you going?! Arrhc ...! Shit!" jeaven is upset. The man was shocked when he felt the movement of Jesslyn's body still in his arms.

"Jeav ...," Jesslyn seemed to be trying to straighten her body despite the fatigue. With his eyelids half-open he looked closely at the pair of green lenses in front of him. "Let's get married. I promise to be a beautiful wife .. immuut .. like a puppy that sangaaatt .. adorable!" He chuckles occasionally at the sound of hiccups.

"Don't say anything else, Jess. We're going home now!"

The effects of alcohol seemed to have diverted Jesslyn's entire sense. Instead of listening, the woman draped her hands to Jeaven's sturdy neck and began to put on a seductive look.

"I can also be a sexy suupperr wife and a puuaanass in bed. I'm really going to be a sweet little bunny to you" Jesslyn said, then tiptoed and played around Jeaven's neck.

"Don't be crazy, Jesslyn!" jolt Jeaven and suddenly slightly distanced Jesslyn's body from him, stopping the woman's naughty actions that turned out to be successful in making her organs pulsate.

"Hmm .. You yell at me again. You hurt me by punching a hole in my soft heart. Hicks! Your sin against me is .. It is so bad! You mustss ... make up for it by nnn. .. marry me," the spoiled whine of that hanzel-pearl woman. However, still reluctant to be far from the idol. He hugged Jeaven's body again.

Shaking his breath away from Jesslyn's words, Jeaven intended to immediately take the woman out of the building. However, just as he twisted his heels, his clothes had to get wet from being hit by a drink spill.

"Ahk! Sorry Mister. I accidentally hit you." The impactor who is a sexy woman wrapped in a mini dress was covered with a bad taste. Because, Jeaven's clothes became wet because they were exposed to the drink he brought earlier.

"Forget it" said Jeaven indifferently and not so eager to make trouble. To him, the sooner he got out of that cursed place the better.

"Wait, Sir. Let me clean your clothes first." The woman quickly grabbed a handkerchief from her bag and unhappily swept the wet part of Jeaven's clothes.

Wow! His body is very hard and heavy. I'm sure he's a very strong man in bed. Uh! I even went straight for horni seeing the bulge behind his pants.

Shake the woman in your heart.

His dirty thoughts had also been dancing overhead earlier. Without him realizing that he was dealing with Jeaven Allison, a world motorcycle racer who is very well known in the eyes of the public, especially in the eyes of lovers of the world of cross-racing.

If the man opened his hat and face mask, you could imagine what would happen. Surely its presence in a nightclub would be a delicious meal for news hunters.

"That's enough!" Jeaven showed dislike because the woman's hands had started to spread to her lower body.

The difference!

However, the hitman's woman seemed to be unconcerned about Jeaven's uncomfortable reaction. He was even impressed to have no shame.

"Shortly, Sir. I just want to clean your clothes," she replied with a reluctant look off the curves of Jeaven's body. Next to his hand again moved skillfully sweeping the stain of the drink and the other hand was invited to move everywhere.

"Yeah! What the hell are you doing?! Remove my hair!" The woman suddenly shrieked in pain as Jesslyn grabbed the rough of her hair.

Although in a state of drunkenness, in fact Jesslyn still had a little consciousness. He felt dislike for the hit woman who was in fact stealing an opportunity.

Chance of touching Jeaven's gallant body.

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