The Virgin Princess Belonging to Daddy Season 2
De Lucas's

find her novel at DIFFERENT LOVE YAAA

OUTHOR KASIH PROLOG HER

search for noveltoon mangatoon there if you are interested in glancing at the Bern De Lucas family 😜😘

romance, mystery is all.

(Include favorite list first do not need to read now so as not to mess😂)

EXPIRE

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...current time...

...almost 2 years after Aish disappeared and died...

...(.(.Description aish different people well same Aishe 😜)...

playhouses

los angeles

02.30 am

there was a loud music sound coming from inside, A man seemed to have just come out of the play house of the most elite night club in los angeles.some women who passed by seemed to try to tease him but the man was not tempted at allthe man walked quickly towards the parking lot, reached into his trouser bag and then took a key to his car.

in the dark night a black Mercedes Benz car broke the silence of the night, seen in his man last night with a chaotic state of hitting several times the steering of his car,the smell of alcohol is quite pungent behind his body, every once in a while he sips the pleasure of the cigarette in his hand, occasionally he rubs his face rough, he,even sometimes he ruffled his hair rough too.Had almost 2 years of such circumstances filled his life, the shadows of a girl's face continued to haunt him.

he again hit the driver of his car, he looked angry because he had not yet found the man who was the cause of his lover's death.3 Months leave France and search Dubai for information the man is frustrating,she had not yet gotten her bright spot, in the end she forced herself to turn back home to los angeles where her mother came from

tonight I don't know why he would want to go back to his grandfather's old villa,he thought for some time he needed time to calm down while enjoying the morning air around the fresh Pine forest

"your uncle is coming home?you haven't been here in a long time!"

Lucas asked quickly towards his granddaughter when he realized the arrival of the man, he hugged Ibra tightly while patting her warmly on her back

"you're drinking alcohol again?"

his grandfather asked while looking at his eyeballs deeply

instead of answering Ibra immediately walked limped to the top floor

"i need a cake break"

"don't use your room, Marine is on vacation with his girlfriend, his friend hitchhiking in your room, son"

Ibra just nodded slowly, then immediately stepped quickly up the stairs.

for a moment he opened the door of the room on the right side of the villa

"it's been a long time since I've been here"

he just muttered softly then took off his shoes and immediately went up to his bed to rest

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^honey wake up, sweet wake up you know the sun has gone up a few degrees overhead, didn't you say you were going to Manhattan on business?^

it's not a dream, is it? you woke me up in a very gentle way as usual, this touch is so much I miss, even the aroma of your shampoo is still the same

Ibra felt a movement in her blanket, she thought maybe she was hallucinating.she tried to collect her consciousness, her eyes were open, she was still,for a moment he glanced at the clock on the wall right in front of him was still in a state not half conscious

his eyes momentarily looked at someone who was right in front of him, for a moment he thought maybe he was hallucinating, he saw the girl coming out of the blanket, that was aish, that was,he was wriggling slowly right in front of him and then touching his warm waist

*is this a dream?*

Ibra muttered in heart

*if yes then do not wake me now also*

"cw.mom"

suddenly a soft voice came from behind the girl's lips

"i'm still sleepy, can you wake me up later"

as soon as Ibra opened her eyes, she thought this was not a dream, and the girl had a different voice to Aish.

Ibra tried to gather her consciousness, opening her eyes several times to clearly see the sight of her eyes

suddenly the eyes of the girl in front of him opened, for a moment they met a look

Ibras are clamped, they have different eyeballs, but with the same 85% face

"akhhhhhhh"

the girl in front of him shouted hysterically, retreated quickly and

brukkk

"awwhhh"

the girl grimaced as she fell on the floor

instantly the entire villa became so panicked, running towards the direction where the sound came from

"shaikha, what's the matter?"

one girl asked frantically at her best friend, it was a marine cousin of ibra

"oh suck"

instantly marine cursed

"sisterkkkkk"

he yelled angrily at his older cousin

"ibra, didn't you say last night, don't sleep in your room"

his grandfather looked angry and surprised

"what is this? oh godnn"

a surprised looking man then looked at Ibra in annoyance

"what are you doing, man?"

"huh..oh my God? so since last night she slept with me?"

the girl called shaikha spoke while covering her mouth

"you .basis perverted brain, you went into the room without permission and slept beside me without permission"

he shouted in annoyance while cursing Ibra

Ibra was completely at a loss for words, she thought what this hallucination was, she saw aish standing before her talking while still cursing with her beautiful face, she said,even she looks more beautiful when angry and she becomes more mature.sejenak Ibra stepped forward thinking he wanted to hug the girl at this time, but his sane mind continues to try to commemorate her

"he's really like a pedophile"

continue on

"shaikha, she's only older than us 6 years old"

shaikha was silent for a moment

"alright 6 years old, but this is still like child abuse brought his age"

this morning there was a commotion throughout the house, the girl continued to feel annoyed by the existence of ibra

until the end Ibra remained unmoved, he thought whether this was a dream, he actually saw the figure of a girl who was almost similar to aish.His face was almost similar, which distinguishes them only the color of her eyes, which is, haircut and shape their cheeks.and well he repeated his thinking this girl looks more mature and also more chatty and too talkative.

*sad sometimes I miss you so much, time passes so long, sometimes I think repeatedly what if when I open my eyes you look your figure standing right in front of me*

Ibra