However, subconsciously he might have done that because he was quite interested in Chelsea's figure, who was indeed much better than Margareth's figure. What's more, since living in his house some of his needs and needs are fulfilled by Chelsea.
Meanwhile, Margaret was busy with herself. Either wake up late or like to wander around wasting a lot of money. Meanwhile, Chelsea has never asked him for a penny since living in the house. Even though there was a payment that Chelsea got for it all.
Carlos remembered the last time he gave money to Chelsea, whether he still had the money or not. He didn't know that either.
"So, to celebrate our anniversary, can I sleep with Daddy?" Chelsea covered Carlos' mouth with her index finger. "Just sleep, nothing more. Honestly, I'm afraid to sleep alone, my room is so spacious and big. I promised to come in after they were all asleep and out before they woke up. After all, Daddy himself saw that I had finished cooking breakfast when Mother and Vano woke up from their sleep? "So Daddy doesn't need to hesitate and be afraid of our relationship being exposed," he explained before Carlos refused.
"Yes, never mind, it's up to you. The important thing is that Daddy doesn't want Vano to get angry and misunderstand. If for your mother Daddy can still control his emotions differently from Vano, Daddy is afraid that later he will even think that you are a woman and it is not right to sleep in Daddy's room."
"Okay, Dad!" Chelsea gave a thumbs up. He kissed Carlos briefly on the lips before leaving the man's room. She was really happy because she was getting closer and could be alone with him.
That meant there was no more chance for Margaret to approach Carlos. That way, Carlos could survive Margareth's betrayal and cruelty. Vano will also definitely be happy because his business will soon be successful.
“Really happy like that? Just won the lottery, Miss?” Vano teased as soon as he passed Chelsea.
Chelsea shook her head. "Guess me why?" leaned his body slightly.
"I don't know, I can't guess because there's not too much of your personal business that I can know."
"You see,* Chelsea checked her surroundings, afraid that Margaret or Carlos would hear her conversation with Vano.
Vano lowered his head slightly so Chelsea could whisper to him. "From this day on I will sleep with your Daddy.*
"Can?" Vano was aghast.
"Of course. As I said, it won't be long before I can have your Daddy completely. "It's okay to marry your Daddy, the important thing is that you can marry Celine." Pulling the corners of his lips. "Yes, I want to prepare beautiful make-up so that I can attract your Daddy even more than this." Chelsea blinked her eyes before leaving Vano.
Without Chelsea knowing, Vano suddenly didn't accept being touched by his own father. Either because she didn't want to have a stepmother who was much younger than her, or she didn't want Chelsea to just hand herself over to her father. Vano didn't understand what was clear was that there was a slight hint of displeasure when Chelsea said that starting tonight she would sleep with Carlos.
Very far from being harmonious, this dinner actually seemed tense and filled with an aura of hostility. Margareth looked annoyed at cutting the meat on her plate, while glaring sharply at Chelsea who had managed to sit next to Carlos.
Meanwhile, on Carlos' other side, Vano was enjoying his dinner. As if being a winner, Chelsea certainly ignored her mother's cynical gaze. He also focused on the food on his plate, enjoying dinner which was more like a conference of enemies who were fighting a cold war in silence.
Chelsea occasionally placed her hands on Carlos' thighs, brushed up to his knees and smiled at him. Carlos repeatedly diverted his attention from Chelsea's position and tried to hide his awkwardness due to Chelsea's touch.
Too brave indeed, but somehow Carlos did not reject what the girl was doing. Unlike when Margaret wanted to tease him, Carlos really wanted to keep his distance and was determined to only touch her when they got married.
I don't know because Chelsea is an innocent girl who has never been touched by men and Margaret, she said, has often changed partners. Carlos felt a little shudder if he had to touch Margareth. Now or after they get married, it seems that Carlos thinks a little bad about his girlfriend.
Even more so after hearing the gossip of the neighbors when they were mourning at Chelsea's house at that time. He couldn't imagine touching a woman who had been touched by so many men. But Carlos hoped it was just a bad thought.
After dinner Carlos immediately ordered all residents of the house to immediately go to their rooms and rest. The clock shows half past eight in the evening.
Today there was no gathering in the living room or anything like that because Carlos wanted them all to reflect on themselves.
Not having any suspicion whatsoever, Margareth did what Carlos said. What's more, he has an appointment with Kevin to make a video call. So to quell her hurt and disappointment in Carlos, Margareth will take it out on Kevin.
If you can't stand it, you can be sure that Margaret will ask Carlos for permission to go out for a moment and look for a reasonable excuse so that the man will give her permission. The image of Kevin and his weapon being so powerful made Margaret reluctant to stay away from her lover for long.
Meanwhile, Vano, of course, immediately complied with what Carlos wanted because he knew that all of this was just an excuse for his father to be alone with Chelsea. While Chelsea rushed to the room to change clothes. She was looking for extra thin and short clothes to seduce Carlos later.
Of course all the clothes that are being sorted and chosen are Vano's gifts, so he just has to adjust to the circumstances. So that Chelsea's choice is a nightgown, the length is knee-length. But at the top there is only a thin strap as a deterrent so that the dress does not fall to the floor.
The cleavage is so low. The slightest movement of Chelsea, then both mounds will be visible. Inside, both upper and lower Chelsea didn't wear anything because the clothes were more suitable for newlyweds Chelsea to wear when staying in Carlos' room.
"Vin, how do I get there?"
Margareth could no longer hold back the desire that had taken over her. I don't know how else this woman can satisfy herself, in order to achieve release.
On the other hand, Kevin laughed. Managed to make Margareth sit in front of the camera without wearing a single thread. Baring her thighs in front of the camera.. What a disgusting sight, but Kevin needs Margareth to support his life.
Alone overseas... Going to college without a part-time job, of course Kevin chose this path to earn money. It is enough to serve Margareth's desire and listen to all her complaints. In no time, millions of dollars will enter his account.
Since getting to know Margaret Kevin, he no longer lives in cramped boarding houses. Now he lives in a rented house, free to bring anyone there. And all that was obtained from Margareth.
"If you can't, come here, honey. I'm waiting for you." Kevin massaged his beloved sister who had hardened. Margareth can not wait to enjoy it.
“W-wait there. I will come soon." Margaret quickly turned off her cell phone. Unable to contain herself, the woman is going to meet Kevin. Even though it's only one round, it's okay, what's clear is that his desire is channeled.
Chelsea's appearance was perfect. There will be no man who can resist the charms of Chelsea at this time. It's just, he can't possibly come out in an open state like that.
So before arriving at Ca22
rlos's room, Chelsea put on an oversized hoodie so that no one would suspect what was being planned at this time.
And sure enough, when Chelsea came out of her room she saw Vano also come out with the car keys in hand.
"Where are you going?" she asked. Stopping Vano's steps, before going down the stairs.
“Celine Invites to dinner.”
"Oh, have you eaten before?" Chelsea protested suddenly didn't like hearing Vano go to dinner with Celine. It's not good to hear that Vano left with Celine, while the man had finished dinner.
"That was the appetizer, now the main course. At least so that Celine doesn't get angry.” Vano ruffled Chelsea's hair. "Good luck, hopefully tonight is unboxing."
Chelsea sneered, rolling her eyes lazily. Moving on to Carlos's room, he didn't know that Vano turned to him several times and stared at Chelsea's back, who finally disappeared behind his father's bedroom door. Several times the man shook his head, imagining Chelsea and Carlos having their first night like a husband and wife.
And one thing that Chelsea didn't know, tonight Vano sat with his friends at a cafe to calm his mind, instead of going with Celine like Vano said earlier.
Vano's mind was now starting to get distracted by Chelsea and Celine. So he needs a little entertainment so he doesn't sway and change direction. To be honest, Chelsea is indeed warmer than Celine, who always maintains the image of an authoritative lecturer.
"What are you doing?" asked Chelsea as soon as she walked into Carlos's room. The man was seen sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a laptop.
Several folders were also seen scattered near the man. Carlos slightly lowered his glasses, looked at Chelsea, leaving work first.
“It's working on some reports for the meeting tomorrow morning. Are you sleepy?" Carlos glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It's only 21.30, but Chelsea has already arrived.
Whereas earlier the girl said she would come when everyone was asleep.
"Yes, Daddy. I am already sleepy. Besides, earlier I saw Vano coming out and mom was busy calling her friend. So there's no way he'd come here, right? Besides, this is Daddy's room. If Daddy didn't let Mother come here, surely she wouldn't come here.” Chelsea immediately took off her hoodie, while answering Carlos's question.
Without the man's permission anyway, he immediately crawled into bed. Tidy up the files that are scattered and unite them into one. Putting it on the nightstand, not caring if the bump touched Carlos' arm.
"Can I hug Daddy?" she asked. Even though he had just asked a question, he had already hugged Carlos's thigh and used him as a pillow.
“How are you? I just asked, but I haven't had time to answer that Daddy has already done it. So what else are you asking questions for?” Chelsea chuckled softly.
“Yes, after all, Daddy is always busy, really. Already know his girlfriend came here but instead just saw the laptop. Am I less attractive? Is the laptop more interesting than me?” he quipped.
Carlos glanced briefly at Chelsea. “No need to worry, it's just saving the data. Daddy will send the rest to the secretary."
“Okay, Daddy. I'll wait."
Carlos could only review a smile and rubbed Chelsea's cheek. His right hand is busy dancing on the laptop keyboard, storing data as previously said.
And as soon as it's finished, the laptop immediately turns off and rests on behalf, following some of the documents earlier. Carlos immediately lay down and hugged Chelsea who lay down first. For some reason it felt like Carlos couldn't refuse to return Chelsea's hug and unexpectedly, Chelsea had brought his big hands to cup both spheres.
"Try squeezing it a little, Dad," Chelsea whispered, feeling something was wrong with her lower stomach when Carlos' hand touched her circle.
Surprisingly, Carlos just complied, slowly starting to squeeze Chelsea's two mounds. Starting from slow to a little rough, moreover Carlos' palms felt the edges of the spheres harden and felt on the skin of his palms.
Something that had been dead for a long time now rose again and wriggled teasingly at Chelsea's thigh. The girl was quite surprised when she felt something hard pressing against her thigh. As a girl who is old enough to know this, of course Chelsea doesn't need to ask what object is now stabbing her.
Instead, he smiled and was satisfied that he had lured Carlos. He quickly turned around and pointed one end of his circle at the man's mouth.
"I've always wondered how it felt, having once seen a friend of mine do this with her boyfriend in a college bathroom."
Carlos's eyes widened perfectly, getting an offer from Chelsea. "You've never tasted it?" asked Carlos in a deep voice.
Chelsea shook her head. "How do you feel that, whereas I've never had a lover." Rubbing Carlos' thick hair. Here Chelsea is trying hard to forget the figure of Revan. "Try it, Dad, only to this extent nothing will be damaged from me." This surprised Carlos even more.
The desire that had never been satisfied, slowly led Carlos's mouth to open. Sip slowly. Still coy, enjoy the tip that is still pink and small. It's getting more and more passionate, especially hearing Chelsea's sighs.
This was not a contrivance, Chelsea really felt so much pleasure that this was the first time she felt. He also lowered a thin strap from his shoulders, so that the other lump would be relieved. He cupped Carlos's hand there to make it fair that the two mounds both got a touch.
Chelsea's body arched, receiving all of Carlos's treatment. They dissolve in the turmoil of passionate desire.
"Are you asleep, Carlos?" please open the door first. I want to talk a minute."
Chelsea and Carlos suddenly jumped when they heard a knock on the door followed by Margaret's screams from the front door. The woman seemed to be in a hurry and impatient, fortunately earlier Chelsea had the chance to lock the bedroom door. If not, you can be sure Margareth will come in and see Carlos being a big baby for Chelsea.
"Your mother." Carlos rushed to put back on the thin rope that had slipped from Chelsea's shoulders. But Chelsea held him shaking his head.
"Just leave it. Daddy just shut up and carry on, we didn't make any sound anyway, did we?"
Chelsea forbade it. I swear, he is not willing to end this pleasure all.
"It's better for Daddy to meet him first so we can calmly do it."
“Okay, Daddy. I'll wait for Daddy here." Finally let Carlos get out of bed. And Chelsea immediately did something unexpected that made Carlos unable to move at all.
How could it not be, Chelsea immediately removed the nightgown from her body so that Carlos could enjoy every inch of the girl's smooth skin.
"Don't take too long, Daddy. I also want to try other things.” Chelsea teased, winking before laying down on the bed. He deliberately didn't wear a blanket as a cover so that Carlos wouldn't allow Margaret to enter the room. That way Carlos couldn't talk to the middle-aged woman for too long either.
Very desperate and not thinking about the impact of it all, Chelsea just wanted Carlos to fall to his knees.
Gibran continued, "As for our divorce, I've already agreed to it. We'll proceed with the legal process, and you'll be free to start a new chapter in your life. I hope you find the happiness you deserve."The conversation between Viska and Gibran marked the beginning of the end of their tumultuous marriage. While their emotions were still raw, they had come to a mutual understanding that it was time to move on and seek happiness elsewhere.Gibran's frustration and pent-up emotions poured out as he defended his actions. He felt betrayed by Viska, who had consistently pushed him away and made unfavorable comparisons with Nicholas. Their relationship had become a battleground of insecurities, and Gibran had sought solace with Shabila.Viska's accusations stung, but Gibran was determined to make her understand the context of his actions. He continued, "Viska, I don't want to justify what I did, but it was a result of our broken marriage. We both contributed to its downfall. I needed someth
190"Also," Bryan paused, kissing Silvi's lips briefly."Don't forget that the night we were together, I can assure you, it's my child."Silvi shook her head. "It's not Devin's child. Do you think after that night, I didn't do anything with other men? Did you really think that night was the only time someone touched me? No, there have been many other nights with so many men because I felt like I wasn't pure anymore. So I was free to do it with anyone since my life was already a mess.""S-so... instead of slightly more ruining myself, and the last time it was done to me was by Devin. That's why he's willing to take responsibility. He's also convinced that this is his child."Bryan let out a bitter laugh, releasing Silvi from his embrace. "Is that so?" He loosened his tie, which had felt suffocating after hearing Silvi's explanation. "Let's prove that what you said is true." He took off the suit jacket that clung to his body.“W-what are you doing?” Silvi stepped back. Hugging her own b
189"No way! I won't leave until I meet Gibran. He has to take responsibility for this child," Shabila insisted, refusing to budge. She held onto Viska and stood her ground."Leave, I said! Go!"Viska couldn't bear Shabila's stubbornness and forcefully pulled her arm, nearly causing Shabila to stumble."What's wrong with you!" Shabila pushed away Viska's hand and fixed her disheveled hair. "Are you afraid your husband's actions will be known to your parents? Or is it that you refuse to accept the truth?" Shabila began to rant."I don't understand what you're saying. Now leave!" Viska demanded."Wait, Viska! Mom wants to ask this woman something." Viska's mother restrained her daughter and turned to Shabila. "Why did you let my granddaughter get pregnant? Don't you know he's already married? What do you want from us? Money?"Shabila seethed with anger. Her dignity felt insulted when the middle-aged woman mentioned money."Do you think I'm a lowly woman who just surrenders her body to a
188Shabila spent the whole day in frustration, angry that she couldn't meet Gibran at his cafe. She paced back and forth in her room, thinking of ways to meet him."Do you think you can avoid me forever? You won't be able to, Gibran. I have to make you take responsibility for the child I'm carrying. You won't be able to escape. Just wait and see."Shabila clenched her fists, planning a thousand ways to meet Gibran. "If I can't find you at the cafe, I'll come to your house. Let's see if you can still avoid me," she muttered to herself.Gibran decided to visit the club where he had met Shabila some time ago. He had a bad feeling about Shabila's visit to his cafe and wanted to find out what had really happened between them that night. Honestly, Gibran didn't remember much because he had been heavily intoxicated that night.Upon arriving at the club, Gibran called one of the waitresses and conveyed his request to meet with the club's owner."I'd like to discuss something important with y
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