Aletta The Beautiful Belongs to Bad Boy Billioner

Chapter 12

Dioneel celebrated his victory along with the Death Squad. They spent the night partying at Death Squad headquarters.

Because of the fun of partying, Dioneel did not hear the sound of his cellphone ringing. Music that was too loud and the cheers of the herd made Dioneel ignore his phone.

"Lo's really cool, bro, in the last minutes. I'm in, hahaha!" said Kevin while banging the edges of his glass with a Dioneel glass.

Dioneel puffed out his chest proudly. "Clearly! If you lose, change my name! Ahhaha!"

They both did cheers and downed the glass filled with golden liquid. That night was Dioneel's night. He was hailed for having succeeded in avenging Max's treatment of Javas plus, he managed to crush Max in the race that night.

After drinking five glasses, Dioneel pulled over to get away from the crowd. He took his phone and checked if there was a message or phone coming in while he was partying.

His smile was glistened as he looked at the name on his phone screen. "I think he's crazy about me" Dioneel told himself.

He also made a call to someone who contacted him. "Hello, Honey. You seem to miss me a lot, hehehe,"

("Where are you? Send me your address, I'll be there,") said the voice from across.

"Hmmm, about where? Did you miss me? I'm so glad you miss me" seduced Dioneel with a smile of her own.

His friends who saw the sight nudged each other. Only this time did they see their usually fierce and ferocious chief turn sweet and reddish.

Sadat himself noticed, Dioneel immediately returned his authority. "Ehem! I'm at the regular kayak headquarters. You know what, don't you?"

("You why?") ask the voice across again.

"Udah cepetan dateng! I wait!" decreed Dioneel and then he ended his call quickly. His eyes stared at his friends sharply. "Virginally? Is something weird?"

They also laughed at the duality ability of their gang leader. "Who, Bro? Pake there are longing words so, hahaha!"

"Our face is like a tomato! Ahaha!" tease Javas while laughing.

It is undeniable, at this time Dioneel was crazy about a girl who since the beginning of the meeting with the girl, he already felt there was an interest that he had never felt in other girls.

But because he loves the world of motorcycles more, until now Dioneel did not want to have a commitment with any girl.

"Shiits! Lo kayak never saw me talking to a girl," said Dioneel berkilah.

Pietro embraces Dioneel's shoulders. "Once, but this time you're a little other, Bro,"

Dioneel shook his head while smiling. "Where is the difference? Strangely enough all! But Aletta is special, anyway. Don't know why, he's like he's got a magnet to always pull me closer,"

"You know, he's not just a fresh breeze for you, dong? Hehehe," asked Kevin timidly.

Just this time at the headquarters they discussed the issue of love and women. If they get together, they'll discuss their new car, jobs, new places, or Max and Axel.

Dioneel snorted again. "Gue hasn't thought about it until then. Aletta seems to have a trauma to our world and it's not that easy to pull her into my world,"

"Semically you are asked to get out of the world of motorcycles with him, how?" ask Kevin suddenly.

"Gue hasn't thought about it yet. All this time you, this workshop, other kids, and my bike, not just a gang. I've made you guys like family. It's weird that I was asked to leave my own house and leave my family, right?" answer Dioneel. But deep down, he did wonder when he would be in this automotive world.

As they were silent thinking about the future of each of them, a soft voice of a girl entered the workshop sounded.

"Hello" said the girl.

"Eh, Aletta's here. Please come in," Javas replied kindly.

"Dion! The girl you came!" exclaim Kevin. The man continued to look at Aletta's beautiful face with her hair beautifully wrapped around her back.

Dioneel has changed clothes. He was wearing a shirt with a denim jacket and now he has changed clothes by wearing a collared shirt with two buttons open on it.

"Sorry, abis bathe," said Dioneel blushed. "So dinner, right?"

Aletta squinted her forehead. "Did? Dinner?"

"Yuk, walk now. First, Bray," said Dioneel, holding Aletta's bewildered hand.

They left accompanied by whistles and cheers from the Death Squad family. Dioneel takes Aletta to dinner at an elite restaurant downtown. But before they entered the elite area, Aletta hesitated to go inside.

"I'm still wearing work clothes. It doesn't taste very good. We eat somewhere else" Aletta said. The girl only wears a shirt that says the name of the showroom company where she works and she feels discouraged to see some people come in and out of the restaurant wearing dresses or clothes that are considered decent.

"Okay, wait a minute" Dion got out of his car and appeared to be talking to someone via his cell phone.

Aletta waited in the car while occasionally glancing towards her watch. Roughly twenty minutes, Dioneel got back in the car with a soft, red silk dress with a hemisphere on the chest low enough. "Just wear it here, I'll wait for you outside,"

"Two minutes!" Dioneel.

Aletta moved into the middle seat and began to change clothes quickly. When she was done, she got out of the car and with a reddened face, Aletta asked Dioneel for help to put on the ropes. "A-I can't wear it myself. Someone should be holding my hair,"

The touch of Dioneel's hand at the nape of Aletta's neck caused a sensation of its own for the girl. Moreover, his clothes were currently very open. "Ba-, how? Is it not too open?"

Dioneel tidied up Aletta's hair and kissed the back of the girl's hand. "You're beautiful,"

Aletta blushed. For the first time in her life, she wore a beautiful, open dress like tonight. Not only the chest is low, the dress has a sheer length of legs, but is split to the top of the knee and features smooth white thighs.

After eating, Dioneel took Aletta home. However, the girl refused. "I have to go home, my brother is waiting for my return. He's sick,"

"Alright, I'll take you," replied Dioneel again.

Eventually, Dion drove back to his vehicle and headed for Aletta's rented house. Once there, Dion again held Aletta down. "What if you and your brother stay in my house? Or, I'll ask your brother for permission so you can stay with me,"

Aletta smile. "Unfortunately can't, Dion. My brother's sick and I don't know when he'll be able to heal,"

Dion saw the look of sorrowful eyes on Aletta's beautiful face. At once, Dioneel landed her kiss on Aletta's red lips. "I'll protect you, that's my vow,"

That sweet kiss, it immediately turned into a deep pagutan. Aletta returned Dioneel's kiss and immediately draped her arm around Dioneel's shoulder.

Their pagutan feels hotter as Dioneel pulls Aletta's tiny body over her lap. Dionelle's lips easily, down into the recess of the girl's neck. He tethered his kiss there and sipped it strong, making Aletta sighing.

In the heat of their game, suddenly there was a scream from inside the rented house.

"Aaaaaaarrgghhh! Ahhhhhhh!"

Aletta pulls herself from Dioneel's arms. "Sister!" The girl then looked at Dioneel in panic. "I'm sorry, I have to go down!"

A man just ran out into the street, Aletta ran after him and immediately caught the man.

Dioneel slit his eyes to see more clearly. "Is that Aletta's sister? What happened to him?"

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