Married Senior Cunning

Chapter 25's

Slowly, his hand clasped the doorknob. He took the time to hear the sound of the wooden board. The trick is to stick the ear on the door leaf.

Niente. It doesn't sound anything. There's just a sound like plastic. Whatisit?

Curious, finally Caesar turned the doorknob. Real quick. Hurriedly.

"Can you!" caesar shouted as the door opened.

But to his surprise, what he saw was an incredible sight that he had never seen before. Oh, myGod! It's exquisite. How could Caesar see this?

A girl sitting on the edge of the bed suddenly fell silent without daring to twitch. His round eyeballs shone brightly onto Caesar's netra. So plain, and so sparkling.

Her blond hair was smooth and very soft. Compatible with beautiful dresses that adorn her body to the eyes of the feet. The ray effect of the swarowski adds to the elegant appearance of the nineteen-year-old girl. Also both ears are decorated with sparkling earrings. Well-favoured.

Caesar stared stiffly, not speaking anything. Just standing like a statue in the doorway of this luxurious and spacious guest room.

"Sorry, has the show started yet?"

The question of Kyla's subtle voice made Caesar wake up from the daydream. He cleared his throat briefly to ease this somewhat strange feeling. What happened to Caesar?

"Hm. Yep. It's almost begun" Caesar replied.

"Have my parents arrived?" Kyla asked back.

"Have, uh, not yet. Yeah, I mean not yet."

Caesar stuttered. I don't know what's going on in his heart right now. No, he can't mess up his father's plans just out of love. He can't fall in love with Kyla.

The girl nodded briefly. Then, his gaze returned to the mirror that was right in front of him. Every now and then, he gets his hair done again.

"Where can make up? Wasn't your bag left at home?"

Kyla just gave a faint smile. "From your housekeeper," he answered.

Cynic sounding from Caesar. How could the future wife of a Caesar Alvaro wear a makeup kit from the household assistant of Leo's extended family? It seemed, Caesar was intending to accustom Kyla to a life of luxury and arrogance.

"Here, don't dress up again. It will be more beautiful."

"Ah, I mean that our time is up. When you're done, hurry down or I'll finish you off," Caesar's commanding asshat, in order to divert Kyla. The mouth can no longer be controlled.

"All right."

Caesar closed the door again with a little slamming. Kyla was shocked. Caesar was a rude man.

Caesar's oath of vengeance rests on himself as he descends the steps. Her hand no doubt hit her head, throwing out the crazy thoughts of falling in love with Kyla. Don't let that happen!

Caesar continued to walk up to the dining table in the middle of the room. Large decorative lights hanging on the table seem to add a luxurious impression to this room. Elegant and slick.

"The smell is so much today" Caesar said to his father, who had been sitting in the dining chair.

"certain. Our guests are special. There should be a special meal, too" replied Leo.

"Haha, okay."

"Kyla where is it? Are you ready?"

"Already, Dad. I told you to come down" replied Caesar.

Leo asked again, "How?"

Caesar's eyebrows shot up, confused. "How's what?"

"Kyla. Beautiful, right? You must have been amazed after seeing her dress up in that room, right?"

Her throat felt choked when remembering Kyla's appearance. Though the mouth may lie, but the heart cannot. Honestly, Kyla is so beautiful.

"Ah, not really. Just plain," Caesar answered with lies.

Caesar took the phone out of his pocket. The screen scrolls meaninglessly with the mind going nowhere. He tried to get rid of the nervousness that suddenly came when he remembered there was a Kyla family who would come later.

'Tin!'

The bell rang. Signs there are guests who squeeze the bell on the veranda. Gawat, Caesar is not mentally ready!