Married Senior Cunning

Chapter 5's

"What wedding? Who wants to marry you, huh?" kyla asked, trying to be brave.

Caesar did not answer. He just smiled at the girl.

Kyla grew even more silent as Caesar looked at her with an ice-cold look. I don't know what's in Caesar's head right now. His face showed an expression that could not be interpreted right now.

"W-Do you want anything?" kyla asked in shock as Caesar got closer to her.

Caesar's burly left hand stretched out and pointed at Kyla's head. The girl closed her eyes, she was very afraid of what Caesar was going to do. Caesar's rough fingers landed on his turquoise mane. Caesar stroked and stroked Kyla's hair gently. Far from Kyla's estimate.

"Don't do that. We're getting married, honey."

Kyla frowned while opening her eyes. He immediately shook Caesar's hand to stay away from him.

"Married what? I don't want to marry you" Kyla refused.

"Haha, nothing. Come on, get to know me first. Listen to me carefully" said Caesar.

Her fingers pulled out the fine hairs covering Kyla's face and slipped them behind Kyla's ears. That obviously left Kyla goosebumps half dead. Caesar's touch felt very intimate and full of tenderness. Goddamnit!

"Caesar Alvaro's. That's my name. If you do not know, try searching on the internet. Maybe your insights will be more open, dear."

Again the ignorant Caesar blew Kyla's ears very slowly. Kyla made goosebumps.

"I don't know who you are. You're a pervert, aren't you?"

Hearing that, Caesar's laughter just slipped away. He kept his hands away from Kyla's hair. Then, he leaned his body into the car seat with resignation. It was as if he was frustrated by what the girl had said.

"You're not getting along, yeah. Come on, marry me. I'll introduce you to the world, and the world will know you as Caesar Alvaro's wife."

"No!"

Caesar's eyes glared at the crackling.

"Your voice is rising, honey. You dare me, hmm?"

"Well, that's great."

Caesar laughed sinisterly as he approached Kyla again. Now his face is very close to Kyla's face, without any rejection from Kyla of course.

"You're beautiful. I'll have you, Kyla Fizeta."

Kyla's gembill cheeks were tightly blocked by Caesar's thumb and index finger. The master must be in pain. Kyla grimaced, Caesar's sharp marks were also imprinted on his face.

"Stop touching me, Caesar!"

"Why can't you, honey?"

Kyla brushed off Caesar's hand again. The man just laughed cynically. Then, he put his fingers back on the surface of Kyla's skin.

"You're not polite, yes!" sergeant Kyla is a little upset.

"Haha .. You're being disrespectful! I am your senior! Don't you dare say my name if I don't tell you!"

Kyla's lips are silent. He gulped his saliva roughly as Caesar's bead turned full of wrath. Kyla's tiny hands try to feel the side of the car door, hoping to find the door lock button and get out of there right now.

Damn, it was captured by Caesar's eyes.

"You're running away, hmm?"

"Take me off, Caesar!"

"Well, you said my name again." Caesar gripped Kyla's neck with his hand. As if he was suffocating with slow energy.

"S-sickness, sshh! Release!" ringis Kyla tried to speak.

"Shut up and play my game, and you'll be safe!" persemat Caesar while growling.