Mr. Bastard's Love Trap

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Saffir Azura stepped firmly, firmly, and gracefully. Her elegant dress as if dancing with each movement of her legs are level and charming. She walked to the stage calling her the winner of Univers Miss, a show for world models.

She stood there beautifully, staring at the cheers of the people. Her slender waist was in harmony with her perfect body, as if an entire portion of her was the best. Her eyes were beautiful, her nose was sharp, and her skin was naturally well-groomed. It is hard for others to believe that beauty is without the frills of plastic surgery.

Come on, she's too beautiful!! Even her moderately thick hair was also very fine, as if she was a very wealthy woman who spent every day grooming her for hours on a regular basis. The makeup artist himself was very amazed.

That's how the woman walked onto the stage. Gosh, how can the footsteps and every gesture of his movement also be tempting?

Lights glare at each other. With majestic colors, it spread out forming a beautiful pattern, then all of it gathered at one midpoint on the stage. As if glorifying the figure of the woman. Azura Saffir.

“It may look like I'm so amazing." Speak with a voice that flows melodious at once full of assertiveness.

She smiled, showing her incredible beauty.

"But remember! Not me, but us. You're all amazing, too. I trust. Everyone always has a cool side in them. I'm here thanks to you, and I wouldn't be here without you. So, its you all. You are the ones who actually have incredible value.” Further.

The girl smiled sweetly again.

That was the first high point of his life. One achievement means to start a better career in the future.

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Azura Saffir.

He thought his victory was the biggest surprise of the night. After the event was over, he passed through the spacious lobby towards the courtyard. The manager was waiting in the yard in a van.

He stepped with a rhythmic knock until a voice stopped the step.

“Excuse me.. Do you know me?”

Saffir Azura stared towards the voice.

Ah, who doesn't know?

Zura looked at the man with that sexy voice.

“Of course. But this is our first meeting. So, I say hello know.” he said calm and graceful.

Aiden Azam's. The King of Actors. A handsome, tall, rich man. He is also a conglomerate in his country, the descendant of one of the richest businessmen, Antares Group, which is now also the center of the entertainment world thanks to this man.

Smirks..

Aiden gave a small grin. He stepped closer. Her beautiful, pitch-black eyes were always alluring. Slowly, the masculine fragrance of his body came out. Zura frowned as Aiden got closer.

Aren't they getting too close now?

However, Aiden only stopped when their bodies left only a few inches, even some parts stuck together. It was as if it had deliberately created a situation where it was difficult for Zura to move or retreat because of her dress.

“Excuse me. You are too close.” Zura said firmly. He was friendly, yet very disciplined about his own life. He always keeps the relationship within a certain limit.

“Pfft..” Aiden answered him with a stifled laugh. Zura looked at him sharply.

Aiden touched the tip of zura's fingers covered in white lace gloves. He lifted her up slowly, then kissed the back of her hand. However, Zura immediately pulled her before the sexy red lips touched the back of her hand.

“Ah..” says Aiden. He looked at Zura's distant hand. However, their bodies were still very close.

“Nona. Do you want to be my girlfriend?” aiden said confidently.

Zura looked at him even more confused.

Did this guy just ask her out in an impolite first meeting?

A playboy, a female lover, whose romantic relationship has never been more than 2 months. Yes, 2 months is the longest time record according to his recognition in entertainment news.

Zura, then exhaled violently.

“Sorry. But I refused it.” Zura. He then took a step away, he lowered his head at a glance before starting to walk again quickly. Leaving the man as he cursed in his heart.

'Crazy fundamentals!!'

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