My Aunt is my Beloved
CHAPTER 9 – PORTRAIT
Kennie looks much younger than his age.
That's why Dilan got it wrong to recognize Kennie's true age.
Dilan started to be in wolf mode.
His gun stiffened as soon as it smelled the fragrant scent on Kennie's body.
Dilan gripped firmly with both hands of the woman who seemed to want to reject her wishes.
“Don't do this, Sir! I am a hostess but I am not pramuria.”
But against the words of the soft voice of Kennie, Dilan's lust was even more peaking made.
“Hehehe.”
Saliva dripped in Dilan's mouth while grinning like a wolf watching the tender meat right in front of him.
“Aaakkhh!”
Dilan roughly pushed the woman against the back of the wall with her right hand where her other hand locked both of Kennie's hands.
Lustfully, Dilan deliberately rubbed his still-stung weapon on the back of Kennie's body while the depraved Dilan groped the belly of the beautiful woman.
“Oh, come on, Miss. What is the difference between hostess and pramuria. You'll both earn income from a striped man like me.”
Tears spilled in Kennie's eyes.
It seemed that the woman was so frightened at the man younger than her who was trying to pounce on her.
“Please don't do this, sir. I sold my services but not my body. Aakkhh!”
But the thing that Kennie said, Dilan was furious.
He slams Kennie's body onto the couch and then pushes him over the top.
Kennie was trying to fight as best as he could.
He tightened his legs, bent both knees, to protect the most vital parts of his body.
“Don't be your holy-ass, pramuria! You all make no difference in my eyes!”
Unfortunately, Kennie was unable to protect her upper body about her hands being locked by Dilan.
Dilan shamelessly then began to fumble the milk of Kennie.
“No! Help u! Please!”
Kennie thrashed around trying to ask for help from outside.
But since it was the most exclusive VVIP room in the club, it was purposely made soundproof so that the most important customers who used the room could enjoy its maximum enjoyment.
However, as Kennie begins to despair of protecting his ever-threatened chastity since he first entered the club eleven years ago, suddenly the sound of the door of the room being broken.
- Gedubrak, gedubrak, gedubrak.
The sound of a locked door trying to be broken down from the outside was unceasingly heard.
Then then, the door that looks sturdy was also lost to the magnitude of the kick power of the door breaker.
From the outside of the door, a large, bald person entered the room.
“How dare anyone disturb my pleasure!”
Dilan yelled angrily at the foreign man who was interfering with his pleasure.
“Aakkhhh!”
But thanks to that, Dilan finally released his hand from Kennie.
But as a result, Kennie bounced and hit his head on the floor.
“I'll report all this to your boss, motherfucker!”
But without noticing Dilan's threat, the bald burly man immediately approached Kennie whose forehead had been bleeding.
“Kania, are you okay?”
But the name mentioned by the bald burly man was not the same name known to Dilan.
Dilan immediately dispelled the thought that ever since the adoptive aunt of the same name left her eleven years ago, the adoptive aunt was no one else to Dilan.
Dilan hated the aunt, at least that was what she tried to express from her every action.
But unfortunately, more than anyone, Dilan knows best that it is impossible.
Instantly her aunt's name was mentioned, although to a different person, Dilan's mood had already disappeared first.
He no longer cared what happened in the room.
He immediately abandoned his intention to make the life of that bastard who ruined his pleasure become corrupted.
All Dilan wanted at that time was to immediately leave the room, removing all the discomfort in her heart.
“Hey, Young man, wait a minute! You can't just walk away after the mess you've made, can you?”
Unfortunately, contrary to Dilan's wishes, the bald burly man actually stopped Dilan's steps to make him account for all the commotion he had made.
“You don't know who I am?”
“Whoever you are, who breaks the rules still have to get his diction.”
“I'll ruin your life, motherfucker!”
Just as Dilan was about to explode, Kennie immediately stopped the bald burly man's actions.
“That's enough, Edo. I'm okay.”
“What's okay? That kid has been rude to you, Kania. You are a valuable asset of our club and it is my duty to protect that precious asset for the glory of our club.”
In his heart, Dilan's desire to immediately destroy the club which had originally been extinguished now began to burn back even more so.
“You weakened me, bastard!”
“Hei, Boy. You shouldn't talk to the older ones. What did your family never educate you?”
The reply to the bald burly man further enraged Dilan.
But when Dilan will start to explode, then realized a photo that had fallen in Kennie's clothes.
Even if it looked far away, how could Dilan not know about the identity in the photo.
A photo showing three happy families.
A teenage girl who appears to be in her Junior High with long straight black hair and white skin.
Beside her, the girl appeared to be holding a woman in her forties who gave off an adorable feel to her distinctive bun pattern.
And in the middle of the two, there was a little boy about 5 to 6 years old with black hair, a little bit of very handsome curls.
The face in the photo reflects the Dilan family in the past.
Witnessing that, Dilan took two steps back with a tense expression.
Cold sweat soaked his temples.
Kennie immediately noticed Dilan's gaze, but was unaware of Dilan's panicked expression.
Kennie who was staring at the end of the gaze finally realized that his precious photo treasure had just slipped away from him.
As if it was a very valuable item, Kennie quickly picked it up carefully.
“Who is the boy in the photo?”
Kennie also immediately felt the opportunity of Dilan's speech to escape this problem.
“Yes, that's right, sir. I already have a child. And the two children in this picture are my children. Sorry for lying to you. I'll be responsible for giving back the money you paid me twice as much as leaving this club. This club knows nothing about me having children, so don't blame this club for my personal actions.”
All could realize that what was said by the hostess was mere nonsense by looking at the twisted expression shown by the bald burly man called Edo.
But without being told, Dilan had realized the truth.
How foolish Dilan was that she did not immediately realize the face of the aunt whom she had not seen again for eleven years.
Who would have thought that the foster aunt he had been looking for actually met in the middle of a small club on the opposite island.
