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Gerald's Arrival

While still hugging, the door was knocked softly from the outside, making the hug come off.

"You sit down, I open the door. Don't be afraid, there's me." Smith framed Amelia's face.

"Yes Oppa." Amelia complied and sat down on the sofa.

The door opened, featuring someone Smith desperately didn't want to see, even in his lifetime.

A cross-faced man smiled towards her, but Smith only showed her a flat face. The man gawked in and sat down in the chair opposite Smith's oversized chair.

"Hi Smith, old friend. How are you?" Gerald asked, yes the man came with no shame.

"Good, even very good. I thought you were dead, Gerald, you're alive." Syndir Smith with his cynicism.

"Haha, I'm going to be strong in the dead anyway.." Answer Gerald.

"Huh, very confident."

"Oh yeah, I heard that your engagement to Marissa was canceled, huh?" Gerald asked, he did not know that his ace was in his hand.

Anybody who catches the man and takes him to that empty place is Smith and Roy, it's just that they're wearing masks, so Gerald doesn't know who they are.

"Obviously, where do I want the same. I want a seal girl." Smith replied, grinning at Gerald.

"You wear Marissa a lot, don't you? Then why do you still dare to ask me something like this?" Sindir Smith, make Gerald's face change pias.

"From the beginning you know yourself, I don't like to share anything, let alone women."

"As long as you like each other, how many times Smith." Gerald answered without shame.

"Oh yeah? If I change positions, how? Do you still want to?" Ask Smith flatly.

"Of course, I'm used to sharing."

"Ckk, I hope you have Gerald's venereal disease."

"Of course it won't be possible, I always wear safety if I play." Proudly Gerald.

"Safety alone is no guarantee you won't get Gerald's contagious malady, better be loyal to one woman whose origins are obvious,"

"That's not my custom Smith, I'd rather try a variety of flavor holes." Answer Gerald.

"It's up to you, so what are you here for?" Smith asked, he felt that enough of these unfavourable pleasantries was enough.

"Just stop by for a minute to see my old best friend, can't you?"

"Of course not, I'm sick of seeing that your face is Gerald. My company's doors will always be closed to you, not here to accept men who can't respect women."

"It's just you, like you don't want a woman's hole." Ledek Gerald's.

"On the contrary, Marissa is looking for an impingement with another man, you can't count on. Can your banana wake up Smith?" Gerald asked in a mocking tone, trying to provoke the emotions of a Smith Alexander, but the opposite happened. The man looked calm.

"Itchy women and men mesoom brain is very suitable yes. And if you think my banana can't rise, you're Gerald's fault. My banana will certainly wake up if it's the right woman, not on prostitution."

"My beard is so picky, where will he go in. Not like your eggplant that likes to go in a hole carelessly." Sindir Smith, but Gerald is thick-faced. So he does not feel shunned, and can still be as comfortable as smiling.

"Hahaha, being too picky was also not in Smith's favor. I doubt you've ever played with a woman? I suspect you've never felt how delicious a woman's hole is."

"You're so confident and insulting to me huh?" Ask Smith, trying as quietly as possible. It was nothing, he was worried about the state of his girl who had been listening to their conversation from the sofa.

And as stupid as Gerald was, he seemed oblivious to the beautiful girl sitting on the sofa behind him.

"Just relax, you can learn to satisfy women from me Smith. You can try different styles that will make women adore your might."

"I don't have to learn from amateur players like you, I'd rather play in bed." Answer Smith.

Amidst that talk, Roy came up with his flat face. He brought some important files, as usual, material for the meeting tomorrow morning.

"I've studied it sir, so you can sign it." Roy said, focus only on his young master, regardless of Gerald's whereabouts.

Smith took his expensive pen from behind his suit pocket, and immediately affixed his signature.

"Have Rena accompany Amel Roy,"

"Baby, come with Roy.." Amelia who felt called immediately walked over to Smith.

"Oppa, t-but.."

"Go, I'll see you later. Talk to Rena, "Smith rose from his seat of greatness, giving her the sense to get away from this hot place.

"All right, call me when you're done."

"Yes, of course baby." Smith kissed her girl's forehead affectionately, showing off her affection for Gerald.

Amelia followed behind Roy, leaving her man's room.

"Waw, it turns out you have good stuff too.."

"You want to take Gerald too?" Ask Smith cynically.

"If I may, I'd like to tuck it too. It must have been a perfectly legit hole, and the sound of his sighing would have sounded melodious in my ears." Gerald answered boldly.

"Try teasing him, if he wants you, Gerald. She's not the kind of itchy woman Marissa is,"

"Oh yeah, did you forget my charm as Cassanova Smith?"

"Like you there's nothing in front of my girl, Gerald."

"Come on, we share. Or we play together, how?" Gerald asked, the longer he got bolder.

Smith didn't care about anything anymore, he was angry because the man dared to imagine his girl.

He got up from the chair, his hands clutched the collar of the shirt Gerald was wearing, to make the man stand up.

"Share? Let's share.."

Bughh..

Gerald fell down when a powerful fist hit his handsome face, but it was not finished there. Smith occupied Gerald's body, again floating the bogeman toward the man's face again.

"And that's a lesson for you because you've dared to imagine my girl.."

Uhukkc..

Gerald coughed up blood as the fist punched his stomach.

"Will you share it with me brengseek?" Smith asked, her chest rising and falling a sign of her unstable emotions.

"I don't think you can move on from Marissa Smith. Turns out you had good stuff and were young, for sure.."

Dugh..

Smith's legs drifted toward the man's back, kicking him until he coughed again.

"Fuck Cassanova, water monitor lizard, rotten cockroach, just like this you lost? Cement." Smith.

"Roy's.." Shouted Smith, before long the man came up with some solid-bodied security with bulging muscles.

"Drag this trash guy, and remember don't let this guy into my company again. If he forced a beat, if necessary finish it on the spot." Smith's orders and directly influenced by the security. They dragged Gerald's limp body, taking him out by force.

"Where's Amel?"

"In my room with Rena, sir."

"Let him there first, my emotions are unstable, I'm afraid of hurting him. You'd better be here, don't take the chance to steal a look at my girl." Sweat Smith.

"Yes sir.." Other than obeying orders, what else could he do? Fishing the wrath of a savage tiger would definitely cost him dearly.

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