REVENGE OF ROSE

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Rose started thinking of something naughty, sort of pranking Young Master Marcelino. He chuckled at the plan he had gotten while in the bathroom earlier. After drying her hair, Rose picked up the nightgown in the closet.

Actually, Rose is also a little uncomfortable if you have to wear a nightgown while in her hand. Not only short, but also bright. Showing the curves of the body that should be Rose wrapped tightly. But because this time he was on a mission, then he was willing to use the dress.

Now, let's look at Young Master Marcelino's reaction. Inner Rose chuckled.

Young Master Marcelino who had just come out of the bathroom, was surprised by Rose lying on the bed in a challenging pose. Without Bra, just a transparent evening dress and dark colored underwear. Contrast that with the dress she wore.

Rose propped her head up with one hand, watching Young Master Marcelino.

"Curtain! What clothes are you wearing, Rose?"

"Only an evening dress, it feels more comfortable to sleep in a dress like this." Reply indifferently.

"Are you trying to seduce me again?"

"Make what? To make a child? It's fine, as long as the Master willingly hands over the Master's body to me." Rose's Chuckle.

"Don't remind me of that, Rose!" Reply Young Master Marcelino with a slightly raised tone of voice.

It seemed like Young Master Marcelino was really frustrated thinking about the child.

The towel with a slightly bulging hip that Young Master Marcelino wore made Rose swallow her own saliva. It is undeniable, if Young Master Marcelino does have his own charm.

His stomach was flat, there were almost no stomach folds even looking like torn bread. The female idols with all sorts of wits to be able to sleep with a man like Young Master. His chest that accentuated his pectoral muscles, plus a view of the water dots that were still attached to his body. Makes the mischievous imagination Rose react. The muscles of the arm were burly as if forcing Rose to want to bite the arm.

God, how could I imagine such slovenly things. But no doubt, Young Master Marcelino is very tempting. Unfortunately .... he .. hhhh, I don't want to think about it anymore.

Not wanting to think about it he said, the reality is that Rose could not help herself. Their current status is husband and wife. Although they both think it is just pretend and a game.

Rose approached Young Master Marcelino who was picking clothes in the closet. Rose from behind hugged the flat stomach of Young Master Marcelino. Pecked the Young Master's back a few times.

Young Master Marcelino suddenly turned around, because Rose did not have a good body balance and did not expect Young Master Marcelino's response that quickly. Rose almost fell backwards, fortunately Rose's body was immediately grabbed with one hand by Young Master Marcelino.

Now their position is actually beneficial for Rose. Something strange about my heart. The gaze of Young Master Marcelino made it beat faster. For a split second when my eyes and eyes met, I felt like there was a small sting that touched my heart. Hush, what am I thinking? I'm not in love with her, am I?

Rose's chest poked out in front of Young Master Marcelino, as the evening gown Rose wore was indeed very transparent. Young Master Marcelino's face stiffened slightly. He has seen such things often. But in front of Rose, she felt an oddity for herself.

This woman, why is she different? Why do I have such an interest in him? Touching women this close I never, even imagine it sometimes I feel uncomfortable and hate. Unlike when I see the body of a man in a masculine style, the reaction that arises is very fast. For the first time, ah it was possible that this was just a reflex feeling. After all, her brain was put where until she wore such a thin and transparent dress. Rose, you're gonna catch a cold. Inner Young Master.

Finally, what Rose had imagined (imagining scenes of her body being raised close and then a kiss) did not happen at all. Rose's body was even removed until, Rose fell to the floor and complained of pain.

"Why removed? Fall it." Rose asked with a pouty face.

"That's because you've dared to confront me with a dress like that. But Rose, should you know I'm not interested at all." Answer sarcasm.

Just wait, until when will you survive Young Master.

Young Master Marcelino finished dressing in pajamas. He sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, his pajamas open on his chest. Rose's focus was still there, she imagined that she would fall on the chest while hearing Young Master Marcelino's heartbeat and then fall asleep.

A proverb says, if you find it difficult to sleep then go in the arms of your partner. Listen to the sound of his heart, the rhythm of the heartbeat will make you more calm and relaxed so that it is easy for you to close your eyes and sleep.

Rose was thinking about such a moment without shame. Maybe this time, she's really in love. What about Young Master Marcelino? I don't know.

"Don't mention it again, Rose. I will definitely find ways other than having sex with you directly. It's good, you must have thought of dirty things, right?"

Rose smiled at the accusation, even Rose had been thinking about sleeping with you Young Master, you are insensitive. Haha.

"I hope you find a way soon, Young Master. I can't wait to give birth to a descendant of the Mafioso family." Rose's gaze seemed to say, Get you Young Master.

That mischievous gaze was responded to by the sour face of Young Master Marcelino. Rose wanted to laugh to see it.

"When do you want to sleep on that couch?"

"Until you stop talking about a child, you think it's that easy."

"Easily sir, just as when Mister played lumping horse with Shame." Rose said with a laugh.

"ROSE ... you pervert!" Screeched the Young Master while throwing a chair cushion at Rose.

Rose laughed until her stomach hurt. "Stop pranking me or you'll feel the consequences, Rose." Young Master Marcelino continued in a threatening tone.

Rose put both her shoulders on the mark of not caring. Just as Rose was about to pull the blanket, unexpectedly Young Master Marcelino jumped onto her bed. Rose was cornered to the head of the bed, leaning there in a cornered state. The gaze of Young Master Marcelino was like a hungry tiger ready to prey on its prey.

"Ishhh, sir what are you doing?"

"Is this what you want, Rose?"

Why is he acting so strange like this? Come a little closer, I'll kick your crotch, sir.

Young Master Marcelino smirked at a glance, while Rose was already preparing if only Young Master Marcelino suddenly attacked him. As the face of Young Master Marcelino draws near, let alone kick***********, Rose is not in touch. He was quietly waiting for Young Master Marcelino to continue his action.

A moment later, Young Master Marcelino swept Rose's tense face with her hands quickly and roughly.

"Basic perverted brain!" he told Rose.

Young Master Marcelino turned his back while lying on Rose's side.

"Sleep and don't try to do indecent things to me. Tonight I'm sleeping here, you're so lonely apparently."

Rose could not help but be ashamed, her thoughts from just now were just waiting for Young Master Marcelino to kiss immediately or whatever it was. But that happened at all. Disappointed? I don't know, even Rose herself doesn't understand what's going on in her head and heart that seems to be conspiring to betray her.

He pulled his blanket slowly then slept his back to the Young Master while hiding his reddened face in shame already imagining the slovenly thing in front of the Old Man. Young Marcelino.