ENTANGLED IN ADULT LOVE
THE REAL FAIRY

Arshlan glanced back at her watch, and she started to grow furious.

Because of Marco, his presence at the party has been known to so many people, making it difficult for Arshlan to avoid. Moreover, all who greeted him, in the end always asked the same question, about the existence of his great wife compared to other women, according to what he had boasted before Marco the other day.

Marco is a jerk..!

Arshlan did not even think if the man used his speech as a weapon, so the whole world seemed to really want to prove the truth of his words and enthusiastically wanted to judge about the speed of Lana.

While Lana..?

Huhhfh for that Arshlan just hope that the girl can be invited to work together, and refrain from taking a careless attitude at this party.

At the moment Arshlan feels like calling Assistant Jo and swearing, but Arshlan can not do it in the crowd so many people who seemed to race to greet him with the same mission, full of curiosity..!

Business people who need a touch of cooperation, not to mention women with seductive looks with all styles and ages..!

"Arsh, you have stolen all the attention of my guests easily" said Marco smiling flatly, as soon as the situation was a little roomy, after a young businessman came to greet Arshlan pleading for cooperation, and with the same appendage. In the end it questions the whereabouts of the wife of a Lord Arshlan.

Arshlan grinned. "You don't want you to admit it." said Arshlan mocking to make Marco's face change.

"But still you have disappointed everyone, for waiting for the presence of your wife who seemed reluctant to take you along.."

"Why is that..?" arshlan cuek. "I don't feel indebted to anyone for my wife's presence at your party. I've appreciated you enough by coming..!"

"But yesterday you answered my challenge arrogantly. You said your wife was a special woman.."

"And you even used that as a magnet for your party's fanfare. Marco, is your popularity really that sad..?" Arshlan looked increasingly riled up.

"You are pathetic. You don't even have the courage to answer your own challenges..!"

"Marco, please stop." Lerai Maura, who had been listening to the debate just as Aldo and his girlfriend Siska had.

"The dance party's about to start. I just want to see you dance." said Marco again, ignoring Arshlan's facial water that began to harden angrily.

"Are you trying to set me up..?!"

"No. I just thought that by doing so you had lost to my challenge the other day that you had been bravely welcoming.."

"You.."

"Have Arsh, don't listen to Marco." Maura finally chose to come closer and hugged Arshlan's arm. "You've done the right thing, by not taking the bar boy along. She'll just embarrass you." Maura whispered while sticking Arshlan's arm next to her pair of delicious fruits, pressing her intimately.

"Shut your mouth." Arshlan sighed arrogantly, while trying to escape.

Suddenly the room lights dimmed. The atmosphere felt syahdu, accompanied by an instrument that softened.

In the middle of the room a large floodlight illuminates the dance floor, one of which is focused in the form of a circle that highlights the middle of the floor.

"The dance floor is ready." Marco's hands stretched out wide as if adoring the festivities. "Darling, the real party fairies don't deign to be present at.."

Float.

A woman walking up to the entrance in an ivory white semi-corset dress had distracted Marco in an instant.

"The real party.."

Marco's sizzle, staring unblinkingly, his mouth even opening.

With long unraveled hair that is beautifully sidelined, it seems to be a fitting complement to a perfectly slim body.

The cut of the woman's dress did not even show her shoulders openly, let alone the hemisphere that is usually often exhibited by every woman.

Elegantly.

Because through the view of the top of his chest to the end of the collarbone, as well as a little part of the upper thigh that is split, until presented a beautiful view of a pair of calves level up to the toe, so that the legs are divided, all that seems to be enough as a real proof.that the girl has skin as white as milk..!

Justjust wonderful.

Whether since when the festive atmosphere of the party had changed, it felt increasingly quiet.

The moment is so precise, along with the shift of the focus of the floodlight slowly towards the entrance, to highlight intact towards the stunning woman who in an instant has stolen the attention of everyone.

The woman is now seen standing upright while circulating her gaze around, as if looking for something, or maybe someone. like a lost fairy..!

"L-Lana..?"

Siska also stood beside Aldo very slowly, almost whispering, as if unable to believe his own vision.

Marco was preparing to move, with the aim of approaching the delicious prey, while his back felt held firmly.

As he turned around, he had found Arshlan's pair of eagle eyes that seemed ready to tear himself apart in an instant.

"Don't you dare approach." forbid Arshlan firmly, leaving Marco stunned.

And the next word that came out of the man's lips had Marco standing pecking with his mouth increasingly open.

"She is mine."

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'Let the world judge you..'

'My 'love..'

'I am not even willing, and want to pry the eyes of anyone who dares to look at you..'

...

'Tuaaann..'

It felt like Lana wanted to squeal, and ran into a burly body that was invisible all day, as was her habit all along.

But Lana stopped doing so, while a ban so close in her ears sounded panicked screaming.

"Mrs Lana, control yourself. Please don't jump on Mr. Arshlan..! Yuk..!!"

"Smile.well good..smile like that, smile sweetly and not. I said sweet, not grinning..!"

"Basic chatty..!"

Lana curses slowly as Assistant Jo's voice continues to swirl around her, as if always messing up whatever she wants to do based on her own instincts.

"Mrs. remember, you are Mrs Arshlan, and you deserve it..!"

Assistant Jo's voice continues to encourage each of Lana's sanitary niches, making Lana feel her confidence that initially had slipped is now rising slowly but surely.

All eyes were there as if they were fixed in one direction and no longer divided, especially when they realized that Mr. Arshlan had approached the woman with wide steps, and a charming smile. Taking the woman's hand to kiss the back of her hand, then a short kiss of lips that look natural red.

"Sugary. Is this really my wife..?" whispered Arshlan while embracing the pride of the tiny waist Lana who immediately blushed to hear it.

"Sir, I didn't let you down, did I..?" whispered Lana while hugging Arshlan's arm tightly. Spoiled fad there.

Arshlan squeezes Lana's fingers. "Instead, honey, I'm a lucky man.."

Arshlan kissed Lana's lips for a moment again, before finally taking a look at Lana's waist, inviting her to move closer to Marco the Lord of the party, who still felt as amazed as the other guests.

"We'll say hello to you for a moment, Mr. party, before I'll kidnap you from this place.."

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