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The wasted child
On the other hand, Irene was currently in the Pavilion. He came early in the morning, to make sure the lover had breakfast.
"Turn back to WG yes," persuaded Irene, while massaging Sean's slave in the living room.
"No!" answer Sean firmly.
Irene let out a long sigh, as Sean was hard to persuade. "If you go back to WG, you won't have any trouble like this, Se. See your body is thin and your eye bags have begun to blacken," said Irene, still trying to persuade.
Sean turned his body, faced Irene and looked at her lover intently. "Gue can get through all this! And don't ever tell me to go back there again!" firmly Sean.
"It's normal to talk, don't bother!" Irene pouted in annoyance, while staring lazily at Sean who was in front of her.
"Lagain, you like maksa anyway!" sean replied that he would not lose.
"Oh! That's it!" Irene immediately got up from her seat, but her hand was pulled by Sean, so she staggered and fell on Sean's lap in a slanted position.
"Deliver!" Irene rebelled, but her movements were locked down.
"Riggers? Ugly knows!" sean replied, then slapped his face in the recess of Irene's neck.
"Se, amused," said Irene, moving her shoulders, to have Sean stop his neck-sniffing action.
Sean distanced his face, then kept his chin on Irene's shoulder, while tightening his embrace. "Lo smells good, Ren. Make opium know no, so can't wait to be halted quickly," said Sean slowly, then kissed Irene's cheek.
"Look!" Iren distanced his face, feeling uncomfortable with Sean's behavior. "Not halal, don't kiss."
"No, honey." Sean broke his embrace, letting Irene get out of his lap.
"Oh, yes, the file I asked for has you prepared?" sean asked, and answered Irene's headband.
"Why?"
"The file is in Dad's house and I'm afraid to take it" Irene replied honestly.
Sean stroked the back of his lover's hand gently. "We take it together, and ask for his blessing" said Sean.
"Now there is me who will always protect you," said Sean, then bring Irene his hug.
"Thank you, Sean," replied Irene, returning her lover's embrace.
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That morning, Sean and Irene asked for permission to enter the afternoon, as they had to settle their affairs first. For Sean, of course getting permission was easy but, not for Irene.
"It's only a few hours!" sean said to Aiden who was sitting behind his desk.
"just! thou say? Don't you see my work very much!" reply Aiden firmly. "Must be professional dong, Se!"
"Please! Irene asked permission to take care of our marriage anyway" Sean replied, excitedly.
Irene who saw the debate between the sisters could only bite her lower lip, feeling scared.
"You want to get married? Don't you tell the family? What kind of child are you?!" avenged Aiden, unconsciously making old wounds Sean who had dried up, is now back gaping.
"The wasted child! Why?!" sean answered, making Aiden immediately silent.
"If you don't allow Irene, I'll have her resign! I can still afford to support him!" reply Sean, then pull Irene's hand from the room.
"Look! Sean!!!" aiden shouted, chasing after Sean and Irene who had already entered the elevator.
"Damn!" aiden said, when the elevator doors were closed.
Patience, Bang Sean, kind of a bitch. š¤§
Charity saweran for Sean to spiritā¤š