For a moment, Mario could breathe a sigh of relief. when she brought Aurora back to her room, the woman did not refuse in the slightest. Either because she was half drunk. Or just lazy to argue with her as usual. Full of caution, Mario guided Aurora to sit on the side of the bed. the heels that the woman was wearing. Then after that she intended to go out because her task was finished.

"Now you can get some rest. I hope the hangover you are experiencing now can subside soon." Turning around, Mario prepared to leave. But, just walking a few steps, the man heard his name being called.

"Mario ... wait a minute."

Mario stopped his steps. body, he then replied. "Yes, what else?"

"You don't want to be here first? Just a moment. I need a friend to hear my story."

Mario immediately put on a look as if he doubted. Then not long after, he nodded understandingly. Maybe, because Aurora is drunk right now, that's why the woman was willing to talk to her fighting Sighing and putting aside his ego, Mario finally decided to turn around. The man then walked over to the position where Aurora was sitting.

"You're drunk, Aurora. Better to rest than keep talking."

Aurora clapped her hands on the surface of the bed. Signaling for the blonde haired man to sit side by side with her.

"I'm not completely drunk," said the woman. "The proof I can still respond to your words well. So, sit here. I can't talk far from each other."

Mario complied. Without saying much he sat right next to Aurora.

"So, what do you want to talk about."

"I don't know," said Aurora quickly. "I'm also confused about starting this story. From where. It's just that I feel something is stuck in my heart."

"Is this about Mr Tristan deciding to return with Mrs Sophia?" Mario guessed.

"Not really."

"So what?"

"Do you think I'm not beautiful?"

Mario reflexively sighed lazily. "Why do you like to think that you are not beautiful, Aurora? Just so you know, when you were drunk the other day, you also asked the same thing.

Why be insecure when you have everything." Aurora laughed blandly.

"If I was beautiful, there's no way Tristan would choose Sophia over me."

"Oh my God," Mario exclaimed, annoyed. Again. "It's not just for beautiful reasons that people make their choices. Mr Tristan here chose mistress Sophia because he loved her. Want to look Mrs Sophia is not beautiful at all. If Mr Tristan is in love, I'm sure looks aren't his main problem."

"Then why doesn't he love me? Wasn't it me who was always by his side? I'm the one who always accompanies Tristan when he feels down."

Mario shook his head. He stared intently at Aurora's face, which looked increasingly irritated. "I told you, Aurora. It's a matter of heart and choice. It can't be helped. Mr Tristan is in love with Mrs Sophia. Not with you. You should understand that."

"So you don't think I deserve to be loved the way Tristan loves Sophia?"

"Gosh." The man rubbed his face in frustration. Why is it so hard to explain all this to Aurora?

"Who says you don't deserve to be loved? Of course, you deserve love from other men." "But the proof is no one loves me."

"Yes!" Mario said quickly. "Who?" Aurora turned her head and then squinted. "Who is the man who loves me?"

"Me, " Mario answered confidently. Which answer made Aurora laugh out loud. "Why? Is there anything funny?" asked Mario with an annoyed expression on his face?

"Nothing. It's just that I'm sure that your approach to me recently is not a reflection of feelings of love. Tap, more to the guilt for having dared to fuck me. Isn't that right?"

Mario was silent. He did feel very guilty for taking Aurora's innocence away. This also made him determined to take responsibility for all his actions.

However, the closer he came, the more he realized not only guilt but also love came to him. Mario believed that he fell in love with Aurora's figure, who was friendly, stubborn and indifferent.

This challenged him to conquer the woman's heart no matter what.

"If I love you, do you want to be with me?" Mario asked seriously.

"No way. It's very unlikely to happen. You don't love me, Mario. After all, you're also not my ideal type of man."

Excited to hear Aurora's answer, which underestimated him, Mario gave a mischievous grin. So, without Aurora's anticipation, the man grabbed his chin instead. Then without words, he kissed and then crushed. Aurora had time shocked. I can't help it. The woman can only close her eyes tightly when she feels how Mario is kissing her again.

At the same time, Mario seems to be enjoying it. He was holding Aurora's neck while continuing to taste the softness of the lips of the woman in front of her. Gives a very lulling crush. He is biting her. Sentiment by inch. He was moving deeper. Even without realizing it is made, Aurora is very lulled.

Evidently, when Mario let go of their biting lips for a moment, a slightly unwilling expression was etched on Aurora's face. Cupping the cheeks of the woman in front of her, Mario whispered, "Don't think I can't prove anything to you, Aurora. If you want, I can do more than this to make you believe I'm in love with you."