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Forbidden love between Seiran and Fransis, when they really loved each other and almost even got married, The bitter reality came from Mrs. Seiran, saying that Fransis was the girl's biological father . What's their story?
Clean white body, naturally beautiful face and sexy dress. That is the picture of an 18-year-old girl who is now staggering in the corridor of a five-star hotel.
Her heart was pounding and her face was red because she was exposed to a drink mixed with stimulants. The woman tried to control herself so as not to fall into the enemy's trap.
Her legs trembled as if they were unable to support the weight of the body, so that he unknowingly swayed and fell into the arms of a man with dark blue hair.
A servant who was standing behind the 18-year-old man was surprised to see a woman who suddenly fell into the arms of his young master. The maid's temples covered in cold sweat imagining what would happen next.
The 18-year-old woman looked up at the man younger than her, red lips and the woman's pleading expression made the 18-year-old young man unable to hold back his desire.
"I beg you, help me. My body is very hot, I'm a handsome young man, you can't bear to see a beautiful girl suffer like this?" The woman begged while rubbing her cheek against the young man's chest.
"What is this woman doing? Young Master won't like it," thought the maid anxiously.
"Oh okay. You're the one who's sick of me, so don't blame me if you can't get out of bed later."A perverted grin printed perfectly from the man's sexy lips.
17 years after the incident, the man had an accident that caused him to hit his head so hard that he couldn't remember the events of that hot night. He lives a normal life like an ordinary man, working in a company he owns .
"Welcome back, Young Master." The maids greeted the return of a man with dark blue hair and sapphire irises, who walked arrogantly past the maids.
"Get the car ready!"
"Francis, you just came back from London Now where are you going? You haven't even gone in and rested yet." An old woman walked over to her beloved grandson, the feeling of homesickness that had been held back for several years was finally relieved after reuniting with the figure of her beloved granddaughter.
The man named Fransis Lonenlis turned his head when he heard his grandmother's reprimand, he pulled his lips slightly to form a thin curved line.
"Grandmother."
The man walked over to the old woman and hugged her for a moment to treat the longing that existed.
"Francis, you just came. Why don't you rest first, your mother has prepared lunch.Shall we eat together?" Persuade the Grandmother.
His gentle gaze turned sharp when he heard Mother's words, his face hardened remembering the figure of his father's young wife .
"She's not my mother, my mother has died because of my father's affair with that woman." The sapphire irises showed dislike and hatred, making the grandmother look down sadly. She could understand her grandson's disappointment.
"Grandma understands, Frans Don't be angry anymore, pity him. Your father loved him very much, he was still young. You have to fix her son?" Persuaded the grandmother.
Francis didn't answer anything, he still had to argue with his grandmother."Fine, I won't bother her ."
The old woman smiled with relief, she brought her beloved grandson to the dining table. A beautiful woman was seen setting food on the table, the woman turned around when she heard the sound of footsteps. Her body stiffened instantly when she saw Francis' figure walking towards the dining table, her memory spinning back 17 years ago.
"Isn't that the man I raped? Why did he get here? It turns out that now he is much more handsome and charming," she thought, unconsciously, the woman smiled to herself.
Fransis glanced at the woman cynically, for some reason his father was able to marry a woman the same age as himself, it didn't feel like having a mother but having a younger brother.
"Don't be too happy just yet, your life will definitely suffer in this house," whispered Fransis when he was right beside the woman.
The woman's body tensed even more, her cold and flat baritone voice was like a sharp dagger that cut through the heart.
The woman's eyeballs followed Francis' tall, straight body, until the figure pulled one of the chairs and sat down in that spot.
"Mom, today I was..." A teenage girl stopped her words when she saw a handsome figure sitting at one of the dining tables. Almost 3 years of being part of the Lonenlis family, she had never met that man, subconsciously her lips smiled with a gaze full of love.
"So handsome," she praised, imagining the handsome figure smiling sweetly at her.
Fransis snorted indignantly, hearing the praise from the teenage girl's lips, he was tired of all kinds of compliments aimed at him.
The 35-year-old woman immediately grabbed her baby's shoulder to stop the adoring gazes, after all, they are actually biological father and child.
"Seiran, didn't you say you were leaving? Let's eat quickly, don't stare at Young Master Francis," she reprimanded quietly.
Seiran gasped, she turned to her mother and then looked back at the handsome face of the 36-year-old man.
"Young Master Francis Lonenlis? Does that mean he is my stepbrother? But why do I feel... Our relationship is more than a stepbrother?" She was not sure.
The 35-year-old woman named Sonia panicked when she saw her daughter still not moving from where she stood, even her eyes were still fixed on the figure of a man 17 years older than her.
"Siran, come on."Sonia took her baby's hand and led her to sit on one of the chairs at the dining table.
"Sister, am I beautiful?" asked Seiran while looking at the sapphire-eyed man.
Sonia panicked even more, she immediately got food for the baby and put it in front of her. "Seiran, brother Fransis is eating. Don't bother him okay?"
Seiran didn't care what her mother said, she got up from her seat and moved to Francis' side.
There is a feeling of comfort when close to the man, always wanting to be close and not wanting to be far away.
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