Chapter 4 : We Can Get Married If You Want

"This is for you," the sweet-faced boy handed her a pink letter.

"What's this?" Despite the confusion, Milan still received the letter.

"Y-you'll open it later," said the boy shyly, then ran away leaving her.

Milan is already in school. Se is currently in middle school. With her beautiful face, she has even become a primadonna in her school. She even has a nickname as a fairy because her face is as beautiful as a fairy to them.

How not, with porcelain white skin, straight and long blonde hair, a very ideal body, and a very sweet smile, making Milan the dream girlfriend of every boy in her school.

She is still the same as she was a child, she really likes a handsome face. But according to her, no one can match her brother's handsome face until now.

"It must be a love letter. He is Alex the class president in class X. He must like you," said Laura, Milan's bestfriend

"Ah, is that so? But I don't like him."

"Why don't you like him, many other class girls like him," Laura asked innocently.

"Hm, but he's not as handsome as my brother. My brother is much more handsome than him," answered Milan seriously.

Laura rolled her eyes at her friend's words. She was tired of hearing Milan always praising her brother's good looks. Indeed she admitted that her friend's brother was very handsome.

But still, she is only Milan's brother. "All right, all right. You were just looking at your brother."

Milan parted with Laura when their pickup arrived. She put the letter in when the car that picked her up arrived. Currently, she is 14 years old and his brother is busy working in her father's company.

She was very sad because her time with her brother was reduced. "Sir, let's go to the company, okay?" Milan asked the driver. She wants to meet her brother and show off that she has her first love letter.

Arriving at the company, the receptionist who saw Milan's arrival immediately greeted her and escorted Milan to her brother's room. "Soon Mr. Damien will finish the meeting, Miss can wait for a while in Mr. Damien's room," said the receptionist.

Indeed, if he was in the office, Erros would be called Damien. Only people close to him can call his first name.

The receptionist immediately served snacks for Milan. "Thank you, sister," replied Milan with a sweet smile. Milan also has no problem waiting for her brother to finish the meeting, she can't wait to show off with her brother.

Erros knew about his sister's arrival, so he hastened their meeting. Even the employees who were frightened by the aura that Erros gave off could breathe calmly. They were very grateful for their young Miss.

He quickened his pace towards his room; he didn't want to make the little girl wait too long.

"Why don't you go straight home?" Erros asked looking at Milan who was enjoying her snacks.

"Brother," Milan immediately rushed to hug her brother. She always hugs her brother like this. Erros returned the hug of his sister and then lifted his body. Milan of course immediately put her feet on her brother's waist.

Erros then sat Milan on his lap. Milan did not feel awkward in their intimate position. She was already used to this intimate position.

"You know, I was so popular at school," Milan said proudly.

Erros is used to the confident nature of his sister, he just listens to his sister's words and then joins in feeding the little girl a snack.

"And today, I got my first love letter," Milan said immediately stopping Erros's hand for a moment.

"Love letter?"

Milan nodded his head proudly, "yes," she did not notice the gloomy face of the man who was on her lap. She even immediately got off the man's lap, then hurriedly took the pink letter from her bag.

"Look, this letter is very cute," said Milan because she liked the color of the letter.

"Give it to me," Erros demanded angrily.

Milan happily gave her love letter. She even waited for his brother's response. "Should I reply to this letter?" She asked coquettishly.

Erros was getting angrier as he read the letter. It wasn't long before he tore up the paper.

"Ah, why did you tear it up? I haven't read the contents of the letter?!"

"So, you came here to show off the letter?"

"Yes!"

"You must not be close to other men. You must refuse and even tear up all the letters you receive," Erros commanded so domineeringly.

"Ah, why can't I?" Tanya Milan even immediately sat in the previous position.

"Didn't you say you wanted to marry me?"

Milan became embarrassed when her brother said that. He even remembers how she used to force herself to marry her brother. Why did her brother have to talk about such embarrassing things?

"But, I can't marry you," answered Milan who already understood.

"Why not?" Erros teased the little girl.

"Of course, you are my brother, how can I marry you!"

"We could have done it if you wanted."

Milan stared in disbelief. Why would her brother say such a thing? Can she really marry her brother?

"Is that true?" asked Milan stupidly.

"Don't you believe me?"

Milan just nodded her head in a daze. She always trusted his brother unconditionally.

"But I won't want to marry you," Erros replied wryly.

"Ah, why not! You promised to marry me!" snapped Milan who got carried away. She seemed to forget that this could not happen.

"You are looking for another man, of course, I will find another woman," Erros immediately lowered Milan from his lap, then sat in his work chair. He was pretending to be angry with the little girl.

Milan does not realize that she is actually being played by her brother. She was immediately scared when her brother ignored her like this.

"Are you angry?" asked Milan nervously.

" ... "

"Why did you spend me?!" Milan doesn't enjoy being ignored like this.

" ... "

But Erros remained silent and pretended to be busy doing his work. "Go home, I have an appointment with someone today."

Her brother had never kicked him out like this. Did she make a fatal mistake? But what? She didn't know at all. Was it because she received a love letter today?

"Who do you want to meet?" Milan asked so possessively as if Erros was her lover not her brother.

"Why should I tell you?" Erros wanted to laugh at this moment. He couldn't help staring at the little girl's pouty face, which he found very cute in her eyes.

Milan lightly hit the handsome man's shoulder. "Why can't I know! I hate you, hate, hate, and hate," even though she said if she hated her brother she didn't move at all leaving her brother.

Erros noticed her sister's already teary eyes. Maybe he should stop his jokes for now. "Alright, alright. I was just kidding you," after saying that he immediately pulled the little girl onto his lap.

"You can't do it again," Milan whined splittail then rested her head on her brother's chest. Erros focused on his work while holding his sister on his lap, and would even occasionally kiss his sister's forehead.

Perhaps if other people saw their intimate actions, there would be no way that that person would think of them as just sibling.

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