Todos os capítulos de Heir of Revenge: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Fathia was taken aback and almost fell to the floor when she woke up with an urgent need to go to the bathroom. But she found Sebastian sleeping on her bed. Well, at the edge of it, but it had been a long time since Sebastian slept with her, especially after Fathia finished high school.The rigid man slept soundly. Fathia swore to herself to remember to lock the bedroom door. She forgot, ah... it wasn't just about forgetting. She was angry. As soon as she arrived at the apartment, all she could do was slam her bedroom door harshly. She didn't care if it got damaged or if Sebastian heard her loud outburst.On the way home, Fathia didn't say a word. She tightly pursed her lips, unwilling to argue or refute Sebastian's words. Besides the sudden sadness that overwhelmed her, she felt Sebastian and Clara were right. She was a burden to Sebastian Sachdev.Who was she? Just a little girl who inherited a lot of wealth. Fortunately, Sebastian didn't discard her. He took

"Eat, Fathia! Goodness! The way you look at it won't make it disappear," Jess exclaimed with extreme annoyance. Fathia's early morning visits were usual, but the breakfast she made went to waste. It seemed like her egg sandwich creation didn't appeal to Fathia at all.Even though Jess had made it with all her heart."I know," Fathia replied, choosing to slightly pout her lips. Once again, she attempted to enjoy the free meal from the kind-hearted Jess."What's wrong with you?" Jess had to carefully ask about Fathia's life. Introducing her to her friends didn't mean that the girl opened up about her life. Unlike herself, who was open about everything, including the passionate night with her boyfriend."That Fox is at the apartment," Fathia whispered. Very quietly, hoping Jess wouldn't hear. But it turned out, Jesslyn Rasopati heard her perfectly well. There was only one woman who received the dreadful nickname from Fathia: Clara Jasson. A famous photo mode

Fathia thought that after having dinner, she could rest peacefully and peacefully as usual. She was mistaken. Clara was still wandering around Sebastian's apartment. As if she owned and ruled the place."When did you arrive?" Sebastian asked casually. He immediately took off his coat, which was still clinging to him, but Clara immediately took it and assumed possession. Seeing that made Fathia suddenly feel nauseous."I'll go to my room, Uncle. Good night." She had to be polite to her guardian. Without waiting for Sebastian's response, Fathia quickly moved away from the two people who she felt were about to quench their desires somewhere. Perhaps in the living room. Seeing Clara's restless behavior, it could be predicted that it would happen later.She quickly locked her bedroom door. Instead of taking a shower right away, she chose to greet her tidy bed. Inhaling the faint scent of the fragrance that spread softly in her nostrils. Ah, it must be Summer who repl

"Hey, why didn't you tell me?" The girl greeted Sebastian as he opened the door. Fathia had been eagerly waiting for him as the evening approached. Or was it already night? Fathia didn't care; right now, all she wanted was to meet Sebastian and talk to him in person. Ever since she received his message, Fathia couldn't wait to bombard the man still dressed in his formal attire with many questions. Sebastian wouldn't appreciate being bothered with trivial messages unless they were really urgent. "What?" Sebastian asked, confused, looking at Fathia who was blinking excitedly in front of him, like a little child welcoming their father home, urgently asking for something. It had been a long time since he saw Fathia like this. Was it because he had spent too much time not being there for this lonely girl? Ah... Sebastian suddenly regretted it. "Oh, pretending like you don't know! You're the speaker at the seminar on my campus in two days. How come?" Sebast

Afterward, Sebastian bent down again, reclaiming Clara's slightly messy lips from their previous actions. He gently sucked, but as the seconds passed, his suction became filled with desire. He devoured each part that tempted Sebastian to explore further. In reality, he already knew every inch by heart, as Clara was never shy or reluctant to kiss him whenever they were together. Even when his tongue pushed in, Clara welcomed it with cheers. They clashed with each other, unwilling to lose, as if Clara had to win at this moment."Ehm ... Sebastian," Clara whispered softly. Her breath was gasping. The kiss broke momentarily, but its effect left them both disheveled.Sebastian makes the most of having to pause. His hands deftly pick at Clara's dress, which is only thinly lined at the shoulders. Without having to look any further, Clara's d*da is already sticking out for attention. Her light-skinned body is left in a bra that can't wrap her breasts perfectly. Whether it's be