My Sweet Seduction novel Chapter 60

AFTER LOGGING OUT, I got bored getting up and wandering around the room. Until I thought about looking at the balcony, from here, I could see the wrangler jeep parked opposite the mansion.

That was probably his brother Franco’s car. I used to think he was an only child. In the family picture, because they were in Lawrence’s condo, only three were in the photo. I just shrugged that thing and decided to go down because I felt thirsty.

From the second floor, I could see the man Lawrence was talking to. Perhaps he is what they call brother Franco. I finally stepped down, causing me to grab his attention.

His brown eyes were settling on mine, hard-rimmed and fixed. His dark brows were actually as graceful as Lawrence’s. Like him, he has the chiseled body of an athlete, brooding muscles, and bulging features. He got that brown skin, and two blazing eyes were full of intensity.

“You didn’t tell me you had a visitor?” His voice was deep but in a lighter tone.

Lawrence violently confronted me, causing me to stop walking. His brows furrowed together, jaw tightened with disapproval.

“Uh, I just wanted to get some water.” My word passed on my lips. I feel like I did something wrong when I came here today.

“Hi, I’m Franco Fuentanilla.” He offered his hand for a handshake. I did not hesitate to reach for his hand. Unlike Lawrence, his hand is a bit rough, which I definitely pull at work.

“And you must be?”

“Margaux Collins,” I utterly said.

But Lawrence immediately withdrew my hand to his brother. He even hid me from him, who is now behind him.

“This is the last time you could touch her! If you repeat this, I don’t know what I will do to you!” His voice was laced with anger.

“Hoah! I’m just introducing myself to your guest!” He then chuckled. He also shook his head in front of the other.

“She is not my guest. If you have nothing else to say, you can leave Franco.”

His lips twitched as if he was fighting a smile. “So, then, let’s just meet at the resort!”

He gave me a glimpse before turning around and finally walking out.

That’s when Lawrence turned to me. His glare sucked something out of me—a glared with an intensity that tightened my chest.

“I was thirsty, so I went down to get—” I would have explained, but I couldn’t even finish my word because of his vulgar curse.

I bite my bottom lip. I also bend down my head quickly. What I’ve done wrong? I didn’t make a big deal. There is also nothing wrong if I meet his brother.

He took a deep breath and let it all out in one sigh. “Alright, I’ll get some water for you.” He quickly turned around, and after a while, he brought cold water for me.

“Thanks,” I murmured, jutting my bottom lip out, “And I’m sorry . . .” I added.

Instead of answering, he stroked my hair, so I sniffed even more.

“Let’s go home,” he said.

“When are you coming back here, son?” Mirasol said as she led us out.

“Maybe I’ll celebrate my birthday here. When I’m not busy with work,” he replied to the old woman before kissing her on the cheek.

Birthday? Then, his birthday is near. A smile flashed on my lips before finally getting into his car.

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