The Berondong Boss Reserve
Dean's Reply

With a drink at the night club, Jason can vent his heartbreak at the fact that Latina has become another man's wife.

Besides being rich, Dean is just as dick. The man even loved changing partners when he was young.

Yeah, Jason hasn't noticed the difference between him and Dean. From the beginning, Dean had shown Latina who she really was. The young man had become famous as a female player, but the woman close to Dean, also took advantage of that status.

Fame, money, and more. That's why, many of the girls queue up just to get on the bed.

Different from Jason, and not entirely this was a mistake of his own. Because at first, the problem stems from Latina's marriage, who already knew Jason had a lover, but was willing to accept the marriage, as well as Jason, who did not firmly refuse.

Even after Latina left, Jason was still extorting Dean with some money. He sells information on facts about his ex-wife's pregnancy.

Who here is more disgusting? Cheating husband or bad guy, but not married? The answer is, no one is perfect. Everyone has it wrong, and it's a matter of the heart.

In Latina's eyes, Jason's figure was perfect. His reputation was clearly as a kind-hearted man who never cheated. But in reality, Jason could sell his own wife to other men, even his lover until pregnant, and not taken care of.

While Dean, in Latina's eyes was a haphazard man. Famous for its bad reputation. But, it was precisely he who could make Latina's heart melt.

"Should I have company?"

A beautiful girl approached Jason, and sat down next to him. Jason turned his head, then he clucked in not wanting to be bothered at this moment.

"Go, I don't want you to bother me."

"Breaked heart?" this brown haired girl laughed. "The world is so vast, so many beautiful women."

"He's more than that, and I'm sorry for wasting him."

"I'm sad to hear that. But, with you drinking like this, can she come back to you?"

Jason shakes. "He's married to another man."

"Your chances are slim." The woman took a deep breath, then snapped a finger. "Why not just have fun?"

"You mean?" Jason frowned.

"Dance floor."

The glass that was held, was simply placed. Jason reached out and the girl greeted him.

"Grace ...."

Jason was silent, and they headed for the dance floor. The two enjoy the sound of a stomping song, and Jason holds Grace's waist, bringing the woman's body closer in his arms. They perform sexy dancing, shaking the hips simultaneously.

The eyes of the two stared at each other, Jason brought the face closer, then the two put their lips together.

"Do you want to move?" ask Jason.

Grace smiled. "Of course if you want it."

It does not take long just to vent passionate desires. Jason and Grace agree to find a comfortable place for both of them.

"Hi, Dude!"

Three men head on as Jason and Grace have stepped out of the entertainment scene.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Jason did not know this messy young man in front of him at all.

"For money to us."

Jason clucking. "You seriously want to chew me?"

"Give it." Grace held out a hundred dollars. "Go and buy a drink."

"Don't, Grace. They will be habits when treated well."

"Find dead! If you don't want to, then we can take it ourselves."

The man suddenly attacked, and Jason fought back. Three to one, while Grace shouted for help.

One of the men gave the code to his other friend. One man got out of the way, and the other two hit Jason. I don't know when, Jason felt the impact on his head. He touched, felt wet on the hair, while Grace shouted because this man she knew had been hit with a glass bottle.

"We're leaving."

TB