The Trait of Love The Player
Nonchalant
Yasmine swallowed her hard-earned steak, not because the food was not delicious on her tongue, but the person who was taking him to eat the steak was what made him not tasteful while enjoying the expensive roast in front of him at this time.
"Are you sick?"
Yasmine raised her face, one of her eyebrows raised upon hearing Elvier's remark.
"No! why then?" sahut Yasmine relax.
"Why don't you eat your food well?" ask Elvier again.
Yasmine sighed softly, one hand outstretched reaching for her lemon juice.
"I don't taste it" Yasmine said, after she drank her lemon juice.
"Why? is the steak bad? then we'll replace it, I don't want my future wife to starve to death for not mak-,"
"You're the one who made it bad, not because of the food." Yasmine's cut was quick, honest and what it was.
Elvier licked his lower lip to hear the bar-bar greeting of the future wife. Even the model smiling faintly impressed cynically at Yasmine.
"You're being too honest when you talk, Mine. It hurts so much, honestly I've never been treated sadistically like this by a girl." - Elvier.
Yasmine screeched softly at Elvier's sweet-ass-talk, completely inappropriate for a cruel, tyrannical, haughty, arrogant, and arrogant man like him, so inappropriate! there is no sweetness. It's even sweeter than a super crocodile.
"I'd rather be honest than full of lies and lies. I'm done, thanks for lunch. Oh yeah next week, Mami told you to come to Bang Gala's wedding, but if you can't it's okay! I'll tell Mami that we're-,"
"I'll try, not that this is my chance to show that an Elvier loves Yasmine so much." she sneered.
Elvier increasingly displayed his conch face to Yasmine, even a look of disdain was very noticeable.
"Whatever! I don't care either. I'm even grateful that an Elvier can't be there." Yasmine said indifferently.
"You're making Yasmine hate you even more, Vier" Burak chirps.
The assistant did not understand why this model even more makes his future wife angry, not even like Elvier clearly explained.
"No problem, it'll be better if he hates me." said Elvier calmly.
Burak sighed harshly, he did not understand what was inside the brain of this model as well as her cousin.
"She's your future wife, how can you let Yasmine hate you, Vier?" tanya Burak did not think.
Elvier smiled faintly at his cousin's younger brother Burak, son of Ahmet-uncle. Elvier and Burak both have no mother, if Elvier lost her mother when she was a teenager, while Burak lost her mother when she was 5.
"If she hates me, won't it be easier for Yasmine to forget me, later. I'm just making sure that the rights I have fall into the right hands. I was hoping you and uncle would get it, but it turns out that old man gave me those tough conditions. By being forced to accept it, for the sake of my mother and myself, and everything I will leave to Yasmine, you and my uncle. You know for yourself what t-,"
"OK stop! you don't want to die, do you, Vier? why did you hand out the inheritance to us? look, I won't let the witch laugh over Aunt's death either, she's like my real mother. We will fight together, take back Aunt Ennet's rights and yours as the second prince" Burak said with a serious face.
DIZZINESS? JUST BAYGON
BEH THE BURAK RAK, I'M TIRED OF SEEING IT
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