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FINALE • Part 3

"Where do you think you are? A cheap motel?!" Preeda put her hands on her waist. "No, under my roof young lady"

"I'm old enough to do what I want!"

"Do it out of my roof"

"Well! Fine! I'll go to the beach then!" she responded and motioned for Jungkook to follow her onto the balcony, where the stairs by the pool led directly onto a path to the beach.

Preeda took her arm. "Don't be a child. Just go to sleep and then when you get back to Korea tomorrow, do whatever you want. You're awake since 9 AM, you need to rest"

"And whose fault is that?"

Preeda sighed. "Pranpriya ..."

"Just let them sleep together, Preeda," Grandma said lightly. "They're adults and we are modern"

"No, we are not. Go to your room and you too, sir"

Lisa opened her mouth to complain but surprisingly Jungkook spoke first. "It's okay, we have to respect the house," he reasoned and all the people present looked at him like he was crazy. "What?"

His mother raised an educated child and although she loved Lisa, she also wouldn't let them sleep in the same room without being married first.

He was dying to push Lisa face down on the mattress and bury his dick into her so deep that neither of them knew where the other began and ended, in his memories were clear her familiar moans and that beautiful frown on her face that she always did when she was excited, but he could wait another day... And he hoped the day didn't take much to come.

He wasn't going to die for not having sex one night more.

"You say that because you're not the one hard and neglected!" said Mr. Dick in his pants, with its hands on its waist and frowning angrily.

Jungkook's words and his warm gaze worked though, Lisa sighed, rolled her eyes and nodded. "Fine. I'll go sleep in my room"

"Thank you," Preeda smiled and she didn't even realize she was thanking Jungkook until she turned around and saw the amused look in her mother's eyes.

She was so similar to Lisa, she even had that same beautiful mole under her eye and the wicked glow.

The large kitchen of the house was spotless despite having 15 cooks a few hours earlier working for six hours. The only light came from the warm long tubes that hung vertically over the central beige and pale pink marble countertop, and both women found no other reason to brighten the room further.

Grandmother wasted no time in serving half a glass of whiskey to her daughter, who had just taken a seat on one of the stools, her legs crossed, looking as graceful as a 60s fashion silhouette.

"Even the maid loves him and she hates everyone, just like you," the older woman scoffed and Preeda snorted, showing an exasperated smile. Her mother was right, however. Nam was her right hand and a close friend of hers because they thought alike most of the time.

She still couldn't believe that he had betrayed her in this way.

What kind of attracting women poison that ruffian throw? He wasn't even that handsome!

The lady looked at her and her eyes, as well as her tone, softened notably: "He's a good boy, just let Lisa be for once"

It sounded like a plea, but it was probably just advice.

Preeda refused to listen to her, however, getting distracted by Leo who had just climbed onto the counter and was pacing in front of her with his tail stretched out. "I don't know anything about him"