SPARKING THE FIRE

"Are you sure?" the man asked with a look of disbelief.

His eyes had scanned the beauty of this seductive-looking body in front of him countless times. Starting from her face that often adorns various magazines. Social media was also busy talking about the achievements of the girl who was now staring at him without pause. And what would be the impact and consequences if many people knew what they were doing in this room.

"I think that question is for you, Uncle... Bryan? Should I call you that?" the girl said with an amused giggle. She ruffled her hair. Revealing her slender neck, which only wore a necklace with her initials; HP.

"No." The man laughed. "You're not my nephew's future wife anymore, are you?" He gently stroked Celine's hair. "I didn't expect you to grow so beautiful like now."

"Wasn't I this beautiful before?" Celine's one step made their distance even thinner. Even as she brought her face closer, she whispered softly while teasing the man's chest. "I'm sad if that's the case."

"You're beautiful, Celine," the man said with a stifled growl. He wanted to resist the circular motion that Celine's fingertips were making on his chest. But he couldn't. Instead, he savored every touch Celine gave him. "So beautiful."

And because of their closeness, Bryan could clearly see how smooth and spotless Celine's body was even though it was still wrapped in a blouse that had not been completely removed from that beautiful body.

The girl's shoulders were no longer covered by the blouse worn for the banquet. Perhaps in one pull, her clothes had already slid down on the marble floor they were on. her breath was roaring seductively. Her face also looked flushed with desire.

"If you have any doubts, I'd rather just go back with my team." Celine thinned her smile. She did not want to linger here if the opponent seemed hesitant to act. Nevertheless, her heart prayed... that he would be tempted.

"Alright." Bryan Desmond, the man's name finally gave in. He let out a long sigh while holding the woman's shoulder. As if to give full confidence, if they were doing it on their own consciousness. Ah, no, but to reinforce his decision.