5. Starting With My Brother
1082 Words
Geralt grinned while looking at Clara's face. His breath clearly hit Clara's face. Clara's face beamed red. She tried to push Geralt away but couldn't.
"Let go of me!" Clara screeched.
"Nope!" Geralt was getting more and more excited about pranking his sister. "You're so funny. Your face is beaming."
"You're wrong! My position makes my blood pool in my head. As a result, my face is beaming!" Clara argued. "Don't make assumptions!"
"Assumptions?" Geralt chuckled. "I'm just saying your face is beaming. Why are you talking out of your ass? Don't you have a crush on me? I have to admit, I'm the idol of the ladies. All the girls are lining up to be my girlfriend."
"I am not. I am your sister. So now you must take me home, or I'll tell your dad you're having a wild duel."
Geralt's expression turned annoyed. He squeezed Clara's arm until she moaned.
"Let me go!" Clara shrieked.
"If you talk to my dad. Then be prepared to leave my house. I can get your mom divorced from my dad."
"Why are you so cruel? What's wrong with my mom? She just got married, and you're threatening to separate them? Are you mentally ill?"
Geralt looked at Clara more intensely. He didn't care. He had no empathy. Although his family was wealthy and respected, Geralt didn't consider such things.
"I don't care," Geralt said. He then kissed Clara's forehead and hurriedly got up.
Clara immediately stood up. She slapped Geralt's face. Geralt was about to get angry and hit Clara, but he tried to restrain himself.
"Go away!" Geralt screeched. "I don't need a sister."
Clara was distraught. She thought her life would be better after getting a new family. But it wasn't like that. Geralt had never expected his father's marriage.
"You bastard!" Clara screamed.
Clara quickly walked away. Although she didn't know how to get home, it was better than being here with Geralt.
After Clara left, Scarlett arrived. She sat next to Geralt, who looked upset.
"Your sister is crying," Scarlett said.
"Let her go. She's not a child. She can take care of herself," Geralt replied. He then looked at Scarlett. In times of emotion like this, making out is the perfect remedy. Geralt needed dopamine, so he made love to Scarlett. They were very hot. Geralt was very good at controlling the game.
After a short flirtation with Scarlett, Geralt went to the first floor. He wanted to take Scarlett home because it was almost morning. But it was very crowded downstairs.
"What's going on?" Geralt asked. Ginny happened to be nearby.
"Look at your sister. She's going crazy." Ginny answered, pointing to Clara.
Geralt looked out at the crowd. It seemed that Clara was stoned and surrounded by several men.
"Oh, s**t!" Geralt panicked. Even though he was distraught with Clara, that didn't mean other people could touch Clara. Geralt knew very well the risk if his dad found out if something terrible happened to his stel-sister.
Geralt immediately approached Clara and pulled her from the crowd.
"What the f**k are you doing!" Geralt screamed.
Clara didn't move. Instead, she smiled when she saw Geralt.
"My brother," Clara said. She then hugged Geralt. "I hate my brother."
Geralt was very surprised by Clara's words. He was very embarrassed. As a result, Geralt took Clara home. Fortunately, Scarlett brought a car so that Geralt could ride in Scarlett's car.
Arriving home, Geralt was forced to carry Scarlett out of Scarlett's car.
"Do you need help?" Scarlett asked.
"No," Geralt replied. "You go home. It's almost morning."
"Okay," Scarlett replied. She moved her lips forward, hoping that Geralt would give her a sweet kiss like he usually did. But Geralt just walked into the house.
Scarlett was annoyed, but she couldn't do anything about it. As a result, she just went home.
Meanwhile, Geralt struggled to bring Clara to his room without anyone noticing. Geralt was actually exhausted from last night's duel. Some parts of his body also hurt from the blows, but he had to carry Clara to avoid getting caught.
Arriving in Clara's room. Geralt just put Clara's body down.
"Oh, f**k!" Geralt was exhausted. His breathing was labored. He then looked at Clara, whose body was lying on her back. Geralt couldn't stop staring at Clara's ideal and beautiful body.
"Poor girl," Geralt muttered.
***
"Clara, wake up!" Matty's voice echoed in Clara's head. When she opened her eyes, she felt very dizzy.
"What time is it, Mom?" Clara asked.
"Seven morning. Hurry up and get ready for college. You're almost late for your first day!" Matty threw on some clothes for Clara to leave for college.
Clara wondered why she was in her room. She had been drinking with some of Geralt's friends last night. But that didn't matter. She was almost late for college, so she quickly got ready.
Showered and dressed, Clara went to the dining room. Geralt seemed to be enjoying his breakfast. He was elegant. It didn't even look like someone who had a wild duel.
"Why am I home?" Clara asked Geralt.
"I drove you home. You're drunk, Little sister," Geralt replied with a grin. He even took some orange juice and gave it to Clara. "You must still be hungover."
"If it wasn't for Geralt, you wouldn't have made it home!" Matty joined in on Clara's scolding.
Clara immediately sat down. She was uncomfortable seeing Geralt pretending to be naive in front of her mother. Her annoyance with Geralt still hadn't subsided.
After breakfast, Clara had to go to college, and what surprised her was that she had to go with Geralt.
"I can take public transportation," Clara said.
Already in the car, Geralt was silent as he put on his sunglasses.
"There can't be public transportation in this area. Do you think it's on the highway?" Matty replied
"If you want, I can buy you a car, Clara." Martin came up with an inappropriate solution.
"No!" Matty quickly refused. "If Clara wants a car, she should work, not just ask her parents."
There was no other choice. Clara had to get into Geralt's car. Geralt smiled as he saw Clara get into his car.
Clara felt very nervous. She knew very well how much Geralt disliked her. She was sure Geralt didn't like it when Clara got into his car.
But Geralt said words that made his sound horrible. "Welcome to the jungle, Baby. You're gonna die."
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