Love My Enemy’S Daughter
#8

Bughh bughh bughh …

Punch after blow was given by Bianca to a samsak hanging firmly on the ceiling. He landed a punch from his fist as well as from his foot. He slightly jumped up to neutralize his power. His body was sweating at this time even though the training room was equipped with air conditioning.

Just as he was about to hit the samsak, he felt something warm hit the niche of his neck.

“Are you not tired?” Alessandro asked from behind Bianca. He placed his head on Bianca's shoulder and kissed Bianca's open shoulder using a black tanktop.

“Mr Al?” Bianca was shocked when she got a kiss from Alessandro, she was a little away.

“Why are you training alone? Where's your friend?”

“Kak Bruno? He was away giving private lessons.”

“Do you not want to accompany me to practice?” Ask Al.

“Of course I will accompany you. Am I not your trainer, Mister?” Bianca's temptation made Alessandro laugh.

“Oiya, I forgot that I paid you to be my trainer. All right, how about we start now?”

“Alright, wait for me in your special room, sir. I'll be there after this.”

“Hmm .. can you not call me Mr?”

“What should I call you?” Ask Bianca.

“Al, call me Al.”

“Alright, Brother Al,” says Bianca.

“Do not use Kak, directly my name. I don't want to look old,” Al's remarks make Bianca laugh, and believing in disbelief, Bianca's laughter rubs off on Alessandro.

“Good, Al. You want to stay young?” Bianca chuckles.

“Hmm, I want to stay young to compensate you. I don't want to be mistaken for walking with my son, or my nephew,” Al turned to Bianca and smiled.

“But I always feel like walking with my Daddy when I'm with you,” Bianca laughs again.

Raymond was my best friend. If we were still friends at this time, of course you would also be considered like my own son. But now, you are one of my tools for destroying a Raymond Costa.

Takk takkkk …

Banging the skipping rope onto the floor became the sound that accompanied Alessandro's training with Bianca. They each held skipping ropes and leaped over the floor.

They perform a variety of styles, ranging from jumping with both feet, then with just one foot, then a combination with the occasional crossing of skipping straps. Both practiced while laughing.

“It looks like we have to jump the other way,” said Alessandro. Bianca fused her eyebrows together.

“Come here,” Alessandro asks Bianca to stand before him.

“You ready?” Bianca nodded. Alessandro began to twist the skipping rope past the legs of the two of them. They stared at each other and laughed at each other, until they unconsciously approached the two bodies.

“Now hug me,” Alessandro wraps Bianca's hand to her waist.

“It looks like it will be difficult, because I have to follow your body movements,” Bianca said.

“Then, I will hug you, no need to continue playing with that skipping rope,” Alessandro quickly grabbed Bianca's waist and sat her on the edge of the boxing ring. Both of his hands were holding Bianca.

Their faces and bodies were both so close at this moment, that they could both feel their respective breaths. Alessandro brought his face closer to Bianca's and …

Alessandro kisses Bianca's lips briefly, “sweet,” murmured.

Alessandro stared at Bianca's blue-eyed bead, then kissed Bianca's lips again. Al held back Bianca's nape to deepen their kiss.

“Open your mouth,” pinta Alessandro.

Al came back****** and took a sip of Bianca's lips until it only sounded good in that particular training room. The two stopped as they felt the oxygen around them had vanished.

“I like you,” Alessandro said while staring at Bianca's blue eye bead. Bianca put her hand around Alessandro's neck and Alessandro smiled. It comes back ****** and sips pink lips that feel so sweet.

**

A smile was etched on Bianca's face all the way home from the training ground. At the moment he still does not believe that Alessandro likes him.

Such a handsome and dashing man liked him, wasn't that perfect?

Bianca entered her house humming. He greeted the security guard as well as the gardener who was in the yard. Upon entering the living room, he saw that Dad Raymond was already sitting there reading some documents.

“Dad!” Bianca Sapa.

“You just got home, baby?”

“Hmmm, has Daddy eaten?”

“Later darling. Dad will finish this first,” Raymond said while still reading the documents before him.

“I'll clean up first, Dad,” Bianca up to the top floor where her bedroom is. Bianca went into the room. He threw his sling bag over the sofa, then went into the bathroom.

Bianca's room is predominantly brown and white. He likes neutral colors. At first he asked Raymond to give him black and white, but Raymond did not grant him. He didn't want his daughter to be too stylish as a boy.

Bianca turns on the warm water to fill the bathtub, then she drips the aroma of therapy to just calm herself. 30 minutes she spent soaking and cleaning herself.

Bianca came out of the bathroom using only a towel that she wrapped around her body. He walked leisurely towards the wardrobe which was located right next to the bathroom. He wears navy blue pajamas.

With her hair still half wet, Bianca came down and found Raymond still busy in the living room.

“Dad, let's eat first. After that, Bianca” pulled Raymond's arm to follow him to the dinner table.

“But this is a little more, baby,” Raymond as if sulking to refuse.

“Dad! I don't want Daddy's stomachache to recur,” Bianca pinched her lips.

“Iya. But ... What happened to your lips, Bi? You hurt?” Bianca suddenly became misbehaved. He did not dare to tell what happened between himself and Alessandro who was the same age as his Daddy.

“So I got hit by a skipping rope, Dad,” Bianca felt guilty for lying to Raymond. However, he felt he was not in time to tell it.

“Other times be careful. Daddy lets you practice, but that doesn't mean letting you get hurt.”

“I understand, Dad. I promise to be more careful,” said Bianca.

“Alright, we eat now,” Raymond got up and headed to the dining room together with Bianca. Every day he ate alone with Bianca. The mansion has been empty since Amadea's departure.

Meanwhile, somewhere else,

“A little more …. Yeah, a little more. Your daughter will be a powerful tool to make you suffer. But the first thing I have to destroy is your company, the dream that you build from zero will soon return to zero. Seeing your destruction, will be the most beautiful gift to me,” murmured Alessandro.

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