My Gorgeous Aunty

Chapter 11 Take You to a Massage

Draven, who was smiling obsequiously, sent Sebastian to the door of the Chief of Security's office

before he whispered.

"Bro, just go in by yourself.

Whenever you're free, let's have a drink."

Sebastian wasn't the kind of person who wouldn't give people a chance to change their ways just

because he was supported by a bigwig, so he nodded his head and said yes with a smile.

After Draven, who was wiping his cold sweat, walked towards the elevator, Sebastian raised his hand

and pushed the door open.

The office wasn’t large, but it was decorated with high taste.

When he looked to the direction of the window, Sebastian's eyes lit up.

A woman was bending over with scissors, trimming the flowers in front of the French window. Her

plump breasts seemed to pop out of the white shirt; the straight long legs were wrapped inside the

black stockings; the pouting round buttocks were ready to drip at any moment.

"Wow, an absolute sexy beauty! I like her."

When Sebastian gulped furiously, the beauty put down the scissors and looked at him with straightened

back. Instead of blaming him for coming in without knocking, she swept her fragrant tongue across her

upper lip and said with a smile,

"You are not bad looking, but I just don't know whether your oral job is good or not."

Blow job?

Did she regard me as a prostitute?

Sebastian thought to himself unhappily.

"Sexy beauty, though you're pretty, I never serve anyone with my tongue.

If you really like it, I recommend you the Kingberly Club.

I promise they will serve you well and won’t be sticky.”

Madelyn stared at him and then giggled.

"You're thinking to much. The oral job means your eloquence.

When you didn't show up, I wondered if I should put you in the PR department.

If you don't speak eloquently, then you cann’t go to the PR department!"

“I see.

The PR department was a great place to see beautiful women and drink wines. It suits me.”

After thinking, Sebastian understood and smiled shyly in a hurry.

"Beauty, my blow job is very good."

"Is that so?"

"Why don't we try it now?"

"Yes, try it when you get a chance later.

But you can't go there at this moment."

Madelyn held her hands on her puffy breasts and walked to Sebastian with a click catwalk. Her

charming eyes seemed to sweep back and forth on his body like a little brush.

"With that little body of yours, I don't think you can survive even for a few days.

If that happens, your aunt will blame me for hurting you."

Sebastian realized that the beauty was probably just teasing him when she said she wanted him to go

to the PR department.

But he didn't care, since not every man had the chance to be teased by such a superb beauty. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

However, he was confused by the content.

"My aunt?

Who’s my aunt?"

Sebastian had grown up in an orphanage. He didn't even know who his real mother was, let alone his

aunt.

"Well, isn't Giovanna your aunt?"

"What? You mean Giovanna Campbell? Giovanna Campbell is my aunt?"

Sebastian was even more dumbfounded and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

Madelyn raised her right hand, using her spring onion-like index finger to pick up his chin. She giggled,

"Come on, bloke. Don't pretend.

There's no need to be shabby-genteel since you have been working in the club.

Otherwise, you’re too pretentious.

If I had known that you were a gigolo in the Kingberly Club, and the little nephew of Giovanna, I would

have looked for you there."

“When did I work as a gigolo in the club and become the little nephew of Giovanna?”

Sebastian stared his ignorant eyes as wide as he could and gradually understood everything.

Giovanna, who said that day she would be responsible for him, never thought that he would really

come to her for a job.

She wanted to refuse, but was afraid she would piss him off and disclose her secret to the public.

The chick had no choice but to get the beauty to step in and lie that he was her little nephew...

Sebastian, who had figured out what was going on, decided to cooperate with his "aunt", when it was

too hard to find a job during this time. He had already had an indescribable relationship with Giovanna,

and he was very familiar with her.

After thinking of this, Sebastian swung his head to avoid Madelyn's finger and smiled shyly.

"Sexy beauty, please save my face in the future.

What kind of job would you like to arrange for me?"

Madelyn's eyes twinkled and she smiled more charmingly, pointing to the suite.

"Go on, and there are clothes inside ready for you.

After you get changed, I will take you to massage for relaxation."