Geralt just walked away after seeing Clara. Clara, who had tried to be friendly, felt annoyed at Geralt. She followed Geralt into the house.

"Why are you being indifferent to me?" Clara asked. "Did I do something wrong?"

Geralt continued to walk up the stairs. He did not care about Clara, who continued to follow him. Until Geralt passed a room whose door was open. Shades of pink were clearly visible in the room.

Geralt then looked sarcastically at Clara. His gaze clearly looked like a look of hatred.

"You're fortunate," Geralt said. He then went into his room.

Clara frowned. She couldn't understand why Geralt would say something like that. She needed an explanation, so she barged into Geralt's room.

"Explain what you mean!" Clara screamed.

"You have brain, right? Use it." Geralt was too indifferent. He then took off his jacket and threw it unceremoniously at Clara.

Geralt even took off his shirt, so Clara clearly saw Geralt's body. There was a massive scar on his back, but it was covered by a dragon tattoo. But Clara could see the tattoo.

"Do you really hate my mom marrying your dad?" Clara asked.

"Not entirely wrong," Geralt replied, taking off his pants.

"What are you doing!" Clara squealed. "Why are you taking off your pants here!"

Geralt didn't care. Meanwhile, Clara hurriedly left Geralt's room. After Clara left, Geralt was pensive. He suddenly slammed his pants. He looked distraught.

"Fuck!" Geralt even ruffled his hair. He looked around for something in the desk drawer but couldn't find anything.

Geralt looked so distraught that he threw himself on the bed. There was something that made him so upset, but Geralt couldn't put it into words.

Meanwhile, Clara brought Geralt's clothes that were thrown at her to the maid. She wondered why Geralt's attitude was like that towards her.

"Miss, why are you carrying dirty clothes to the back? Let me do it," said the servant.

"These are Geralt's clothes. I'm just dropping them off," Clara replied.

"Geralt?" the servant muttered. She hurriedly took the clothes from Clara.

"Can you tell me what Geralt is like?" Clara asked. "Was he haughty?"

The servant said nothing. Clara was even more astonished. "Why don't you answer?" she asked.

"If you want to know about him, you should hang out with him, Miss. But Geralt doesn't quickly get along with new people.

Clara sighed. Apparently, having a new family was not as wonderful as she had imagined. Her mom did meet a charming rich man, but Clara never paid attention to the condition of her stepfather's family. She thought Geralt could accept her existence.

***

Dinner time arrived. This was the first dinner for Clara's new family. She had just left her room to go to the dining room. She accidentally bumped into Geralt, who had also just come out of the room, but Geralt was wearing a jacket and jeans. It was definitely not a costume for dinner in the house.

"Where are you going?" Like a curious person, Clara had the initials to ask.

"None of your business," Geralt replied. He walked on, ignoring Clara.

Clara was forced to remain silent. Geralt had ignored her several times already. Geralt entered the dining room. Martin and Matty were already on standby in the dining room.

"Are you leaving, Geralt?" Matty asked.

"Hem," replied Geralt as he picked up an apple on the table. He immediately took a bite of the apple.

"Why did you leave on the first day your mother and sister moved in?" Martin thought Geralt was very rude.

"I have other business," Geralt replied. "Who the hell told you to come when I'm busy."

Geralt quickly left the dining room. Martin was very embarrassed by his son's behaviour. He immediately chased after Geralt.

"Honey!" Matty didn't want Martin to fight with his son. Matty knew that Geralt was not used to her arrival with Clara.

Clara stood by the door, and Geralt walked right past her. She turned around and followed Geralt, who walked to the garage.

Geralt took out his motorcycle. At that time, Clara also let out her thoughts.

"You're so childish!" Clara screamed.

Martin looked at Clara, who was talking to Geralt.

"Go away." Geralt pushed Clara aside as he was about to leave. He didn't even care if Clara wanted to scold him.

Clara saw a helmet on the back of Geralt's bike. She immediately put it on. When Geralt started the engine, Clara quickly got on the bike.

"What the hell are you doing!" screamed Geralt.

"Do you think you're the only one who hates this marriage? I hate it, too. If you want to avoid your parents, I will, too."

Martin let Clara be with Geralt. He thought Clara could get close to his son if they hung out together.

"Go on. I'll have dinner alone with Matty," Martin said.

"Thank you, Mr. Fox," Clara said with a smile.

"Call me dad, Clara. "It's hard, but try."

Clara just smiled. Although she blessed her mother to marry another man, it didn't mean that the father figure in her life could be replaced.

"Let's go," Clara said to Geralt.

"Oh, shit! I'm not going with you," Geralt protested.

"Then I won't get off your bike either." Clara was not to be outdone.

Geralt shook his head. He didn't have time to argue. As a result, he immediately left, even though he had to be with Clara.

Clara was actually afraid to go with Geralt. After all, they were still strangers to each other. They had never been formally introduced. Geralt was rarely home. He preferred to spend time with his friends, just like now.

Geralt took Clara to an empty building near the forest. However, the vacant building contained several young people who were busy partying. Some of them were drinking alcohol. Some were making out. While others are busy with motorbikes.

Geralt's arrival attracted the attention of the young people in this place. Geralt was indeed a prevalent and respected figure among his friends.

"What the hell is this place?" Clara asked. She felt that this place was creepy. Moreover, the people here seemed to be juvenile delinquents.

A blonde woman approached Geralt. She put her arm around his shoulders, and they made out.

Clara felt awkward watching the scene. She didn't know that Geralt had such wild associations.

"Who is she, Geralt?" the blonde asked. "Is she your new bitch?"

Clara was saddened by the blonde's words. Completely lacking in manners. Meanwhile, Geralt smiled sarcastically.

"No," Geralt replied. I wouldn't do anything with a woman like her."

Geralt's words were like a taunt. It hurt, but Clara tried not to be intimidated. She extended her hand towards the blonde.

"Clara," Clara said. "Geralt's sister?"

Geralt showed a displeased expression. "Step-sister!" He even corrected Clara's words.

The blonde smiled. She noticed Clara's appearance in detail.

"Your sister is too dressed up, Geralt. I don't think she fits in here," the blonde said.

"I know. Just leave her alone. I don't care." Geralt walked away. He entered the building.

The blonde looked at Clara, then put her arms around her. Clara felt very awkward.

"Why did you have to follow Geralt here, sweetie. You should be at home, drinking warm milk and sleeping. This place doesn't deserve you."

"What do you mean?" Clara asked . "I'm eighteen years old. I'm free to decide where I want to go."

The blonde chuckled. Clara didn't like the laughter that seemed to mock her.

"Are you Geralt's girlfriend?" Clara asked.

"Girlfriend?" The blonde chuckled. "Geralt wouldn't date a woman like me. Do you think his father would approve? His father is so strict. I don't want to get into trouble with the conglomerate."

Clara was confused. She didn't understand this kind of wild socializing. She was just an ordinary teenager living an everyday life.

"Ginny, by the way." Ginny extended her hand to Clara.

They got acquainted. Despite being ignored by Geralt, at least Clara had a friend to chat with.

"Come on. Let's take a look around. You should see your brother's habits." Very cheerfully, Ginny escorted Clara.

Clara followed Ginny. Several men stared at Clara. Gazes like hungry predators at the sight of a beautiful woman. Clara's appearance was ordinary, but no one would deny that she was beautiful.

"When did you get here?" Ginny asked.

"Nine hours ago," Clara replied.

"Oh, great. You haven't rested, and now you're following Geralt. My advice is to never have any problems with him."

"Why?" Clara asked.

A few moments later, they arrived at a place resembling a dueling arena. Clara saw that Geralt was only wearing shorts. The tattoo on his back was unmistakable.

"What is he going to do?" Clara asked.

"Duel," Ginny replied with a proud smile.

"Duel?" Clara couldn't believe it.

"Why?" Clara immediately approached Geralt. Spontaneously, everyone also highlighted Clara's arrival near Geralt.

Meanwhile, Geralt was surprised that Clara approached him in the duel arena.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Geralt screeched.

"Why are you dueling?" Clara asked.

"Oh, fuck!" Geralt didn't want to be embarrassed. "Get out of here. I'm swamped. I don't have time to deal with you."

The man who was Geralt's opponent was impressed with Clara. He approached Geralt and Clara.

"Is she your new bitch, Geralt?" the man asked.

"Shut your mouth, Matt!" Geralt screeched. "She is my step-sister."

The man named Matt smiled. He approached Clara, but Geralt immediately stopped him.

"What do you want?" Geralt was acting like a possessive older brother.

"Oh, come on. Your sister is so hot. Let me see her," Matt said.

"Beat me first, then you can see her," said Geralt.

"Why are you making me the bet?" Clara couldn't accept what Geralt had done.

Geralt suddenly grabbed Clara's hand. She looked sharply at Matt.

"Are you afraid?" Geralt asked.

"What are you talking about?" Matt showed his muscular body. He then glanced at Clara. "I will win this duel!"

Geralt smiled, but suddenly, Clara pulled him out of the duel arena to a quieter place.

"What the hell are you doing? Why are you risking me? And what exactly is this place? Why do you have to duel?" Clara was hoping Geralt would explain.

Geralt looked at his step-sister. Actually, he intended to play a prank on Clara. He didn't like Clara coming with him. He thought Clara was bothering him too much.

"Who told you to follow me? I have my own life. And you have no right to intervene," Geralt retorted.

"But you risked me!" Clara screeched. She stared at Matt, who looked fierce. "How could you beat that man? He looks like he wants to eat me!"

Geralt also looked at Matt from a distance, and then he smiled.

"Don't underestimate me, Little sister. You don't know who I am."

"What the hell..."

Geralt pulled Clara's chin, looking at her intensely. Clara suddenly felt awkward because Geralt's face was so close to hers.

"You can't tell my dad about this. Or I will ruin your mom's marriage with my dad," Geralt threatened.

"You don't like my mom?"

"I don't like all the women my dad has ever been close to. They all just want my dad's money," Geralt replied. "But I don't hate your mom. If you don't act up, I won't do anything."

Geralt rubbed the tip of Clara's nose. He then re-entered the dueling arena.

Clara's heart was beating very fast. Geralt was really dueling. She didn't dare to come closer. He didn't want to see the duel, but Matt looked at Clara like a hunter.

The duel began. Geralt took his stance. He was calm compared to Matt, who jumped up and down while occasionally throwing his fists.

"Give me your sister, Geralt. She's so tempting," Matt said. He was very confident.

"Dream on."

Geralt aimed a punch at Matt's chin. In just seconds, Matt was pushed away by the blow, but he still managed to hold on. Meanwhile, Geralt tried to observe Matt's movements.

"Fuck!" Matt's mouth was bleeding. He was provoked and attacked Geralt relentlessly.

Emotion is something that should be avoided during a duel. The opponent will quickly read the movements and weaknesses. Geralt continued to parry Matt's attacks. He deliberately made Matt exhausted. Until they were at the boundary of the arena. Geralt launched his kick.

"Geralt!" Clara screeched when she saw Geralt kick Matt so brutally. But the people were cheering for Geralt.

After just one round, Geralt was declared the winner. Geralt's kick to Matt's chest sent him flying far enough for Matt to exit the cage. Matt had trouble getting up. He couldn't move his body, so he had to be carried by his friends.

Geralt celebrated by raising both hands repeatedly. The arrogance in Geralt was evident. He is like a hero who has helped people. The girls cheered for Geralt.

When Matt, who was carried by people, passed near Geralt, he stopped him.

"You can't touch my sister," Geralt said, sarcastically.

Matt couldn't accept this defeat, but he couldn't do anything about it. He had lost fairly. Geralt was tough. There was no denying that.

Clara briefly looked at Matt. She felt guilty and sorry, but honestly, she was glad that she didn't have to accompany Matt, who she thought was creepy.

"Hey, Baby. Don't worry. I can definitely take you on a date next time. I'm not afraid of your brother," Matt said.

Clara immediately shifted her body behind Geralt. Even after losing like that, Matt was still teasing Clara.

After Matt was taken away, Clara also observed her brother. She felt that what Geralt was doing was very dangerous.

"Why are you doing this?" Clara asked.

"Doing what?"

"Fighting wildly. You must know the risks. You could be injured or even die..." Clara didn't finish her sentence. Suddenly, all attention was diverted.

A beautiful woman wearing a great mini dress came over. Geralt looked at the woman with sparkling eyes. She was so beautiful with her ruddy, slightly brown skin. It was stunning. She had brown hair and eyes that were also light brown.

"Scarlett," Geralt greeted.

"Scarlett?" Clara murmured. "Pretty name."

The woman called Scarlett hugged Geralt. All the women looked envious. Even Geralt's face beamed.

"Who is she?" Clara asked Ginny, who was standing not far from her.

"Scarlett Wheels. The daughter of a wealthy official. She is Geralt's fiancée."

Clara was surprised. She had just seen Geralt kissing Ginny.

"But ... " Clara wanted to ask, but Ginny immediately embraced her.

"Don't think negatively just because of a kiss. Everyone thinks that Geralt and Scarlett's engagement is an arranged marriage. People think it has something to do with business," Ginny said. "Scarlett is perfect. But Geralt likes to cheat sometimes."

Clara shook her head. She thought Geralt was a good son of a conglomerate and obedient to his dad. In fact, Geralt's life was a mess.

Clara approached Scarlett and Geralt. She must get to know her step-brother's fiancée.

"Hello," Clara greeted. "I am Clara, Geralt's sister."

Geralt turned to Clara and suddenly put his arm around her. Of course, Clara was shocked.

"What are you doing?" Clara whispered.

"Be nice to Scarlett. She likes to snitch on my dad. You don't want your mom to know that you came to a messy place like this, do you?"

Clara gave Geralt a harsh look. Again, Geralt managed to control her.

"Oh, I saw you at Uncle Martin's wedding. But I didn't know that you were Geralt's sister. If you want to know what Geralt is like, you can ask me," Scarlett said.

"Don't be silly," Geralt replied. "I'll get to know my sister better since we live in the same house."

"Oh, really?" Scarlett looked disappointed even though she was smiling widely. Clara didn't understand why Scarlett's response was like that.

Clara tried to be friendly even though she didn't know Scarlett. Geralt then took Scarlett's hand.

"Follow me," Geralt said. He headed to the second floor.

Clara was confused when Geralt had just left. It was already late at night, and Geralt had no sign of coming home.

Clara's phone rang. It was from her mom. She immediately picked it up.

"Hey, Mom," Clara greeted.

"Where are you? Why aren't you home yet? It's past twelve!" Matty's voice sounded very worried.

"Oh, I'm having fun with Geralt, Mom. Don't worry. We'll be home soon," Clara replied.

"Go home right now. Tomorrow is your first day of classes. You'll be late!" screeched Matty.

"Alright, Mom. I'll talk to Geralt."

Clara hung up the phone. She sighed. She immediately went to the second floor. The stairs in this place were terrible because there was no handrail. The building also looked outdated. She wondered why people would gather here.

"Geralt! Geralt!" Clara called out to Geralt, but she didn't see Geralt in this place. Moreover, it was dark here. Some sofas were almost broken.

"Geralt!" Clara called out to Geralt again. This time, her voice was louder.

"Hi!" Suddenly, Scarlett appeared. She was seen tidying up her clothes.

Clara frowned. She suspected Scarlett was doing something somewhere.

"Where is Geralt?" Clara asked.

"Here!" Geralt's voice came from the window of the building. He was sitting down and relaxing. It looked like he was exhausted after the match.

"Mom asked me to go home. Take me," Clara pleaded.

"Why do I have to?" Geralt replied. "I have no intention of going home."

"Oh, come on, Geralt. Tomorrow's my first day of classes. I have to go home!"

"No!" Geralt insisted.

Scarlett saw that Clara and Geralt's relationship was not good. She took the initiative to give them time to talk.

"I'll wait downstairs," Scarlett said. "Talk to your sister, Geralt."

Geralt only replied with a smile. Clara immediately approached Geralt and sat beside him.

"Why won't you take me home? You brought me here!" Clara grumbled.

Geralt turned his head. He looked sharply at Clara. "Did I bring you here? You got on my bike yourself out of the blue, and now you want me to take you home? Don't play games with me, Little sister. You saw what it was like when Matt fought me. I can do that to you, too."

"You're going to do violence to me?" Clara screeched.

Suddenly, Geralt grabbed Clara's shoulders. He leaned his body closer to Clara until Clara was forced to step back. Unfortunately, Clara's back was caught by the sofa, so she was now stuck in front of Geralt. The distance between them was so close. Their lips were almost touching.

"Ge-Geralt." Clara's heart was beating so fast.