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.

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, shit!" 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 fuck 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, fuck!" 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."