Adyatama leaned his body on the sofa, then he grabbed his cigar box from his jacket pocket. Instantly smoke billowed in the air, while he enjoyed it. This is the time for him to relax, he has a lot of work to do even though most of it has also been done by Regan at the branch office. He looked back at the report that his secretary had prepared, everything looked neat and perfect as he expected. He is very thorough, of course paying attention to small things and even details because his late father was educated hard. That habit became very useful for him because with it he was able to be successful as he is now. He applied that to Regan, but not to Rudolf who used to be too spoiled for his mother. Remembering it irritated him. His failure to educate Rudolf made him even more frustrated. His eldest son made the mistake he had made in the past: Seduced by a lowly woman. His wife–Issabel, the mother of his two sons, is nowhere to be found. She went with another man and left him and his
The sound of sighs echoed throughout the hotel room, groans and moans blended together like the rhythm of the night that played melodiously for the perpetrators. Dean, the man continued to push her passionately, as if reluctant to waste a rare opportunity. When else will he get the chance to make love to a woman for free? Moreover, the woman is very beautiful, even more beautiful than Fisya according to her. The woman rocked her body so passionately on top of him, making her breasts also sway up and down, making her feel exhilarated. "Come on, Baby ... aaaakkkh ...," he sighed as he squeezed the two women's breasts so passionately. Feeling that he could not stand it anymore, he then took the initiative to change his position. He crushed the woman's body which was now face down, then he grabbed a buckle and tied his hands. Slapt! One hard slap hit her buttocks, then he pushed her body back so fast and intensely. He did that for a long time, until finally he convulsed violently on
Break time at Adnan's school …"Shannon, let's try a game there. It seems I want to challenge the adrenaline a little," said Adnan, pointing to an agility game that was provided by the school. The two of them walked hand in hand, occasionally joking. They are very familiar. Although Shannon is the daughter of his homeroom teacher, the two are not awkward to be friends. That's because, like, there is no barrier between them. "Adnan, do you always play with your mother?""Of course. How can she spend the day without me? I'm sure, right now, Mom is looking at the monitor screen and looking at my activities today. Because she has to report it to dad.""It seems you two seem to love each other. I'm so glad to hear your story about your mother.""Of course we love each other. Because I don't want to lose her again.""Me too, my mom is the best friend in my life." The little girl looked a little gloomy afterward.“Then … What about your father?”Adnan couldn't tell anyone, including Shannon
The ride home was a little awkward, but not as awkward as yesterday when Regan was angry at being lied to by Fisya about Adnan's school. Today is a little brighter and calmer, only Fisya still feels cramped because she continues to feel watched.Even though he already knows about Adnan's school rules, Regan still insists on sending bodyguards and servants. The difference is that the number is reduced and they remain on guard outside the building and must be ready whenever Fisya needs them.Even so, as long as they don't disturb the time, Fisya doesn't care. Only at Andan's school was she able to loosen Regan's supervision a bit. She was very grateful because at least there was space even though it was narrow for her to breathe easier. "How was your school, Adnan?" she asked, breaking the silence.Adnan, who had been playing with his toys, immediately turned to his father, who was sitting right beside him. "Exciting."“Playing is fun, but don't forget your education. Be the first winn
Fisya looked at her reflection in the mirror, she still didn't think it was her, especially since she looked very different in a bright Tosca green dress that showed her beauty. This was the first time for her to wear such a feminine dress, even when she married Regan, she only wore modest clothes.But now, she didn't even recognize herself at this time, the makeup was really able to add to her beauty. "I-isn't this too much?" she asked the salon maid who was in charge of dressing her.The woman chuckled. “It's just simple make-up with a natural look, madam. You look naturally beautiful.”Fisya looks at her face again in the mirror. She is indeed beautiful, but she feels like she is someone else and is no longer herself. “I don't feel confident with bright colors like this. Is it suitable?”“Your skin is as white as snow, it goes well with any color, Mrs. Adzura. Moreover, this dress is a dress that Mr. Adzura chose directly, he will definitely be happy when he sees you."The woman to
Everyone's eyes were looking at them, especially Fisya, who had won everyone's heart since her arrival. Her friendly smile made all the employees feel a little calm, even though they already thought that Fisya was the same type of person as Regan, who was tough and cold too.Seeing that, Regan immediately took his wife closer and whispered, "Don't smile like an idiot.""It's called a friendly smile, stupid!" she hissed."You can only do that to me."Fisya increasingly didn't understand the man's way of thinking, she could only follow his wishes without being able to fight back at all. It felt really awkward walking hand in hand with Regan. She wasn't used to doing all that.She saw all the employees lowering their heads as they passed by, just like what she had done when she was still working at someone's company. Who would have thought that in such a short time she would actually be in this position, becoming the mistress of a wealthy and respected family?It felt really awkward for
Ivone felt awkward, she felt guilty for being in such a hurry and not noticing that someone else was now in her superior's room – Regan. She didn't know that her superintendent's wife had come. Rion wasn't there. Of course, she couldn't ask anyone before entering.If it wasn't for bringing news to Regan, of course she wouldn't be so impudent to just walk in. Now she's worried that Fisya and her husband–Regan would fight because of a misunderstanding between them.The woman sat awkwardly, while beside her Fisya was still engrossed in her food. Not because she was too relaxed, but Fisya was embarrassed because she was too surprised by Ivone's sudden arrival. Of course, she was curious about Ivone's figure, but didn't dare to ask directly because he was worried that she was an important person in the company, considering the make-up and luxurious clothes, she felt that Ivone was not just anyone.There is a sense of inferiority in her heart, she and that woman are very different. Ivone ha
Fisya spread Adnan's favorite strawberry jam on the toast she had made earlier, occasionally glancing at her husband who was still engrossed in reading the newspaper. She was still confused about how to convey this news to Adnan. She was afraid that Adnan would be angry and reluctant to go to school if she was not there. Yeah ... even though she hoped so, that way she wouldn't have to follow Regan's request to come to the company 3 times a week, it was really annoying–she thought. "Your bread, honey," said Fisya as she placed a plate of toast with strawberry jam for her son. "Thank you mom." Adnan immediately ate it deliciously, while Fisya, the woman, was again busy with toast for her husband. He walked closer to Regan, then placed the plate of toast right in front of the man. "You better say it," he whispered. Regan, who felt disturbed, then put the newspaper on the table and then he glared at his wife. "Why didn't you just say it?" "I'm afraid she's mad at me." Again, the man
Adyatama approached Raymond, he pulled the man's collar until it made him breathless. "You planned all this, huh?! You want to separate me from Regan and then check him as your son-in-law?" "W-what are you saying?" "Don't be evasive! You and your daughter are just as cunning! You conspired to keep us apart and ended up feuding. I won't allow them to be together even if it means your daughter can separate my son from that poor woman!" Rebecca looked at Regan expectantly, she had no idea this dinner would end in such a mess. "Regan, I didn't do that. My feelings for you are very old, I love you--" "Fucking bitch! You just want my son's money!" Not accepting his son being cursed at, Raymond hit Adyatama back with a punch that almost knocked the man down. "Damn it! How valuable do you think your son is that you'd put my son down, huh?!" "Regan! You'd rather go back to your poor wife than have a relationship with this damn woman!" Adyatama pulled Regan away, leaving Rebecca and Raymo
Regan checked the watch in his hand again, checking if it was time for him to leave. In front of him, Adnan stared at him with a barking gaze, not accepting Regan's sudden decision to transfer him to a boarding school located in a different country."Are you kidding me, huh?! Are you doing this because I bullied you over that slut?"Indeed, a few days earlier, Adnan had openly opposed his closeness with Rebecca. During the previous few days, he had also heard his parents arguing too often. It made him irritated and unbearable, prompting him to rebel, which made him now have to live apart from Fisya."You won't understand because you're still a son--""What don't I understand?!" he snapped.Regan sighed heavily, then he looked at his wife intently. "Is this what you're teaching my son, Fisya?""Don't blame Mom--""Answer me, Fisya!" the man snapped as he gyrated his waist in front of his wife.Fisya looked down sluggishly. "Don't keep yelling at Adnan, he doesn't know anything--""Dipt
Fisya stared blankly at the twilight sky as she savored a glass of Marrie's tea. Beside her, Adnan was also doing the same, but he was more focused on paying attention to his mother, who had been looking glum all day."Mom, are you okay?" he asked.The woman gave a small nod. "Yes, of course--""But you don't look like it."Seeing the sensitivity of her son left Fisya speechless. Adnan was so sensitive and understanding, she felt guilty for burdening the boy with unnecessary problems."Forgive me for not being able to hide anything from you. Mom--""Is this about Miss Becca? If so, you don't need to worry. I'm sure Dad won't do anything stupid, it's just that there are plans we don't know about," Adanan said confidently."How do you know?""I'm just guessing because I know my father better than anyone."Fisya smiled slightly, she was happy to have Adnan by her side, who was always sensitive to what was happening. "Alright, I'll try to forget him."They went back to enjoying the tea an
Aedes sighed heavily, he still couldn't think clearly when he heard Regan's plan yesterday. How could he sacrifice his love to fight a bad guy like Adyatama?He meant, he didn't understand that because he thought it was easy to destroy Adyatama because Regan had everything. Money wasn't a problem, even what Adyatama had right now was nothing compared to what Regan had.Then, why? He wondered because Regan seemed hesitant to take down his father. Even so, he was sure Regan had his reasons for doing so, he must have thought of everything.The first thing to do was to find a school and dormitory for Adnan. He made sure the school was of the highest quality and also had tight security because Regan did not want her son to be involved in a fierce battle between her and Adyatama.Aedes chose several schools that would be suitable for Adnan, until finally he chose one that he thought was good. Until he finally decided on a school in a country that was quite far away. He had even prepared a s
Regan sipped his tea deliciously, he tried to occasionally return the intimate glances from Rebecca who was currently sitting right in front of him.uncomfortable, of course. But he couldn't do anything but act in front of the woman because only in this way could he make Rebecca believe that he was indeed beginning to fall in love with her. For the best results, he had to make Fisya really hate him, as well as Adnan. He would keep them both away from his life and on the safe side.After all the troubles are over and he manages to get his revenge on Adyatama, Rebecca and also Raymond, he promises to get their trust back and can live happily.Naive? Of course, he admitted that he was naive. It's just that, he felt that if he faced it together like before, there would be many loopholes for the three of them to hurt Fisya and Adnan.He just wanted those he loved to be safe and untouchable, especially after seeing the CCTV footage that so clearly showed how his father almost killed Fisya.
Rebecca puts on the best makeup possible, she also wears the best clothes she has to make her look perfect. She didn't want any flaws, she wanted everything to look perfect, especially since the person she was going to meet was Regan Adzura, the man she liked.Last night she deliberately did not contact the man directly, so Regan was curious about her. The proof is that when she sent a message this morning, the man immediately answered it and agreed to meet her this morning, just the two of them.No annoying Fisya and Adnan, just her and Regan. Of course, this was good news for her, so she prepared everything as best she could despite the time constraints. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, so perfect and sexy."Oh my... look at that, you're so perfect, Becca," she praised herself.She now turns to her wardrobe of bags, choosing the simplest ones so that her beauty is not replaced by the fancy bags and jewelry she wears. Having had enough, she quickly made her way to the dini
Rebecca went home feeling happy. Who would have thought that Goddess Fortuna would finally be on her side today? Regan had been so clearly devoted to her from earlier, even seemingly ignoring Fisya, who continued to stare at her with a surprised look.She couldn't hide her happiness, as if her wish was about to come true in the near future. She was sure Regan would be hers and she would manage to get rid of Fisya forever. Although there was actually one other problem that made her uneasy.Adnan was the only problem she couldn't avoid. She might be able to get rid of Fisya, but not Adnan, because the boy was Regan Adzura's son. However, she promised herself that she would get rid of the boy as well, at least so that the boy would not bother her and Regan.She was confident that she would find the best way to get rid of the boy, only that she needed to be patient and do it slowly."But ... what's going on? Why is he suddenly so nice to me?" she muttered as she thought back about Regan's
Rebecca waited in the car for more than 15 minutes. At first, the mansion guards did not want to leave their place when she asked them to ask Fisya and Regan for permission. However, as she continued to insist, one of them finally entered the mansion to ask permission from their mistress.Honestly, that evening she had no intention of going to the Adzura family mansion, but somehow, as she passed by there to go to the Pub, she felt that there would be a good omen for her.At first she had felt hopeless, but when she saw the guard returning, she felt that there might be good news, so she decided to wait. "So, how was it? Did they let me in?"The man gave a small nod. "Yes, Miss. Right now Mistress Fisya and Mr. Regan are changing first, you are asked to wait inside."Hearing that, Rebecca was so happy. Who would have thought her efforts were not in vain? "Alright, thank you." The woman threw her car keys at the guard. "Watch out for scuffs. It's an expensive car. I won't abuse you if m
Fisya and Adnan were starting to get bored, they had seen every inch of Aedes' art room and had missed nothing. Although the waiter who was assigned to accompany them was very good at explaining everything like a professional tour guide, they still began to feel bored and wanted to return to their original place."We want to go back to the living room. Could you take us there?" asked Fisya, interrupting the waiter who was explaining the history of the famous painting by the French painter."Ah, is my explanation boring?"Fisya shook her head lightly. "Of course not. It's just that we're getting tired. Could you also make two cups of tea and a snack for my son?""Of course we can, ma'am. Come with me."The servant led them to the living room again, and Fisya and Adnan immediately rested themselves there. The servants quickly made tea and prepared snacks, which kept Adnan and Fisya calm as they waited for Regan to return. Their eyes would glance at the door to Aedes' study, hoping that