Ricard was so surprised to hear what Zeline said to him—not wanting a gift, just wanting a longer kiss. Did Zeline have a brain seizure or suddenly had her nerves cut off? Why is that woman suddenly becoming aggressive?
Just when Fello wanted to bring his face closer to Zeline, that woman burst into laughter, making Fello startled."Seems right, Zeline has had a brain seizure," Fello thought.Zeline casually restarted the car and hit the gas pedal at medium speed. Zeline's beautiful face looked even more dazzling when a smile was created on her face."What you said was just a joke?" Fello asked finally and was answered with a Zeline nod, without turning to Fello."Your face is so tense. I like an expression like that. After all, it's a reply to the joke you made earlier," said Zeline.Fello raised an eyebrow, digesting Zeline's words."You think what I said just a joke? I'm not even kidding at all. I'm serious about a girlfriend or wife," saiAlong the way to the apartment, Zeline kept thinking about what Fello had said to her. The invitation to be a couple and to be his wife. As long as Zeline has been with several men, no one has offered her relationship to a more severe level, even though Zeline desires to get married early.But, today was different. A day that makes Zeline completely lost for words. A handsome man from that American island was willing to fly to Asia just to meet her. What makes Zeline more speechless is that man came still carrying a bouquet of roses at the beginning of their meeting. Coming by driving a Mercedes Benz S-Class, the price was exorbitant, not comparable to the cars parked at Mesya's house. That man admitted that the car was a rental car while in Jakarta. Hell, his brain is crazy. Renting an Alphard is more than enough; even though it's a big boxcar, it's still quite luxurious and expensive.By bringing Merci like that, make Fello look like a successful businessman like Christi
Zeline managed to avoid the temptation of the angel-faced demon in her apartment's living room. That woman chose to occupy herself with makeup in the room. It is not tricky for Zeline to use various kinds of makeup tools, but she never applies makeup that is too flashy and even exaggerated on her face. She prefers flawless makeup.Currently, Zeline looks stunningly beautiful in her long black dress, which slits down to her thighs with a Sabrina model that shows part of her neck and chest. If last night he appeared modest, it is different from today. Zeline looks all out in appearance. She could have worn her long, dangling white dress, but she didn't want to compete with Mesya, who would, of course, wear a white wedding dress.Could she be the one who thought she would marry at the altar together... with Fello, huh? Ah, her brain turned back to that man. Zeline wondered what that man was doing outside, whether he was getting ready or still showing off his stomach muscles t
For God's sake, Fello invites Zeline to show Bali as if asking to be offered where to buy kerak telur. Jakarta to Bali takes a minimum of 2 hours by plane. After all, many things must be prepared before going there. Airplane tickets, lodging, and vehicles while there.Even though Zeline belongs to the middle to high society, she is still preparing for her departure from afar. Not as sudden as Fello's invitation she had to do."Are you guys wanna going to Bali? When?" Vera interrupted Fello and Zeline's conversation."Tomorrow," said Fello lightly."What! Tomorrow? It's not that easy, Fello. Everything must be planned. We have to find a comfortable place for a vacation," Vera answered all the things that Zeline wanted to say."Is it that hard to have a vacation here?" asked Fello, confused."No ... I mean no, it's just that we are used to using the facilities provided in advance," said Vera."Well, we better go to Bora-bora island!" The simple words
Zeline called all of her friends to tell them that their departure schedule for Bali was moved forward tonight. There are still a few hours to prepare. But previously, Zeline had sent the identities of her best friends and their boyfriends to Fello.That man asked her for the sake of booking plane tickets that would take them to Bali later. How much savings did this man have? Zeline could not understand. Instead of having a headache thinking about hard to tell, she better changes clothes and prepare her things then change to tidy up Fello's things.Fello had been so kind enough to take her on a free vacation it would be insolent if Zeline hadn't done anything for him.The primary item that Zeline brought to Bali, namely Bikini, of course. The virgin woman who has a sex phobia still likes to show off her proportional body shape. She got various bikinis into her suitcase.Zeline's cell phone rings, the caller ID printed on her cellphone screen turns out to be a hol
Those pair of grey eyes looked closely at Zeline's face. A sharp but illegible gaze. Zeline removed the handle on the doorknob and walked back one step. Fello came into the room and locked it.The two of them stood staring at each other. Zeline tried to pay attention, read what that man thing by standing in front of her through her eyes. But none of which could be read by Zeline. Fello did not make a happy or angry face, only flat.Fello sauntered, his gaze sharpened, and Zeline couldn't help but retreat. Zeline's heart was beating so hard. She couldn't guess what this man would do to her. Zeline's body hit the edge of the bed. She sat there. Cold sweat flooded Zeline's forehead."Ugh ... Well, there, babe! Faster.""Uh ... Arrghh ... Faster ...""Suck it deeper, baby! Yes ... Like that! Ugh ... ugh ..."The sound of screams and moans was heard so close and intertwined with each other. The state of the resort is that the walls are not soundproof. The wa
Zeline couldn't hide her embarrassment in front of Fello. After what happened earlier between the two of them. However, Fello made absolutely no mention of what the two of them had done or what Zeline had felt, to be more precise. That man looked relaxed, chatting with Pradipta, Miguel, and Robert.The men were hanging out with a topic that no one knows except them. Zeline didn't want to know and didn't care. All the men's faces there radiated their respective happiness.Currently, Zeline, Vera, Mesya, and Fini sit on the resort terrace, looking directly at the rice fields with a beautiful river flow."How does it feel to be married?" asked Vera to Mesya.Although laughing in response to Vera's question, Zeline turned her head curiously about Mesya's answer."What does it feel? Nothing different. Before getting married, I was used to living with Dipta. Making love in the bed is no longer a special thing," answered Mesya lightly."That's the reason I don
Along the way to New York, Mesya, Fini, and Vera never stop admiring the contents of this private jet. They didn't even think that they could end up boarding a luxury private jet like Syahrina, one of the most famous artists in Indonesia, often does.Even though they have extra money, they still have to think again about just renting or buying a jet that is not cheap."Is Fello a mafia?" Mesya whispered, making Pradipta glare at him."Or is Fello a drug dealer?" guessed Vera."Maybe he's a terrorist!" said Fini."You better sleep. It's still a long way to go. Don't waste your energy guessing. Fello will tell us everything later." Pradipta mediates between the women who are busy gossiping about Fello.Meanwhile, Fello and Zeline are in a particular room. When she got onto the plane and had almost 4 hours on the journey, Zeline was silent. That woman chose silence.Zeline was confused and amazed by all of this thing. The biggest question that stuck i
"Alright!" said Ricard.Mr. Gordon displayed a big smile at Ricard's words. Steven glared at Ricard's words, his heart beating faster than when he fell in love."Steven," called Ricard, and Steven quickly turned his head. "Prepare a letter for the agency that oversees Patricia Gordon. I want her out of there. Call all parties who have contracted Patricia Gordon, tell them all to cancel the contract," said Ricard's simple words, instantly erased the smile on Mr. Gordon's face.Steven gaped again at the extreme orders given to him. Ricard, he knew, had never done anything cruel like this."How about it, Mr. Gordon? Did my orders to my assistant impress you?" Ricard asked casually, leaning back in his proud chair.Mr. Gordon gritted his teeth, his gaze sharpening as he stared at Ricard, who was smiling faintly at him. Ricard managed to shake his mind, and the young man was able to turn things around in a calm and relaxed manner."You!" growled Mr. Gordon.