Night had fallen, several employees had gone home and Steve was already at the front. But I still get my work done so it looks real that I'm working. The door was knocked and a man entered the room. "Excuse me, Miss Edel, Mr. El called me earlier to send me the data in the archive room. And can you accompany me to look for the data so that it can be used as proof, that I only took one piece of data and nothing more?" Maybe he was the man Natalie sent for. I stood up and agreed to follow him. He walked in front of me. There was no one outside the room. "Is everyone home?" "Yeah, they just came home, maybe I'm the only one working overtime tonight. You've been picked up, you should just go home." "Oh yeah sure," I answered. And we entered into a wide room. The archives requested are in the form of small objects that are stored in small drawers that are neatly arranged. Not a pile of files like before. "Please, look for the letter M and drawer number 3," he said. I just obeyed, my
I sat up straight while Anthony immediately stood at the side of the bed. Natalie walked over with a sour face. She just saw it like this and looked angry what if it got worse?"This was all caused by El's employee who tried to rape her. As El's father, I am responsible for making her comfortable and not afraid."Natalie laughed with her arms folded across her chest, she looked at Anthony sideways. "You are responsible for making her comfortable, not only at home but also at the office, isn't that right? What's actually on your mind, Anthony?""Actually, what's going on in your brain? She's Britney's age and I consider her a child. You see, her hand is holding the hem of my shirt because she's scared, she's shocked by what happened to her."I held back a smile seeing the commotion happening in front of me. Natalie couldn't attack me because Anthony was by my side. I deliberately grabbed the hem of his shirt, so he would realize that I was scared and he would be angry with Natalie.How
"Hey, how's your leg?" Nicholo's handsome face appeared on the camera and I saw the soles of my feet which were bandaged."The wound is quite deep because I was forced to run around."He sighed with a hardened face. I could feel his angry atmosphere from afar. For one year I lived with him, although not in the same house, but like his mistress.All his true character, if he is angry and sad I know everything. A cruel mafia but with a woman he loves will be truly affectionate. Like his wife who he won't let go of, even though he still wants me."Listen, the war flag has flown. You can't wait any longer to act. The house title is already up for auction. Anthony will get the letter this morning. Do you know what effect that will have?"I nodded, "I need another month to make sure Anthony's daughter is pregnant."He quirked an eyebrow, his lips curling into a sharp grin. "You wait for her to get pregnant and you get pregnant also. Is that what you want?" he said curtly."Nick, you know wh
"So all this time you were just imagining that woman when you were fucking me, kissing and hugging me. Oh, it's so unbelievable Mr. Anthony. Who is Nicholo, I don't even know him?" I said. His brow furrowed as he watched me. I acted as if I was hurt and vilified. I walked to the dining table and drank several glasses of water to get rid of my anxiety and annoyance. How did he know about Nicholo because the mafia said I was untraceable? Was this just Anthony's trick to see the change in my face finally, I was intimidated and admitted this lie. He walked over to me and continued to stare at me without blinking, and so did I. Expression experts say that, a person who lies will not be able to look the person she is lying to in the eye. But I can, I can make his brain stop thinking. Confounding all his suspicions about me. "I just matched the data that all points to you. And I wonder why the location of the software virus that hacked your cellphone data came from Rome and Mr. Nicholo's
"Don't you believe me? I'm Natalie Kickers, the wife of the owner of several giant companies in this country. I just need funds for a moment and I will return it on time in cash in front of your face!" "But the funds you are asking for are too large, Madam, we need guarantees." I listened to Natalie's conversation with a young girl I ordered who was going to negotiate a loan. Natalie felt slighted because she came without guarantees. She lost gambling while she was on vacation in Texas with his daughter. Now she needs large enough funds to pay off her debts which continue to increase by the hour, while Anthony's credit cards are limited. Through Crystal, I asked her to promote direct funding, not from banks. The aim was to trap Natalie in huge debts. Not long after, she told her daughter, Britney, to get several car ownership papers. There are around 15 cars that are used as collateral."This is a luxury car whose price is no joke, don't you still believe it?" "Yes Madam, the mon
I got up from Anthony's lap and stood next to him. My hand intertwined with Anthony's in front of Natalie, who seemed to be growling in annoyance after being thrown out directly. "You can't just kick me out. You know what consequences you're facing, huh, have you forgotten, do you need to be reminded of the tragedy at your ex-in-law's house?" I turned to Anthony who was unmoved. Didn't answer a word. Natalie kept bringing up old memories which made me even more curious. What evidence did she have to pressure Anthony? So that she could still live in the house? How could she want to live on the streets if she didn't have a single penny? Who will help her? I'll ask Crystal to find out. "Hey, you bitch. Your fate will be the same as a woman who died long ago with her family if you betray my husband. He may look sweet and affectionate in bed but he can be a cold-blooded killer even though he loves you.""Shut your mouth, get out of my room and my house. Or I will sue you for theft of my
My body was lifted onto the shoulders of the person carrying me away. I didn't move because whoever kidnapped me would face Nick's men. He went down the stairs quickly and after a while he probably got tired. Because the elevator wasn't running, but... I heard the elevator ding. So why is this guy running around on the stairs if there is an elevator? Finally, he put me in the trunk of the car and closed it. Unlucky! Hopefully, Nick's men are in the parking lot because they always follow me wherever I go.Oh my God, is Steve there, he should be there and can help me. I moved and tried to find oxygen, even though I knew the air inside was tight. My head is free from the wrapped cloth which as far as I know is a curtain. What! This must be Anthony's car, because the scent of his perfume lingers in the trunk. If this was Anthony's car, who would dare snatch it from Steve? Oh, there's no way Steve would do this to his boss. Anthony was there, still naked and probably confused now lookin
Steve returned to the office because Anthony called him. Now Mikey starts playing a recording of Anthony's voice pouring out all of his heart. From the first time he saw me, about my body shape and body movements was sensitive to rude behavior. I had expected that. Next, he said, "What I can't forget is her moans. I know how Leah is, how she enjoys naughty touches on her body. It's okay for her not to admit it. Just let her be Edel. A naughty girl who is so charming. Even if she shows a thousand faces to me, I will always know if it's her, Leah, my love." "Perhaps you are too obsessed with the revival of the cause of the ring. What are the results of dismantling the tomb?" "The results were disappointing but I'm sure it was Leah. And I don't know if someone had planned all this for her. I kept monitoring until finally, I found one point, Nicholo. My house certificate wanted to be redeemed by someone who he knew Nicholo. And when I tracked Edel's cell phone, I found the server at Ni
Steve always hugged Leah possessively throughout the event. They couldn't leave the party before the guests attending the event left. The guests who came were close relatives so they spent a long time chatting with each other. There was no longer any feeling of awkwardness or anxiety in Leah's heart. She felt very loved by her new husband. Even though in reality they are still the same age, Steve is even older than Leah. but Leah still tried to think that Steve wasn't a little boy. So far, she has always been carried away by age when she was still Anthony's wife. When the dance music played, all the guests present looked for their respective partners. "Would you like to dance with me, my wife?" Steve knelt and kissed the back of Leah's hand tenderly. Seeing that everyone clapped for them. Leah blushed, smiled, nodded awkwardly. Her body resigned itself to being pulled by Steve until her chest was pressed against Steve's broad chest. Leah's hands were around Steve's long neck and Stev
"Now kiss your bride." The oath of allegiance has been spoken from our lips. I felt embarrassed when he started to remove the cloth covering my face. He is my husband. A high-ranking police officer is one of the important people in the police force whose identity is very secretive. My eyes didn't blink looking at him who was so handsome, his hands slowly cupped my face and he crushed my lips slowly and very carefully. His soft kiss made me drift away for a few seconds. The sound of applause from the guests present brought a festive impression to this closed wedding. I don't know what the concept was, because he only invited certain closest people and relatives. "I love you, don't be angry," he said softly with a smile after our kiss broke. I wasn't going to be mad at him but thousands of questions ran through my head. He introduced me to the top police officer along with his wife and friends who I saw with him in the photo. After that, the Anthony family hugged me one by one, they
One medium-sized pizza, I finished it alone before arriving at my destination. The journey only takes thirty minutes to a place like a hotel. A very luxurious place of detention if I were to be kidnapped. Someone greeted our arrival, he chatted with the driver and after that, this man turned to me, "Come on honey, come with me," he said, his body language was like a woman, but he was a man because I saw the bulge in the front of his trousers. I walked behind him. Following him, he entered a room filled with white dresses. Wait, what is this? "Um, may I ask, what clothes will I wear?" "Oh dear, you can take a shower first to freshen up because maybe the groom can't wait to say his vows of allegiance. Your gown are already available, you can wear whatever you want, choose whatever you like." Bride? I will marry, but who will be my husband? Meanwhile, Steve could not be contacted. Is he being held by the Anthony family and this is ... me and Pedro's wedding? Why did he go alone withou
Steve left me alone at his house because he was taking care of something he was hiding from me. He shouldn't be able to hide anything from me anymore. While he was away, I searched his entire house. One by one I entered the rooms. All the rooms look ordinary and there is no luxury in them. There was a cupboard filled with old clothes, probably belonging to his parents. I climbed the stairs, and at the top two rooms were facing each other. One room is locked while the other is not. This unlocked room is wider than the room downstairs. Oh yeah, will I sleep in his room later? There is nothing here and it is clean and well maintained. The bed is neatly made and smells good. Again I stood in front of this locked room. My curious soul couldn't be stopped again, I looked for a gap to open this door. Finally, the door opened and I saw a row of pistols neatly lined up. From the smallest to the largest guns. Does he have a collection of items like this, legal or illegal? He is too mysteriou
"Thank you, if you need anything I will help you, Madam," "Just call me Leah, we look the same age, don't we?" I said while hugging her. "Yeah, I'm too embarrassed to call you that because Steve's grandmother said you were the boss's wife," he answered while glancing at Steve. I shook my head. "Oh, not anymore, we're just exes," I confirmed to her. She is a good girl and could be a new friend for me. She is also polite, and able to keep her distance from Steve. Unlike other women who feel close to male friends, they don't care about the man's lover. I haven't declared him a girlfriend yet. But this girl said that you have made up. What are they talking about me? The car started driving again, his gaze was still looking forward then turned to me as he kissed my hand and then stroked it gently with his thumb. "So, what are your plans next?" "Imprisoned Mr. Theo for attempted murder at the hospital." "Whose murder?" "You forget if someone covered your face with a pillow and that w
I took a deep breath, sticking out my tongue to wet my lips which felt numb. Nestled in Steve's large arms, he waited patiently for my answer. "I—" stammered, looking into his dark eyes, I forgot what vocabulary I wanted to put together into a sentence."I don't want you to be stressed, or depressed because of the endless demands. Always asking for proof and you keep covering up the evidence as best you can. Come on, run away from all this, leave everyone who thinks you are evil, and so on. Or, you already love Pedro. You want to marry him?" I saw jealousy in his eyes, but not selfishness. He would want to give in if I asked him to step down and choose Pedro. Am I selfish, if I close my eyes not to care if he already has a girlfriend? Or will I be able to harm him if Pedro wants me later?"How is your lover?" "She's my friend, the one I asked to pretend." My eyes widened and he smiled. He has made me gawk a lot at his quite annoying behavior. Since last night I felt like a miserable
I laughed when he asked for a second chance. While he said he was heartbroken and now has a girlfriend, it will be my question that demands him. "Steve, yesterday your grandmother said you were heartbroken and now you have a girlfriend. Then, after seeing me, you want a second chance. All of that was a big surprise to me." "I need someone to erase you from my brain. An aggressive woman who might make me forget everything." Aggressive woman? "I need to calm myself down so that my life can be normal and not force myself to have you. I still can't. As long as you are still breathing, you are the one I always want. Not your body, I want to protect you, I love you like Mr. Anthony can't give me that to you. I want to be a loyal man like you want." I was silent, watching his serious face. I don't want to interrupt, I just want to judge whether what he said is trustworthy or just a figure of speech. "My father once said, 'I feel sorry for Azalea, that woman is very innocent and loves he
Coming here actually made Steve's grandmother busy, she made my favorite corn soup. While talking about Steve, who she said was heartbroken. Where does she know? Did Steve call her? Usually, grandsons would not say personal things openly. Don't let this woman suddenly hate me because of me if she finds out that I hurt her grandson. "Does he still work for you?" She asked. She handed me the soup that was ready to be served on the dining table. How do I explain all our problems? Since that night, he no longer contacted me. He doesn't have any work at the office so there's no reason for me to communicate with him anymore. "Not anymore grandma, he probably already has a new job," I said, reflexively and brought the soup to the dining table. I can't possibly answer the truth. Dumping a man who has been good to me all this time just because he slept with my enemy. That's how evil a woman is, she can steal the man her friend loves because of his wealth or feel disgusted if the man she's b
I'm not an innocent woman who doesn't know anything about wanting a man to approach me like this. Moreover, his eyes kept looking at my lips. In my mind two sides were colliding, one wanted to immediately feel his lips, and one side wanted me to survive and avoid. "Do you want to feel and differentiate the touch of a young man's lips that are still fresh, not wrinkled," he said, the tips of our lips slightly touching each other. His fresh-smelling breath made me fall asleep, disturbing the calm of my subconscious. I tried to hold on, when the tip of his nose played between mine, rubbing gently. "I've felt kisses from many men, both ordinary, extraordinary, young and old. I'm not curious about how it feels, young man—" I said while gently pushing his chest away from me. But he insisted on going forward, holding my hand which was removing it from his chest. With a quick movement, he grabbed my waist and brought me onto his lap. Oh, God! He even dared to pull the hem of my dress down