Kayla had never felt this fragile. Anger and humiliation overcame her after the confrontation with Zavier. She could not let her stepson defend Nayla.
To her, this was a matter of pride and family. He had to take further action.
“You will never step foot in my house again!” Zavier exclaimed and walked out of the courtroom with steady steps.
Kayla sat limply in the defendant's seat, hearing all that. Especially seeing Zavier pulling Nayla's hand to leave the courtroom which returned to silence after it was all over.
Zavier pulled Nayla into a quiet room. Michael wanted to follow them, but Mando and Cahyo kept blocking his way.
“They only spoke for a moment. Give them some space,” Mando said firmly, causing Michael to let out a long sigh and decide to wait.
Inside one of the rooms in the courthouse, Zavier held Nayla with one hand agains
Nayla was surprised, but tried to normalize her feelings, “No. He doesn't look like you at all. He doesn't look like you at all.”“Then why don't you and Michael live together?”“It's a private matter. You have no right to interfere too much.” Nayla was about to stand up after her harsh words, but Zavier quickly held her back.“I thought we were here to talk about the tender?” Nayla stared at Zavier with clear, perfectly rounded eyes.“Let go of your hand, Zavier. Mind your manners!” she exclaimed, starting to feel agitated.“Or are you going to slap me again? It still hurts.”Zavier smiled slightly and immediately pulled Nayla into a hug, “I just missed you. Let me hold you for a while.”Nayla froze, she felt confused because she could not lie to herself
“So we will compete fairly?” asked Zavier as he followed Nayla out of the room.“Yes, I will show you my skills. Promise to abide by my rules when I win.”Ting!The list opened and Nayla stepped into it followed by Zavier.As the elevator doors closed, Zavier brought his lips to Nayla's ear, “I will obey.”His whisper gave Nayla goosebumps and was slightly amused. However, the pounding in her heart made her unable to focus properly.“Aah, we're here,” she said awkwardly.When the elevator doors opened, Michael was already waiting in front of the elevator. His brow furrowed at the sight of Nayla's company in the same elevator.“I-I, we met downstairs earlier,” Nayla greeted him awkwardly and quickly got out of the elevator.“Those li
Zavier put his hand back and stared at the departure of the two people with a smile full of mystery.“She's mine,” Zavier muttered with a cold stare.***The evening's event took place grandly, in a luxurious ballroom filled with crystal chandeliers and elegant decorations. Guests danced on the spacious dance floor, while waiters passed by with trays of lavishly served drinks and snacks. Soft jazz music played, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere.Nayla and Michael arrived together, looking perfectly matched in their party outfits. Nayla looks elegant in a light blue sheer dress that shows off her curves. Michael's hands were constantly on Nayla's back, which was exposed up to her waist.Zavier sipped his drink rudely at the sight and felt jealous.Michael was never far from Nayla's side, watching her every move. Whenever Zavier approached, Michae
Nayla fell silent, her face paled as guilt assailed her. “Michael, I can explain...” she tried to speak, but her voice trailed off.Zavier remained calm despite the escalating situation. He looked at Michael with a faint smile on his face, as if he didn't feel the slightest bit guilty. “There's nothing to worry about, Michael. We were just talking.”Michael approached further, now standing between Zavier and Nayla. “Stay away from my wife,” he said in a low, threatening tone, ”I warned you before, Zavier.”Zavier raised an eyebrow, as if challenged. “Sure, Michael. But remember, Nayla has the right to choose what she wants.”Before Michael could react, Nayla pulled his hand away, trying to stop the confrontation from escalating. “Michael, let's go,” she whispered, her eyes pleading with him not to prolong the matter. 
After soaking in the bath, trying to relieve the tension and calm herself down, Nayla came out feeling more refreshed, but her mind was still racing. As she reached for her cell phone lying on the dressing table, the screen lit up, displaying a message that had just come in.It was from Zavier.“When are you going to reunite me with Joen?”Nayla paused, staring at the screen with mixed feelings. The message from Zavier made her heart even more uncertain.He had promised to reunite Joen with his biological father, but she knew something else would happen when Zavier started the DNA test.“What should I do when Zavier finds out about his son? Will he take him away from me?” Nayla monologued pensively in front of the dressing table.Beep beep.Another message came in and it was from Zavier.&ldquo
Zavier gave a small applause. “That's amazing, Joen! You were great!”Joen smiled shyly and then approached Zavier, taking his hand gently. Zavier felt his heart melt at the little girl's sweet gesture.Nayla smiled happily at their interaction. Inwardly, Nayla recognized that Joen was rarely so close to new people. “You really have the magic touch, Zavier,” Nayla murmured as she gazed at Zavier and his movements in playing with Joen.Zavier felt proud and happy. “I'm glad I could make her comfortable. Joen is a wonderful girl.”Nayla nodded. “She is indeed extraordinary. Joen has her own way of showing affection and comfort. I'm so grateful that you can accept and appreciate her.”“Why do you want to meet him? He is Michael's son. Not yours, stop your unwarranted suspicions,” Nayla said with a confident smile.&n
That night, Zavier went home with a warm feeling in his heart. Meeting Joen gave him new hope and a deep sense of love. He knew that just by virtue of meeting the little girl, he had a chance to win Nayla's heart back.Zavier took out a neatly folded tissue from his pocket as he called Mando.“Yes, sir?”“Come here right now and keep this call a secret from Cahyo. I need you to do something for me!”“Okay!”As the call closed, Zavier smiled mysteriously as he unfolded the neatly folded tissue.A few strands of hair belonged to little Joen.Only half an hour and Mando was already in front of Zavier, “Sir.”“Do a DNA test on this hair and give the samples to three different labs. I don't want any more mistakes.”“Yes, sir.”“There is one more thing,” Zavier continued.“Yes, sir?”“Do Fernando's DNA tes
Nayla was silent for a moment, contemplating Michael's words. “Michael, I'm not asking you to forget or forgive Zavier. I just want to give Joen a chance to get to know his father. I will always protect Joen and myself, but I cannot ignore Joen's happiness.”“This is not about me or my feelings, Michael. It's about Joen.”“She looked like a normal girl when she was playing with Zavier. She was interacting with her father. I-I was touched by the sight.”Michael sighed, held his sore cheek and sat down next to Nayla. “Nayla, I just want you to be happy and safe. I don't want to see you hurt again.”Michael realized his own shortcomings because while he was playing with Joen, the girl kept glancing the other way and playing with her own world.Nayla looked at Michael with understanding. “I know, Michael. I really appreciate your
“Let me sleep, okay?” Sara looked at Nayla with eyes that implied fatigue.Nayla looked at Sara with mixed feelings of pity and emotion. “Alright, Sara. Rest in. I'll make sure no one disturbs your sleep.”After patting Sara gently on the shoulder, Nayla left the room. She closed the door carefully, leaving Sara who immediately laid down on the bed, trying to find comfort amidst all the confusion she felt. Nayla walked away feeling uneasy.When she realized her steps were heading towards the bedroom, she immediately turned towards the painting room.With a dazed look on her face, Nayla sat in front of the canvas, beginning to scrape her brush over the blank canvas.“Who are you?” she asked, more to herself. She dreamed of a perfect man. Nayla imagined the fondling of that man and couldn't stop imagining, but no matter how much she tried to reme
The answer did not seem to satisfy Bram completely, though he did not reply immediately. His gaze remained sharp, as if trying to trace the truth hidden behind Nayla's answer. Even so, he decided not to prolong the conversation for now, and simply nodded slowly.“Well, then, perhaps I was too harsh last night,” he said in a flat tone. “If you feel okay, I won't ask any further questions.”Nayla nodded and smiled awkwardly before hurriedly leaving the room.“I'll go see if breakfast is done,” Nayla said awkwardly.As the door to the room closed, Nayla breathed a sigh of relief, she had to go see how Sara was doing. However, in her heart, she knew that this situation was far from over.While Bram was still thinking about the irregularities he had encountered that morning, Nayla had to make sure that the secrets of the night remained neatly buried
Sara rose from the bed with caution and legs that trembled with pain, trying not to wake Bram.Furrowing her brow, feeling the physical pain that came with it especially her core, but more than that, there was a feeling that made her heart tighten.Trying to stay strong, she walked out of the room with limping steps. Just before she closed the door, she could see Nayla coming out of the bathroom, walking over to the bed and lying next to Bram, pretending like nothing had happened.She could see Nayla giving her the thumbs up code, for their plan working.Outside the room, Sara endured mixed feelings. Although her body was tired and sore, there was a strange feeling of satisfaction. It was as if, without realizing it, she had uncovered another part of herself that had been hidden.That feeling of love and desire just came out of nowhere, even though she knew that the situation was
Hearing that, Sara who was hiding in the bathroom felt tears of emotion running down her cheeks. Although her current condition was tense, at least one good thing had happened. Her heart was filled with gratitude and relief that Nayla managed to persuade Bram to help her grandmother.Bram again grabbed Nayla's chin and now brought his face closer, ready to kiss his wife. However, Nayla quickly said, “Bram, can you turn off the lights first? I feel embarrassed...”Bram smiled and nodded, then walked over to the switch and turned off the lights. The man immediately took off his shirt because his body was already so burning, as if he couldn't think of too many things anymore.“I'm going to be a little rough today,” he muttered with a grin and took off his clothes.Instantly, the room became pitch black. Bram then slowly approached Nayla again, preparing to fondle her again.
Sara still wanted to refuse, but seeing Nayla so desperate, Sara finally nodded slowly.“Alright, I'll do it,” she said in a soft voice, almost a whisper.Nayla breathed a sigh of relief, and without waiting any longer, she immediately hugged Sara. “Thank you, Sara. I owe you so much. I will never forget your kindness.”“It's not about kindness, ma'am,” Sara replied as she patted Nayla on the back.“I just hope this passes quickly and we can forget all about it. My grandmother?”“I'll take care of her right now, come with me...”Nayla stepped back and wiped away the tears that were starting to run down her cheeks. “You just wear my nightgown and make sure to keep the lights off when he comes into the room. Don't say much, just listen and follow what he says. I'm sure you can do it.”
“What's wrong? Is Madame sick?”Nayla shook her head and pushed Sara's body so that they both entered Sara's room.Sara felt very confused at the panic her mistress was experiencing.“What's wrong?” she repeated.“Doctor Bram, he wants tonight...”Sara tilted her head and gave him an equally confused look of not understanding.“Wants what?”“He wants me, tonight. I'm so scared...” Nayla said as she hugged Sara with a body that began to tremble.Sara could finally understand, but she also didn't know how to avoid all this.Suddenly Nayla raised her head and traced the curves of Sara's body which was almost as tall as she was.“Sara,” Nayla called with both eyes glazed over.“Yes,
“She's taller than Mrs. Nadia!” she exclaimed involuntarily.Once again, the gazes of several passengers immediately turned to her.“Aah, sorry. Dream again. Nightmare!” she exclaimed trying to overcome the awkwardness.“So hurry up and sleep at night and don't always play on your cell phone!” said one of the passengers with a little annoyance. It seemed like he was also trying to sleep on the rather boring journey.Sara pursed her lips, responding to the unnecessary comment.But, the pieces of the puzzle kept spinning in her head throughout the trip, making Sara even more convinced that she had to dig deeper to find the truth.Sara spoke her mind in her heart. “The only person I can trust right now is Joen!”“Mrs. Nayla and Mr. Zavier over there might be involved in some kind of crime
Sefia smiled with relief. “Thank you, Sara. I think I really need to tidy myself up first.”Sefia felt that Zavier would be disgusted if he saw her that dirty. So she quickly took off her apron and went to her room to take a shower. She always tried to look beautiful and elegant as the wife of Mr. Zavier Abraham.Sara brought a plate of cookies and knocked on the door of Zavier's study. After gaining entry, she found Zavier sitting in front of his desk, seemingly immersed in his work.“Ah, the cake is done!” Zavier smiled widely upon seeing Sara carrying a plate.“I'm delivering this cake for tasting. It's a special roll,” Sara said as she placed the plate on the table. Zavier took a piece and started tasting.“Hmm, this is amazing!” he said, praising the flavor of the cake. “You guys really made it.”
“Looking at the apple pie, I forgot where I put it, I had half of it, then I put it in, ouch... Did Joen take it earlier?”Sara took a heavy breath and let it out before standing up and leading Nayla into the bathroom.“Madam, no one came in here and I saw for myself that Madam's food is gone. Let's take a bath, I'll help you.”Sara undressed her mistress one by one, much to her surprise she saw several reddish marks on Nayla's front, indicating Doctor Bram may have been rough and abusive to her.“Be patient, ma'am. I will help you find information as quickly as possible and get you out of this hell,” he said as he led Nayla into the bathtub filled with warm water and aromatherapy soap.Her eyes glazed over at the thought of this beautiful woman being a mere stuffed toy to entertain the maniacal doctor.While Nayla played w