"I've been working with Mr. Arthur since 10 years ago... More precisely, when Mr. Arthur had just taken the helm of the company, what is it, Miss?" Valerie was also surprised to hear how long Depson had been working with Arthur, it was not impossible that Depson did not know all of Arthur's mysterious traits"Nothing, I'm just asking that." Valerie had many questions that she still wanted to answer, but she chose to stop her words. Flashback offWhile she was thinking about things, the doorbell of her apartment suddenly rang again. Suddenly, Valerie, who had now moved to sit at the dining table, felt frightened, considering that it was already 10 p.m. "It can't be a guest coming to visit, and it can't be Depson." Valerie was still talking in her heart, she also felt confused about whether to open the door or not. She remembered that there was no one she knew in this French country besides Depson. Valerie chose not to care and did not move her body to check who was coming. It was be
Valerie opened her eyes; she was not sleeping. How could she sleep peacefully in the arms of a strange man who was currently fast asleep?Even until this moment, Valerie felt hatred for herself; more precisely, he even felt disgusted with his body. It could be said that her was like a bitch now; if only his situation was not like this, then Valerie would feel happier and calmer if they did it based on mutual love. Valerie let go of Arthur's embrace on her body; she immediately walked to the bathroom and skipped all her clothes, which now lay disorderly on the floor of the room. Valerie's thoughts at this time were that she had to erase Arthur's traces on her body, even though bathing in the early hours of the morning was never in Valerie's dictionary. But all that he would often do from this moment on was eliminate all of Arthur's body odor that clung to his body."I hate you, Arthur; it's a shame why I met you then, and I regret it now." Valerie could only curse Arthur in her heart
Valerie gazed at Arthur's face, sleeping peacefully by his side. If only Arthur didn't have the heart of a demon, then Valerie would feel lucky to be with Arthur, the man who captivated him even when her met him by accident.Valerie's hand moved to touch the surface of Arthur's cheek, but she remembered that her had no rights over Arthur. So her pulled his hand back and got up from his sleep because life is not as sweet as romantic dramas and don't expect too much. "Wake up, Valerie, Remember what happened last night. "You have to remember it!" Valerie realized her stepped into the bathroom just to wash her face, Her didn't need to take a shower because a few hours ago he had done it. Was she trying to avoid Arthur this time? Yes, Valerie was trying to do that. It only took a few minutes for Valerie to get herself dressed in a navy blue shirt and white span skirt. Even though her body felt almost broken, Valerie was still Valerie. She would not let herself live in laziness unless s
''Depson did you know Mr. Arthur is allergic to caffeine?'' Valerie ventured to ask Depson again. "I'm sorry, miss. I forgot to tell you that sir does have an allergy to caffeine; it almost took his life seven years ago, to be more precise. Since then, Sir has never consumed anything containing caffeine, whether in the form of food or drink. Is there a problem, miss?" Depson glanced at Valerie's face through the glass in front of him. ''If he drank a little bit of it, no, I mean, maybe just a little taste, would you be okay?" Valerie was at a loss to explain to Depson how, because there was no way she could say that this morning because of her kiss, Arthur had tasted coffee again, directly or indirectly. ''As long as he don't swallow it, then I think it will be fine, Miss; it's just better to avoid it." Depson feels that Valerie made a mistake. That is the reason why Depson received an angry phone call from Arthur this morning. Honestly, Depson felt sorry for Valerie; that woman h
Valerie sat on the steps of the apartment, still in his office suit. He pulled the can of beer he had gotten from the fridge and took a few sips before setting it back down by his side. The time flew by so fast. He didn't realize he had passed almost a month with all the suffering and many things he had gotten used to over time. Was Valerie okay? The possibility that he could say he was fine was impossible. Arthur the Man-made Valerie forget she had ever been a cheerful Valerie because this month all of Valerie's traits were inversely proportional. "Aww, I have to treat it again. " Valerie looked at her right wrist, which was turning blue from Arthur's grip. Valerie felt scared every night because she was afraid of Arthur's arrival. She was afraid that Arthur would treat her harshly. The door to the apartment suddenly rang, and Valerie had guessed who was coming. If not Arthur, then who else could access the apartment door at will? Valerie looked at Arthur who had thrown his co
Arthur savored the golden liquid from the glass cup in his hand sipping it slowly as well as the burning sensation that greeted his throat that he was slowly getting used to. However, the noise of the loud music from a nightclub, which he had just visited a few minutes ago, did not affect Arthur's mind in the slightest as if he was in another world like there was a barrier that made him just silent for a long time without saying a word.He hated his dream that came a few hours ago because Arthur had to repeat the fear that had happened to him in that Arthur hated his weak self. a woman who wore quite sexy clothes with a chest cut low enough to expose things that often make other men lust. but not with Arthur because right now only Valerie could make him lust.''Would you like to enjoy a hot night with me, I'm sure you'll be happy.'' The woman whispered sensuously in Arthur's ear and her hand even slipped between Arthur's open shirt."Go away. I don't lust after slutty women like you.
Is there a warmer embrace than yoursIs there any love better than your gift? How to say love in the best way. Like the best poets around the world. I want to do that to please you before the farewell.- Sofia Hepbrun****Valerie opened her eyes as the sunlight streamed in through the curtains of her room. Her eyes refocused on the pair of hands holding her body. Valerie tried to let go of Arthur's hands on her body, but she felt Arthur pulling her body closer and closer. "Give me a morning kiss," Arthur whispered in Valerie's ear making Valerie's body freeze in place. "You don't want to do it?" Arthur flipped Valerie's body his position now right on top of Valerie's body. "Are you going to let me go after this?" Valerie ventured to look into Arthur's eyes. "It depends. If a kiss isn't enough, then I won't let go." Arthur raised one eyebrow teasing Valerie with his smirk. "Damn Arthur." Valerie cursed again at Arthur's absurd-sounding remark because he knew Arthur's brain wo
You just need someone who respects you and gives you love and sincerity... But why do you often take the wrong stepsMany times you hurt your feelings... "ONLY TO CHOOSE THE WRONG PERSON!"***"Is your work today very tiring." Xander embraced the body of the woman who had been his wife for 17 years, it was true that nothing had changed from Xander's love for Veronica Jahson who accidentally made him fall in love. Even at almost 48 years of age Veronica still looks very beautiful. with a well-groomed body because, she is a model. "No. I didn't do many photo shoots today, just some beauty products." Veronica turned her dressing table chair around and looked at the man who was her current husband, a world-renowned businessman Xander with businesses all over the world. Veronica loves Xander, it's just that Veronica still hasn't fully opened up to Xander about her past. Veronica hasn't even told Xander that she has a daughter. "Then why does the look on your face suggest otherwise."
"Daddy prill ready!" Pricil immediately ran to her father who was also getting ready in more casual clothes. Their plan for this weekend was to go to Arthur and Valerie's house. their relationship was getting better and better. since Valerie was among them, Arthur and Marcel often contacted each other and there were no more arguments and small things to fuss about. In time they will be happy in their way as today they are also planning a picnic together. "What a beautiful daughter daddy has." Marcel lowered his head to match her height and Pricilla grabbed the body that could be said to be no longer small. But Marcel had no problem carrying Pricilla's body even though she had grown into a mature woman. "Come on Daddy, I can't wait to meet Aunty Valerie." Pricilla placed both hands on her father's cheeks and gave Marcel a small peck on the lips. "Okay Go..Go." Marcel picked up Pricilla's small bag where a snack had been prepared for Pricilla on the way. Marcel got into hi
Rachel wiped her tears, today was already the seventh day she was in this damn room. Rachel was moved into a room that she thought was inhumane not in every room an iron trellis was installed for whatever purpose Rachel could not see anything out there other than a dark room. In the evening, and only illuminated by lights at night there is no sign of life here for Rachel what does it mean to live? For Rachel her soul was dead but her body was not buried. Even more disgusting for Rachel, just to take a shower, Mark sent people to watch over her like she was a real animal. Rachel stares at the reflection of her face which is so similar to the blue wounds turning purple some are missing and some are new. Not only that, Rachel even had a sharp object cut on her thigh. And a cut on her ribs made by a razor blade with a string of words that Rachel didn't know what they meant. "How sad your life is, Rachel....what did you do wrong to God that you have to take all this punishment."
Mark put his shirt back on and walked to the window to get the remote and open the automatic blinds. The sky was clear today but Mark wasn't going to the office today, not because of Rachel but because Mark had woken up late and Mark was waiting for his doll to wake up and receive Mark's torture again. Mark turns his body to stare at Rachel from a considerable distance now from his bed. Mark is thinking how long will Rachel pretend to be asleep? Mark knows that she is already awake in his arms. it's just that, Mark is still too lazy to just serve Rachel he continues his sleep. And now Mark was getting impatient waiting for Rachel's charade to end. "You're awake, aren't you? Stop the charade I'm sick of it!!!" Mark raised his voice deliberately to make Rachel open her eyes. Mark walked back towards Rachel who was still faithfully closing her eyes. Mark could barely bear not to touch Rachel as his hand gripped Rachel's chin and the woman finally opened her eyes. Mark approach
Mark tried to open his eyes again and the boy's face was no longer there. He walked to the bedside table looking for some pills that he kept in two bottles. Mark's hand immediately took the two pills and swallowed them with a glass of water that was always on the nightstand. It had been a long time since he took the medicine the psychiatrist gave him but today he had to take it to quell all his anger. Mark pulled the blanket that was on his bed and his hand picked up a pillow bringing it into a room not far from him. It was none other than a bathroom with a bathtub that was the most comfortable place. Mark put a blanket to cover the bathtub after which he got in it and lay down curled up with only one pillow. Within minutes Mark was fast asleep. Mark dreamed he was running down a highway with his clothes covered in blood. He didn't know why he kept running, but Mark was very scared. Many times he tried to wipe the blood on his hands by rubbing it hard on his high schoo
Rachel opened her eyes which felt very heavy, her whole body seemed to be crushed and heavy when she moved. There was no light whatsoever, when Rachel opened her eyes it was nothing but dark, and felt so claustrophobic. Rachel had to cough several times one thing she was very sensitive to dust. Rachel also can't stay in a dark room for too long, it can make Rachel feel short of breath. "Help!" Rachel tried to shout for help. Her hand was now right in front of her chest which felt very tight, Rachel was having trouble breathing. Her hands tried to grab whatever was in front of her. The real feels nothing but empty, Rachel can't cry because she knows her tears won't get her out of there. The door suddenly opened, someone's face was unclear but now Rachel could see it. The demon man who brutally slaughtered her now reappeared with his smirk. "Hey, wife are you awake from your sleep of death?" Mark walked up to Rachel who looked terrified. Naturally, Rachel was afraid of
"Daddy..." Pricill immediately ran towards Marcel who was stretching his arms out, in front of the school exit. "Okay, tell Daddy what you did at school." Marcel kissed Pricilla's cheek and put her in the car. "Hmm, a lot Daddy." Pricilla placed her index finger on her pursed lips remembering what she did at school. Marcel smiled as Pricilla became more and more like Grace. Flashback. "What would you like to eat?" Grace placed her index finger on her lips, trying to think of what would be good to eat today. "Sushi? Pizza? Or something else?" Marcel smiled as he looked at his wife's funny face. "No...I'm bored baby that food keeps coming especially steak ahh I think I'll throw up every day eating it. "Grace rolled her eyes and folded her hands in front of her chest. "Then what's good where right now?" "Coq au vin?" Grace asked Marcel again, asking for his opinion, even though Marcel's opinion didn't matter when it came to food. "Are you sure you want to eat
"Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?" Rachel opened her voice again after a long silence. "There's no need, ma'am. This wound will heal on its own." Mark was still focused on the road ahead of him, he couldn't hide how eager Mark was to bring Rachel to harm at this moment like pushing her into a ravine for example. Rachel saw the blood flowing down the driver's shirt sleeve and was shocked. "You hurt your hand!!!" Mark just realized the wound on his hand. He didn't know that the acting he did made him hurt. What's more, he had fallen in the middle of the road maybe, that's where the wound came from. And Mark didn't realize that. Mark was surprised when Rachel's hand gently rolled up his shirt and it made Mark turn his head and pull his hand away from Rachel's touch. "I'm fine ma'am." Mark was not used to receiving other people's touch so when Rachel's hand touched his hand without permission Mark was surprised. "Shut up! Remember I'm your boss." Rache
Rachel put the earphone to her ear and the noise of the airplane engine often made Rachel feel dizzy even though she took a business class flight, she still sometimes thought about it and it would make her dizzy and nauseous. This time she was able to calm down a little when the sound of Lady Gaga singing shadow was very soft and her seat position had now been changed to a reclining position. Rachel tried to sleep for a while at least she could replenish her energy, which still felt lacking because of her irregular resting time these days due to her rather hectic work. one more thing that irritated Rachel these days. where in the past week she always received anonymously sent objects again and again, which at first was just expensive bag and the next time it was watches, shoes, flowers, and even chocolates that were quite large and certainly very expensive. Whoever was behind the delivery of all these objects Rachel was very disturbed. Hopefully, after she returned to France no one
"Mark, where are you going?" Mark's footsteps stopped when a voice he had memorized called his name. Mark's body didn't even want to turn his body even a little bit, just to look at the other person. all of that happened because of his hatred. "No need to know where I am, you are not my mother. " Mark said in a very cold tone he again stepped his feet leaving the magnificent four-story house. Mark walked into his black Mercedes Benz GT 63 S car and immediately started the engine and left the yard of his father's luxury house. Previously Mark's day was very calm because in that magnificent house, only his father and himself lived. but in the last 2 years everything has changed, the woman who is currently still his father's fiancee has even come to live in the same house with Mark. "Damn it when that woman comes home!!.. I can't wait to get close to her. " Mark hit the steering wheel pressed the gas pedal and drove his car through the slippery road because it had been soak