Assassin Girl
8. Past

Damon walked leisurely towards his office room, the man was wearing his office clothes this morning, her hair was already combed back and her shoes were clean the sound of her shoes clashing between the very white floor was .

All employees bowed respectfully as his Master walked leisurely by occasionally replying to greetings from some of his employees this morning .

"Good morning Mr. Damon" Letta said respectfully the woman wore a sponge skirt that was above her knees and a white shirt not to forget also her hair that was tied up to the top .

Letta walked hand in hand with Damon, the woman always accompanied her Master in times of any kind . Letta's steps slightly aligned her steps with Damon, the woman slightly approached Damon's ears whispering something that made Damon's eyeballs widen and was stunned by surprise .

Letta could only waste a tired breath, this was all beyond the common sense of an ordinary human being . After listening to Letta's words, Damon rushed wide into his room with a pale look but there also appeared to be a shudder of longing that could not be expressed .

In front of the door of his very high-rise building door that plunged upwards, Damon tried to believe himself and took a deep breath .

clek ...

the large door was opened by Damon's hand, the man standing in the doorway slightly darkening his upper body . Damon stood with his upright body, his gaze staring straight at a sweet seated man in a way turned his back .

*tap ..

tapp* ...

one step, two steps, his foot step continued to try to step forward, silence was created in the big room, the atmosphere was so hot .

"Korla".. As the voice rang out in the large room, Damon stared deeply, the smile that greeted him as he stared inside the beautiful bead .

"Have not seen Damon in a long time"..

"your tie is always untrue" the woman stood up and tidied Damon's tie deftly, her smile never faded in the corner of her lips the woman occasionally looked at the face of Damon who seemed so surprised .

After breaking Damon's tie, the woman led Damon to sit in her chair and the woman covered the picture frame with a picture of Damon's wedding with Monica .

"You look a bit smug" said the woman in a soft tone .

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Monica had been pacing back and forth in the living room, the woman had been waiting since , The moon was already in the top of the night sky several lightning bolts were burning in the cracks of the window, the Moon was already in the top of the night sky, this night looks cloudy but still seen a large moon hanging in the dark night sky, its existence is only alone no stars illuminate it .

Twelve o'clock at night, midnight waiting for Damon to come home Monica continues to stand in the doorway hoping her husband will come home soon,if he doesn't come home in worry, Damon will be locked in his room alone .

Monica repeatedly let out a tired breath, the woman decided to go to sleep and gave up waiting for Damon's return .

"he has legs to go home to his luxurious home" Monica said, and the woman walked into the room .

her footsteps came to a halt when she heard the front door being opened by someone, Monica immediately turned around and walked again towards the front door .

And sure enough! Damon comes home half-affected by the alcohol, the pungent smell of cigarettes makes Monica grin a little confused .

the man walked towards the room followed by Monica the woman guarding Damon's body from behind with the occasional stalking the man towards the stairs .

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"Damon!don't bother me, I want to sleep clean all of it myself"said Monica with a tired tone the woman turned her lazy eyeballs could not Damon just let it go with this state .

"Yo Karla! You never change ya still ugly!"...

"Look! you're getting worse Karla!"

.."What are you asking for? sleeping with me tonight, huh?hahaha"

Damon's conjecture makes Monica wander, Karla, the man mentions the name of the woman he didn't recognize all along .

Monica helps take off Damon's white shirt, and the man's shoes .

"Hahah Karla, Karla.. I'm married to a woman I can't love" ..

"i was just curious about her, and then the prank of marrying her said a sacred promise in front of the priest, it was the thing I regret Karla the most .." Damon's conjecture makes Monica's heart slightly pinched the woman tries to throw away all her negative thoughts and go back to helping Damon .

"Karla! look at! maid below it is my wife hahahah!he's like a stupid doll but a belaguu"

PLAQUES

monica's patience was already on the verge, the woman stared with bawling breath while Damon just stared intently at Monica's face . Damon grabs Monica's arm but many times the woman brushes over her, Monica walks towards the door and closes the door of the room just like that leaving all the claustrophobic feeling in her heart.

"ASSHOLE!GODDAMNIT! FUCKING GUY!"monica Oath .

Monica gulped her mineral water to the end, the woman was holding back the anger that culminated in all Damon's words making her feel debased .

"Look, I'm gonna get out of this fucking house, and let you live on your own without anyone else helping you find your office stuff again! , you dick, damn fool!" Monica walked towards the front door, but before her steps stepped wide towards the living room her arms were already blocked by Damon from behind .

the man stared deeply at Monica's face, making the woman throw away her gaze .

"Where are you going? I want to sleep, can't you sleep quietly tonight and don't knock on the door while I'm sleeping" Damon said making Monica look at the man with a fierce gaze .

"Fuck" Monica's curse keeps her arms pulled by men to go to her room .

"so it's a soft pillow!"said Damon then overlap Monica's body with her favorite pillow the man returned to sleep very soundly to pick up his dreamland .

While Monica, the woman blinked a few times staring at everything that had just happened . His anger at Damon still hasn't ransacked .