
Seeing Keano already moving away from her, Ivyna hurriedly got out of bed. He would not give this man a chance to harass her again. For a while, he was forced to obey Keano's will. But Ivyna tried to buy time while looking for a way out to escape.
"Now you must come to my house. I'll make sure you don't run away from the wedding. Tomorrow we'll meet your father, King Adhiyaksa, to make him our guardian of marriage" Keano said, pulling Ivyna out of the room.
"Please let me stay at the salon tonight. I have to finish the dress for the wedding expo tomorrow, "pointed Ivyna to the wedding gown that's on display in her study.
Keano stopped her steps and looked at the dress. Then he turned to look at Ivyna, as if he wanted to compare the two.
"You can complete your work on two conditions. First put on that dress at our wedding tomorrow. Second I'll stay here to watch you."
"I have to wear my unfinished dress? And you're gonna stay here?" tanya Ivyna did not believe it.
"Absolutely. Now get your work done."
Without the slightest guilt, Keano sat on the sofa. He raised one leg while widening his arms on the back of the sofa. The style of sitting is very similar to a king who is waiting for his lady to work.
"Now I'm going to succumb to you. But look at it later, I'll definitely repay you for what you did,"
hiss Ivyna.
He tried to ignore Keano's presence. Let's just say the man is part of an invisible creature who guards his salon. Thus she could concentrate fully on the dress that she was going to show off tomorrow in front of the crowd. But when looking at the dress design, Ivyna realized in one reality. This dress will be her own wedding dress tomorrow. Oh no, he had to stop all the madness Keano was doing.
From where he sat, Keano watched Ivyna. The woman is very agile and looks adept at working on her design dress. Her wavy strands of hair occasionally swayed as she moved here and there. This view is too beautiful to miss. As he watched Ivyna, the woman suddenly turned to him.
"Master," call Ivyna to Keano's surprise.
"A..da what?"
Ivyna pointed to the terraced shelf behind Keano.
"Please get the beads on the top shelf."
"You're telling me?" asked Keano dumbfounded.
"Yes, is there anyone else here? Instead of you being quiet and doing nothing better help me," Ivyna casually replied. He deliberately pranks Keano so that the man is upset with him. This haughty man definitely did not want to be ruled because he was used to command others.
Keano's eyes darkened, but unexpectedly he stood up and did as Ivyna asked.
"This," he said flatly, handing over a box of beads.
Ivyna continued his tactics to make Keano emotionally ignited.
"You can also get white thread on the number three shelf, tweezers in the desk drawer, and mineral water in the lobby. I'm so thirsty because I haven't had a drink before."
With a piercing look, Keano looked at Ivyna. For a lifetime, only this time there was a woman who dared to rule him. If it wasn't for Eleanor, she wouldn't be willing to lower her pride to this extent. It seems that this woman deliberately challenged him. Therefore, he will serve first Ivyna's will before making him bend the knee.
"Felt! I'm sure you'll get mad and get out of my salon,"
inner Ivyna was satisfied.
But Ivyna's forecast missed out. Keano was willing to carry out his orders. Ivyna's out of her mind. Either way let alone him drive this crazy guy away from him.
"This is your drink. Anything else I need to do?" challenge Keano.
"Nothing."
"Then it's my turn to give you an order. Finish your work in thirty minutes."
"Thirty minutes? I need more time to..."
"I don't like to be disputed. After all, you will wear the dress yourself," Keano cut back to sitting back in a relaxed manner.
Keano turned on the timer on his phone and showed it to Ivyna.
"Look at me I've put a timer. If you cross the time limit, I'll take action."
Ivyna gritted her teeth holding back the aggravation. I don't know how big his sins were in the past so he had to get into trouble with this man.
"I will show him that no one can control Ivyna Adhiyaksa,"
Thirty minutes later, the timer from Keano's phone rang aloud. But Ivyna didn't care.
"Your time is up" said Keano walking closer to Ivyna.
"I'll remind you, Mr. Keano. This salon and room are mine. Whenever I work, no one can forbid me let alone a guest" Ivyna said. He has lost his patience.
"You don't understand where you are either."
Without warning, Keano lifted Ivyna's body and brought her back into the room. He laid Ivyna's body on the bed and locked the door.
"Hey, don't break your promise. I've agreed to marry you so don't try to touch me" Ivyna shouted.
"Shut up! Your mind is so dirty. Who's interested in touching you? Now sleep!" keano's orders. The man robs Ivyna's phone and then gets into bed. Accidentally, he lay beside Ivyna as if they were a couple.
Ivyna was at a loss for words. If he could, he wanted an earthquake that could split his bed in two. He was really sick of having to sleep together with Keano.
"Quickly go to sleep before I change my mind! Tomorrow we have to get up very early" Keano joked. Then he turned his back to Ivyna.
Ivyna could only shift to keep her distance from Keano.
"*A*pa I have to sleep with this crazy guy all night?"
Ivyna thought shuddering in horror.
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After preparing school supplies for her two children, Ravella left for the office. Today he had to arrive early to welcome the new staff. No doubt the weight of the task will increase twice as much as usual.
"That's fine, Ma'am Ravella. Early in the morning has come," said Mr. Danang, security who served in front of the office gate.
"Yes, sir, are there any employees looking for me?" ask Ravella curiously.
"Not yet, Ma'am. Is there a new employee?"
"Yes, Sir. Name's Alarick. Will you please intercom me when he comes."
"Ready, Ma'am," replied Mr. Danang.
Ravella rushed into the lobby of the office and boarded the empty elevator. Quickly, he reached the third floor. Because it came at the earliest, Ravella took out the key and opened the marketing division workspace.
As was his routine every morning, he turned on the computer and took out some documents that would be used to teach Alarick. Not long after, the staff arrived. They greeted Ravella and sat down at their desks. Some are getting ready to make a visit to the customer.
Ravella saw a wall clock that had shown at half-eight past ten minutes, but the employee named Alarick had not yet appeared. Security also did not give info, so Ravella decided to go down waiting for his staff.
"Later I'll reprimand Alarick. As a marketing staff he should have come early,"
thought Ravella standing in front of the elevator.
While waiting, Ravella received a call from Mr. Tian, the manager.
"Morning, Sir."
"Bag, Vel. I was allowed to enter today because I wanted to take my wife to the hospital. Please handle the morning briefing. And don't forget to help the new staff."
"Good, sir."
As soon as the elevator door opened, Ravella wanted to enter while still talking to Mr. Tian on the phone. He didn't notice a man coming out of the elevator. As a result he hit the man's sturdy body and almost lost balance.
"Eh, sorry, sir," Ravella said spontaneously. The smell of fresh perfume from the man was smelled by Ravella.
Slowly Ravella looked up. This man's body is tall and sturdy, similar to the image of a handsome man in Japanese comics. But his appearance is quite strange. He wears large glasses with a hairline that drizzles to the side.
"That's why don't call while walking, ma'am. Thankfully I am a good man. Otherwise, I will definitely take advantage," replied the man with a thick regional accent.
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