Earth Without Dusk
23. Marcel and Nesya

At the biggest nightclub in the city, there was the sound of music pounding that lit the crowd there. Many men and women move their bodies on the dance floor to enjoy the powerful music.

There are also those who just sit down to chat or just enjoy a drink there. Everyone is busy with their own pleasure.

In front of the bar table was a cross-faced man enjoying a glass of clear drink that was quite intoxicating. From then on some women dressed less material trying to approach him even willing to be his date tonight, but unfortunately all rejected.

He sipped a drink in his hand while looking at the scenery in the club. His eyes occasionally led to the entrance of the club. There seemed to be a figure he was waiting for.

Glug. The drink in the glass is over. He called a bartender and asked the man to fill his glass again with the same drink.

“It looks like you've been waiting for me for a long time until your first glass is up,” said one of the women behind him who just arrived and approached him.  

The man looked at the source of the voice. Right, that was the woman he was waiting for earlier. His eyes explored the woman in front of him from bottom to top. Almost perfect. With a black satin spaghetti strap dress attached to her body, the woman looked very attractive. Not to mention the part of his chest that slightly poked due to his low shirt cut, making the man in front of him pull the corner of his lips make a grinning smile.

“For a beautiful and sexy woman like you, I am even willing to wait for you until morning, Miss Nesya,” said the man teasingly.

“You haven't changed it turned out. You've always been smart with a sweet mouth in front of all the women, Mr. Marcel,” reply the woman in front of him is no less tempting.

Yes, they are Nesya and Marcel. They have known each other for a long time since Nesya went on vacation to America and accidentally met Marcel at one of the nightclubs there. Since then they have known each other and even spent the night together several times. But between them there is no bond whatsoever, they do so only on the basis of mutual pleasure, nothing more.

Nesya grabbed the drink that was in Marcel's hands. Twirled the drink gently and then sipped it. He deliberately tried to tease Marcel with his movements.

“Can I always have a sweet mouth?” asked Marcel with eyes that could not be separated from Nesya.

“Yes, of course,” replied Nesya while sipping back a drink in the glass earlier.

“How do you know I always have a sweet mouth, Miss Nesya?” tanya Marcel started fishing.

Nesya approached and whispered into Marcel's ear. “Of course I know because I've never tasted the sweetness.” After saying that Nesya blew a bit of Marcel's ear so as to make the man goosebumps instantly.

“It was, it was a long time ago,” said Marcel trying to calm down.

“Really? I'll prove it myself then,” said Nesya and kissed Marcel's lips very gently for a few seconds.

“True, still sweet as before,” said Nesya who made Marcel hot cold.

“You are different!” praise Marcel.

Those who had been similarly tempted by each other, immediately left the club that night and headed to Nesya's apartment located not far from the Club.

"Why not just in my apartment?" marcel asked as he entered Nesya's apartment room.

"Your apartment's too far away, honey. I can't take it anymore" replied Nesya, taking off the buttons of Marcel's shirt one by one.

"Woaaaa.you're so naughty! You're impatient apparently," exclaimed Marcel looking at Nesya's extremely aggressive attitude. But honestly, he likes it.

"I'm not a hypocrite. I am not impatient. And I'm sure you do too, right?" ask Nesya.

"Lying if I don't want you too, baby. I really want you now," Marcel replied, pushing Nesya down on the bed.

And that's where they finish each other's desires until they both reach the point of satisfaction they want.

“Same as before right?” said Nesya who is now lying on Marcel's arm without wearing any clothes as well as Marcel. Only a blanket covered their bodies at this moment.

Marcel nodded. “Yes, same as before. I did not expect we would meet again after almost two years there was never any communication between us,” replied Marcel.

“That's the name of destiny. Besides, lately I have been very busy with my boutique,”, said Nesya. 

“You have a boutique? I don't even know about it.”

“You only know about the bed. How do you know about soan,” ledek Nesya while chuckling.

“Ya..but at least I now know about the company since my father forced me to take care of his company. And I came here actually because of that business,” said Marcel.

“Oh yes? What company is engaged in? Why not work with Wijaya company?” ask Nesya.

Marcel was silent for a moment. It was like he had heard that name. Then he remembered the twilight he had met this afternoon. All he knew, it was the company of the Twilight family.

“Wijaya? How do you know that company?” marcel said back to asking.

“Of course I know. That's my grandfather's company. I am the daughter of the Wijaya family,” answered Nesya.

Marcel was surprised and changed his position to face Nesya.

“You're the daughter of the Wijaya family?” asked Marcel who was taken in by Nesya.

Marcel doesn't believe it right away. They've known each other for a long time. But Marcel never knew Nesya was a descendant of the Vijaya family. “Cannot be. That's impossible,” Shall Marcel. 

“What is impossible? I'm Adrian Wijaya's son, my grandfather's youngest son. My father took care of one of my grandfather's branch companies. If the central company is indeed taken care of by Om ku, Andika Wijaya, grandfather's first child. I'm not interested in taking care of my family's company, I'd rather take care of the boutique. But there is Om Andika's son who takes care of the central company," explained Nesya at length.  

“Who?” ask Marcel curiously.

“Senja. The Dusk Light Wijaya. He's my cousin. He used to study in America. Now he's back here and taking care of the family company. He likes to do business, not like me. Back in college he also majored in business," answered Nesya honestly.

Marcel immediately went wide to hear the name Dusk mentioned. He was sure to be right, the Dusk Nesya meant was the Dusk he knew. How narrow the world is. It turned out that this woman in front of him still had a family relationship with Dusk.

No. gabe. Dusk must not know that Nesya and I are often in contact like this. It could be bad if he found out. My plan to get his heart could fail.  

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