Enough In The Heart

Enough In The Heart
Stalker


"How was last night?" Marco arrived at his office early. He wants to see Raymond soon.


"Safe, sir. I've cleaned them up." Raymond replied calmly. Marco smiled cynically. It's not strange anymore with last night. Not once or twice has he been followed like this. As a successful entrepreneur, there must be many who are hostile to him. In front of Marco, they smiled sweetly but behind Marco, they tried to knock him down. Marco is still young, but do not forget that he is the grandson of mr. LG, an old businessman who is already poor across the business world. Marco got a lot of supplies and encouragement from his grandfather to be able to overcome the devious people like last night.


Flashbacks


Last night after a fight with Adam's father, Marco passed from his room and headed straight for the garage. He drove the car out of the courtyard of his spacious mansion. He must meet Icha, hug the girl and calm his mind.


Until halfway through the road, Marco realized there was a car following him. He looked suspiciously through the side view mirror.


"****!" Angry umbatnya. He took his cell phone in his jacket pocket and immediately searched Raymond's number. Not afraid, but Marco was upset that the men were interrupting his time to meet the idol.


"Ray, I'm in the town square. There was a car following me. Quickly send help. I'll play around with them for a minute." Marco immediately cut off the phone.


He who initially wanted to meet Icha, turned the car to the town square and just circled around there while waiting for help from Raymond. He kept a close eye on the movement of the foreign car behind him. He breathed a little relieved because he quickly realized the existence of a foreign car, before arriving at the boarding house Icha.


Until finally, he saw Raymond and some of his mercenaries block the car and had a heated argument. Marco was still watching them from a distance not too far away. Raymond's men who numbered more than the people in the foreign car managed to snuggle up and take them away from the square without any commotion so that no one around the square was suspicious on them.


Marco smiled with satisfaction. He did not know who was behind the foreign car. However, he believed in the intelligence of Raymond, his assistant. He believes Raymond will provide accurate information tomorrow.


End


"Who's the mastermind?" Marco asked briefly.


"You definitely wouldn't believe it if I mentioned his name, sir." Marco glanced sharply at Raymond.


"Don't tell Mr Christo, the mastermind?" He suspects the father of his former fiancee, Valencia. After he broke off the engagement, he never again met the middle-aged man. Marco did not interfere with his shares in Christo's company. Because Marco taught Grandpa to be professional. You need to be able to distinguish between business and personal matters. If anyone attacks you personally, destroy his person, but if anyone attacks your efforts, destroy his efforts. That was mr. LG to his favorite grandson.


"No, sir.... Mr. Christo did not dare to attack you. Instead he is grateful because you did not withdraw all shares in his company." Raymond is still playing riddles with his boss.


Marco sat on the guest sofa while propping up his chin with his hands. He frowned at the thought of something that felt very heavy. He suspected someone, but still hesitated with his suspicions.


Shortly after, he glanced at Raymond who was looking at him curiously.


"Don't tell me it's daddy?" Marco reveals his suspicions to his father. Raymond smiled slightly.


"Yes, sir, you're right. Mr. Adam is behind all this. It pays the thugs to follow you. He wants to find out about Marissa." Raymond was expressionless. "I hope you can take good care of Marissa, sir," continued Raymond who made Marco glanced at her sharply. Raymond swallowed his bitter salivation from Marco's sharp eyes.


"You don't have to teach me to protect Marissa" Marco said. "You're monitoring enough of daddy's men" he continued. He took a breath and leaned his back against the back of the sofa.


"Don't torture them too much, you're enough to overwhelm daddy because of the chaotic performance of his hired thugs." Tandas Marco was upset to remember the behavior of his father who was like a coward.


"It's just fine that grandpa doesn't trust his business on daddy. Turns out he's just a loser." he still scoffs at his dad.


"Back to your room." Marco's orders. Raymond bowed respectfully and immediately walked out, disappearing from before Marco.


Marco glanced at the clock in the dodge of his right hand. At 07.45. Marissa should have been in her room. He immediately went out and headed to where Marissa used to sit for work.


The seat is empty. However, his briefcase was already on the table and the door to the privacy room was open. Marco smiled cunningly. Without waiting for long, he entered without a sound. Icha is looking in the mirror. The sweet girl smeared liptint on her lips.


hup!


hmmmmm... Habits. Icha in the heart. This time he was not surprised as usual. In fact, he smiled to see Marco who immediately buried his face in the niche of Icha's neck. Apparently, it became Marco's favorite part if he embraced Icha.


Icha closed back her liptint bottle and hugged Marco's tightly coiled hand at her waist. Marco raised his face and looked at Icha through the mirror. His face looked peaceful and happy. This girl is amazing. He brings a positive aura to Marco's life.


"From tomorrow your task is to bring provisions for our lunch. I want you to cook for me every day." Marco Pinta. Icha scrunched her face.


"But I can't cook weird.it's usually just kampunh kayak last night" he said. "You'll be bored" he continued.


Before answering give a small kiss on Icha's cheek.


"Whatever you cook, I'll eat. You learn to cook before we get married." Marco teases Icha.


"Am I marrying you?" Icha's lips make Marco bite his ears. Icha laughs spoiled.


"I didn't ask for your consent. Don't want to, you have to."


Marco's slap made Icha laugh.


"Bas based on the forced master... " Gerrilla Icha.


Marco looked at Icha from the mirror with a serious mimic.


"Remember, from tomorrow bring me lunch." said Marco reminded. He took out an ATM card from his pocket with his right hand, while his left hand continued to circle around Icha's waist. Marco puts the card in Icha's hand.


"Listen.I will marry you soon with or without my parents' blessing. And I don't want any rejection from you." Marco's sternness made Icha speechless. He swallowed his saliva in disbelief with Marco's words. "Only one thing I ask, trust me." The loving look from Marco's eyes made Icha melt. He could no longer resist Marco's wishes. He nodded resignedly. Marco smiled happily. He kissed Icha's lips and felt the sticky liptint of Icha.


"Ck... What lipstick is this? How's the tack?" Marco's tirade wiped his lips. He deliberately diluted the atmosphere with a joke so that his girl could laugh again. And it worked. Icha laughs amusedly. He helped wipe Marco's lips.


"Don't just kiss her." Icha LEDek.


Marco just laughed and again buried his face in Icha's neck. He inhales in the fragrance of Icha's body, dips it short and releases his embrace.


"Hurry work! Watch out, if it's melting." Threaten to tease Icha and leave just like that. Icha widened her eyes.


"Iiiiih...no manners!" Shouted Icha annoyed. Marco laughed heartily without looking back again. He opens the door to Icha's privacy room and closes it again, leaving Icha with a million scolding inside.


A moment later, the sweet girl smiled. He must be smiling happily. Even her eyes were glazed. He was happy and moved to see Marco's sincere love for him.


"Take him for me, God... Give him a long life and happiness always." Pray with tears streaming down her cheeks.


Icha immediately went out and sat in the chair where she worked. Start opening your laptop and checking incoming emails. He had to read in detail the contents of the email, copy it and give it to Marco. Seriously working, he was unaware of the presence of someone in front of his desk.


"Ehem... " Icha immediately raised her head after hearing Deheman's voice. He immediately stood down respectfully to the guest in front of him.


"Miss Valencia... Can I help you?" Ask Icha in a polite tone.


"I want to meet my fiancee. Does it exist?" Icha spontaneously raised her eyebrows hearing the word fiancee from Valencia's mouth.


"Oh. i-iya, there is. Mr. Marco is, miss. Please." Icha let Valencia into Marco's room. He knocked on the door and immediately opened the door shortly after hearing the command from within to enter.


"Master... There's a guest for you." Marco, who heard Icha's voice, immediately raised his head. He frowned.


"Please come in, miss." Icha hinted at Valencia to enter Marco's room. Seeing his former fiancee coming, Marco showed an annoyed face to Icha. He realized, Icha deliberately muddy the atmosphere.


"Hi, honey.... " Sapa Valencia is still with the same name as before. Marco rolled his eyes irritated. There was a faint smile on Icha's lips, and Marco saw that small smile.


"You stay here. Help me check this file." Marco's orders when Icha says he's going outside. Icha glares threateningly at Marco. That guy doesn't care. He will avenge the actions of Icha who deliberately set him up so that he can be alone with Valencia.


Marco got up from his chair and headed towards the guest sofa.


"Hi, honey... " Calencia wanted to kiss his cheek but was immediately rejected by Marco. The sexy woman took a few steps back. Icha widened her eyes. Can't believe seeing Marco reject a bit rough Valencia shoulder.


"Stop calling me that word, Val. We don't have anything to do with it anymore." Marco firmly. He sat on a small sofa. "You." Marco's orders on Icha.


"Kok you told him to sit in your chair anyway?" Ask Valencia astonished. For a long time in knowing Marco, he never occupied Marco's office chair. But today with his own eyes, he saw Marco commanding his secretary to sit in that chair. What's the matter?


"It's none of your business." Marco's Sent. Valencia was surprised by Marco's attitude that began to be rude to him.


"Still waiting for what? You want me to sit you there?" Marco purposely snapped at Icha so that the girl would not argue. Icha is upset with him. Marco laughed in his heart.


"What are you here for?" Marco asked coldly. " If there is nothing important to discuss, you better go home. I've got a lot of work." Tukas Marco to the point at Valencia.


Icha put up a listening ear but her eyes remained fixed on the beam in her hand. Of course the concentration is everywhere. It's because of his own game.


"You've really changed, Marco." Sesal Valencia's. "I will make a reckoning with the woman who has taken you from me." Sparkling growl. Icha.


"A little bit of a scrape on his body, then I'm not reluctant to make you suffer." Threaten Marco calmly. "I'm the one who's in love with her, I'm the one who's crazy about her, and in the near future I'm going to marry her." Marco's words were like an arrow piercing the heart of Valencia. As Icha, he felt like he was in the middle of a colorful flower garden. But, he stays down.


"You are evil, Marco, 6 years as if it means nothing to you." Shouts Valencia emotion.


Marco laughed scornfully at himself.


"What do you think for 6 years, what moment did I have to maintain our relationship?" Marco's question managed to trap Valencia. The woman was silent but still sobbed sadly.


"Yes, I know I was wrong. I'm gonna fix it, baby." He began to lower his tone.


"Don't bother to fix it. I assume our relationship is broken and it won't be repaired." Marco's sarcasm is a little cruel. He deliberately told Valencia to be deterred and stop chasing him.


The woman was silent at Marco's words. He took his bag and walked out. Before he opened the door, he had a sharp glance at Icha. His vengeful look was very visible. Icha just went silent without a sound.


Seeing that Valencia was out, Marco immediately approached Icha. Slowly drawn Icha hand so that the girl stands up and rejects him to rest on the wall.


"You must be punished."


What punishment, gaezz?😀😀😀😀😀