Handsome CEO And Secret Wife
Part2 - 083. How Much Price

'When I have recorded it well .. that whatever I may not be weakened again!'

'But what is this ...?'

'I never cease to be a fool ...'

'Armetha Wulansari .. you are a fool ...!'

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At first when Rico clasped Rei's tiny hand and took his son to step into this apartment this afternoon, Rico had promised in his heart. That he should never touch Meta again by force and intimidation.

But what is the reality ...?

Once Rico's ego refuses to accept Meta's treatment, Rico bravely climbs into the same bed.

Hugging and stamp ownership over Meta's body, of course with full force.

But after that, suddenly Rico's heart softened again .. when he realized Meta chose to accept his bad treatment rather than having to fight and make Rei sleep disturbed.

Rico finally pulled himself again, with regret that bersalu in every corner of the heart.

"Sorry ..." Rico said it really.

Meta must know that he is sorry, but Rico still refuses not to embrace, even though Meta is just silent, making silence reigns for so long.

Meta keeps his back on Rico, and Rico still insists on hugging even though the rejection of the body he holds is so felt. Who initially desperately wanted to be ignored but it was not that easy.

Rico realized, he was still a Rico Chandra Wijaya. High-ego men who are not used to being rejected by anyone, arrogant men who are always fought by all women.

Lila the first person to look had never really chased after her.

Lila is beautiful, fashionable, rich, established and independent.

Lila has many advantages, and from the beginning Lila did not really need the money and attention of Rico.

Lila is a real picture of a perfect woman, who seems to be able to make all men bend their knees.

But Armetha Wulansari is not Lila. The woman had not even a fingernail tip that could match Lila.

All that makes Rico could not hold back longer to accept the fact, that he was always not considered by Meta as it is today.

Rico let go of his embrace, deciding to get up from his sleep when he realized his head was getting dizzy.

The smell of soap belonging to Meta makes it suddenly dizzy, and the softness of Meta's body in his arms as if to make Rico crazy and lost.

"Where are you going?"

Rico turned his head, but Meta kept his back.

"I'll pick Rei up, I'll pick him up in the morning ..."

"Still want to get out this late?" still keep on looking at him. "What if Rei's gonna find ..."

"Rei won't look for me. Rei also never woke up at night ..."

Rico swallowed his saliva. Seeing Meta arguing but still not looking at him, made Rico continue his delayed footsteps.

Meanwhile, Meta who realized Rico had again dragged his steps away from the bed reflex just got up.

"Don't go."

Rico's steps stopped. Looking for a moment at the face of Meta who was sitting on the bed with slightly messy hair, but unfortunately added to the aura of damage in the eyes of Rico, who then chose to continue his initial intention, but unfortunately, stay out of the Meta room.

Meta got off the bed just as Rico turned the door handle.

"Mr Rico ..."

Rico paused when he realized Meta had been standing by the door, right behind his back.

"Don't go ..." Meta does not know where he got his courage from, as he stood against Rico's eyes after the man bent down to reach for the keys of the car lying on the table.

"Why not?" rico asked flatly, noticing Meta who seemed to want to hold back his steps but his gestures looked hesitant and nervous.

"K-because .. I ... I ..."

"What's wrong with you?"

"T-no .. not me, but Rei ..." Meta's sentence sounded even more clumsy.

Meta knew that all this time Rico had always been cold to him. But the coldness of the man's gaze was now different from before.

Cold ... but like something was burning and smoldering, making Meta's head reflexively shake.

'No way ... I must have just misrepresented it ...'

Meta spoke inwardly but still Meta's heart was pounding, while denying that he had seen a terrifying desire he had found in the depths there ... deep in the depths of Rico's pair of concentrated eyes ...!

Rico was heard breathing heavily before finally approaching, grabbing Meta's wrist just like that and pulling him back.

"You shouldn't have held me back. You're really looking for trouble ...!"

Meta, who initially thought Rico would take him back to his previous room, was stunned, because the man instead of reaching for the door handle of the room where Rei was ... except the empty room door handle that is next to the original room door.

"P-Room Rico ..."

Meta tries to stomp his hand which is in Rico's grasp once his consciousness has recovered, when he realizes Rico has really taken him into the wrong room.

"Pak Rico don't joke .." muttered Meta intended to go out but his arm was blocked again.

"Sir Rico let go, It's not funny!"

His rebellion instead of making him free instead, Meta was strangled as soon as Rico desperately held his body, and put Meta's body trying to escape into the bed just like that.

As if not wanting to hear a protest sentence, the next second Rico had silenced Meta's mouth for a moment, before finally staring fixedly at Meta's reddened face.

"Nope ..." Meta shakes. Choosing to look down avoided Rico's sharp gaze, with his hunting breath. Their faces were so close, only a few inches from each other.

"Why not?" rico's voice sounded heavy, resisting the urge that was breaking down his last defensive wall.

Meta shook his head weakly. "Sir Rico .. this ... this cannot ..."

"You're my wife. Why can't I?" Rico raised his hand, tracing the base of Meta's arm that felt trembling as he touched.

"Nope ..."

"Yes .. because I'm your husband ..."

Rico mellowed those lips. Prevent rejection sentences that want to come out of there.

Meta's rejection of his touch was not heeded, because Rico continued to bully until the point the woman gave up and accepted it as she had been.

Meta knows what is going on with him. But still chose to accept the intoxicating tenderness, which this time was accompanied by Rico's two hands provoking the other parts of his body, making his entire joints as if completely paralyzed.

But when his common sense began to return, Meta felt he did not want to give up easily, despite the fact that the figure of Rico was so difficult he refused.

The feeling of love that blinded her eyes, made her body accept well all the treatment of the man who had just established herself as her husband, the one who had full rights over her, she said, unfortunately, all that is said when his passion is passionate to be fulfilled ..not because the man really considers himself a woman who deserves to be loved and loved.

Rico paused for a moment with a severed breath. Without hesitation he took off the black hoodie clad in his burly body, throwing it so casually.

But when Rico's fingers reached for Meta's pajamas, Meta had been inching backwards while shaking his head.

"Why ...?"

Meta was mute with a red face extinguished.

Rico approached, again trying to reach Meta who back inching back. "Sir Rico doesn't love me .." said Meta.

Rico snorted hearing it. "From the beginning we never talked about love. Then why is it now a matter of consideration?"

"If you don't want me then why do this ..."

"Who did I not want you ...? If you don't want to, why bring you to this room .." concluded Rico.

Rico grabs Meta's two crossed hands that seem to want to protect him, but this time Meta has insisted.

"No. .. I don't want to ..." It's like waking up from the hypnotist Meta went to the other side of the bed.

Meta's steady determination to avoid no doubt makes Rico's anger just provoked.

With a lightning-fast motion Rico pulled Meta's wrist violently.

"DEVIL!! THEN JUST CALL IT HOW MUCH IT COSTS?!!"

Rico said grimly. Frustrated with Meta's rejection.

Hearing that Meta was stunned .. reflexively his head turned towards the door, Rico's rising voice had made Meta so worried if it could disturb Rei who was asleep right next to the room, to the extent that Meta forgot that Rico had just thrown his pride into the abyss of humiliation ...

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