Hot Mommy's Passion Trap
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"For what else? Why is it that Mr Arthur is turning into such a child? Poor Miss Shanum," muttered Leo.

Even though what Arthur asked was out of sync with Leo's mind and heart, the man still could not argue anything. He still left all his work to ask Bu Reka to call Shanum.

"Shanum again? I'll just give you another cleaning service, okay?" haggar Bu Reka, he was afraid that the incident last night happened again. The existence of this summoning further strengthened his belief, that it was not Shanum who teased his Boss.

"You know for yourself, our company is hot because of the news on social media. If Shanum comes to Mr. Arthur's room, isn't it the same as justifying the skewed news? Maybe the other employees will hate Shanum even more," said Bu Reka, expressing what he is worried about at this time.

Leo took a long breath. "I also think about what you think, Mom. But, you should already know enough about the character of Mr. Arthur, right? He wants Shanum, yes Shanum." Leo looked at the sad face of the old woman in front of him. Clearly, there was a lot that the woman was worried about.

"It seems, you love Miss Shanum very much," said Leo intending to lace up.

Bu Reka looked over from her daydream. Then he nodded with his very serious face. "True, I really love that woman. Poor him to bear it all alone. And, now it should even swallow bitter. I've made a mistake with him, and that's enough" replied Bu Reka, he's still thinking about Shanum's fate.

Hearing the woman's words, Leo also felt guilty towards Shanum. But, what can he do? Felt, nothing at all.

"Mother ... know what happened between them last night?" leo asked in a soft voice, staring fixedly at the face of Bu Reka who immediately nodded.

"I've been serving at Arthur Group for a long time. Where may not know the behavior of Mr. Arthur," he replied later.

"Take Shanum into Mr. Arthur's room immediately, ma'am. We can't find trouble with him." Leo gets out of there. The longer they stay inside, the more guilt they feel towards Shanum.

Shanum who was mopping the bathroom suddenly poured a bucket of water by employees who had been eaten with rumors circulating. Shanum could only be speechless, watching the three employees with his sharp gaze.

"What's? You gonna hit us?" challenge a long-haired woman with red blushing lipstick. "Please! As for you an********, do you think we're afraid of you?" the woman again sat in a cross.

"Miss, I don't want to look for trouble with you" said Shanum, continuing to mop with his soaked body. Shanum paid no heed to their gazes that were increasingly intending to bully Shanum.

"You think you're that good?" short-haired female sergeant. Maybe, rightly said the parents, people who invite noisiness, will be more emotional if not cared. And, now Shanum felt it himself.

Shanum did not say, he closed his own mouth. Trying to refrain from telling even though his heart had hurt to hear their abuse. Shanum continued mopping the increasingly slippery floor because of the water splash earlier.

"Basic fucking woman!" squealing a woman Shanum doesn't know who is because of her back.

"Aw!" Shanum squealed in pain. As he was in a slightly bent position, his back was kicked with the hills that his opponent was using. Shanum was sitting on the floor, his forehead hitting the wall elbow. Shanum closed his eyes as the pain and pain raced to be felt.

"Therefore, so ******no prettiness!" they shouted, then they laughed out loud. Not caring about Shanum who grimaced and complained in pain.

Shanum's back hurt from the kick from the woman, his butt hurts from sitting down, and his forehead hurts from being hit. But, again and again Shanum did not want to look for because. He chose silence, limping to pick up the hilt of his mop. Without saying anything, Shanum continued mopping her even though she grimaced occasionally due to a cut on her forehead that drained blood.

"Look! ****** that's so powerful. It has been hurt so much that it is still strong. It's fair that he wasn't afraid to tease Mr. Arthur, even willing to straddle and flaunt his smelly possessions to get what he wanted!" the other lips.

"I'm very upset to see the woman***** this damn thing!" one of them went towards Shanum. His position, Shanum was still turning his back on them.

As the woman's footsteps drew closer, Shanum immediately turned around. He pulled his mop towards the woman who was walking towards him. The end of the mop handle was right in the woman's stomach.

"You! You hurt me!" screeching the woman, she did not realize that she had kicked Shanum to the point of falling down earlier.

"Miss, why do you like to tease others so much? I'm working, you guys too. But, why even look for things here?" said Shanum, his sharp gaze fixed looking at the three women who were increasingly angry to see Shanum who was so brave to fight.

"But your dirty work pisses us off. You think, by flirting with Mr. Arthur, you can step up to replace Bu Reka? Or, you dream of becoming a madam? Hmh! You shameless woman!" they both hate Shanum.

The two remaining women charged towards Shanum. They thought, because of the two of them, that they could defeat Shanum and make the woman a deterrent. In fact, they were not able to handle Shanum who was only alone.

As his two opponents approached to injure him again, Shanum refused the woman's stomach which was still glued in place with the end of the mop handle. The woman retreated and fell down, clutching her stomach in pain.

Shanum threw the mop he was holding in any direction. He pulled the hand of the long-haired woman who was about to slap him, twisting the woman's hand backwards, locking her movements. Next to Shanum's hand again curled the neck of his enemy.

Quickly, Shanum kicked the woman who was still heading towards him with her right foot. His movements were so fast and agile, making the three of them unable to stop the action they had already started.

"Sha, you're too much! You hurt us!" squealing the woman who was still Shanum twisted her hand.

"Then you forgot what you guys did to me?" Shanum was getting stronger curling his enemy's neck.

"On what basis can you say to me? May beat me? You're immune to the law?"

"I'm sorry, Sha! Forgive us. Don't... report us to the police!" beg the three of them while crying and pleading with Shanum.

"Ckl!" Shanum threw down the woman he was nipping. His head was also beginning to turn.

Before leaving, Shanum tidied up his cleaning equipment. In front of the door, Shanum stopped and looked back.

"I don't like looking for trouble like you do. Nor do you like serving people like you. But, that doesn't mean I can be trampled!"

As soon as he arrived inside their special resting room, Shanum sat down next to Rima. His colleagues who saw Shanum's state immediately approached the woman.

"Loh, Sha, what's wrong with you?" They looked at Shanum who was drenched, messy hair, dull and sour face, his right hand holding his back, and his left hand holding his butt. His bleeding forehead became the center of attention.

"Wait a minute, I'll get you a p3k box!" someone was running around picking up a p3k box located at the end of the room.

Slowly they treated the wound on Shanum's forehead, giving a new uniform to Shanum who was already shivering.

"In the meantime, I'll make you some hot tea." Rima walked up and ran towards the pantry.

"Thank you, you're very kind" said Shanum, drinking Rima's warm tea.

"What is it you are really doing? Honestly, somebody's got to fuck you, right?" urged Shanum's colleague who seemed to be able to read the situation through Shanum's facial line.

"Shanum, come to my room for a moment!" call Bu Reka, go straight back to her room.

Shanum walked behind him. Still limping while holding his back.

"Yes, Mom, what's wrong?" shanum asked, standing in front of Bu Reka's desk.

"Sha, what's wrong with you?" ask Bu Reka worried.

"Inadvertently tweezers when mopping, Mom. The floor is slippery," Shanum lied.

"Sha, you are asked to go to Mr. Arthur's room" said Bu Reka.

Shanum fell silent, looking as if the woman took a deep breath. His gaze hinted at rejection. But still he can't do it.

"Now, Ma?" ask Shanum.

Bu Reka nodded.

"Okay, Mom, I'll go there first."

Shanum's feelings were restless, his heart and logic in unison refused to come to meet Arthur. But can he do rejection? Of course not, right? Who is he, what degree can he refuse the request of the CEO? Just regular cleaning service.

The uneasiness was growing when he was right in front of the man's door. It was enough that Shanum passed through the streets full of thorns, the gazes of the people around him who continued to look at Shanum like a pile of thorns that hurt and stab his legs until injured. But, how could Shanum scold those thorns. He himself forced his way in the field of thorns.

"Do you want what?" Sena prevented, from knowing from whom he got the report regarding Shanum who came there.

Shanum who felt pain all over his body felt sprained when his path was blocked so. He should be able to hurry up, now there is even a barrier that makes it not to the point.

"You go to Mr. Arthur's room" Shanum replied, no hospitality attached to his face.

"can't. Why do you like flirting with men so much? You don't want to get kicked out by Mr Arthur?" jolt Sena, looking at Shanum from top to bottom with his arrogance.

"I don't want to come here. But, how else. Mr. Arthur asked me to come here. So get out of the way, beautiful Miss Sena!" ketus Shanum, hit Sena's body so that the woman away from her path.

"Curtain! What is more of him, anyway? Why is he preferred by Mr Arthur?" furious Sena, could only clench her hands.

There are many ways that Sena has done, none of them have worked.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

The sound of knocking on the door surprised Arthur who was playing his gadget to check the incoming gm*il.

"Lake in!" Arthur doesn't care much. He didn't think it was Shanum.

"Said Bu Reka, you called me. What's up, Mister?" shanum asked, he who was walking in limp was enough to grab Arthur's attention. Especially when Arthur looked at Shanum's face with a small bandage on his forehead.

"Yes. I'm calling you." Arthur chose not to care about the state of the woman.

"Is there anything I can help you with, sir? Would you like some coffee?" ask Shanum.

"Not to make any pleasantries. I'm sure you must have seen the news circulating on social media, right?" Arthur looked at Shanum's body, from top to bottom. The gentleman's glare made Shanum feel uncomfortable.

"It." Shanum answered briefly.

"How do I handle it? That would be tantamount to defaming the company!" said Arthur.

"I don't know what to do. Before the video went viral, I was already harmed, you were the one who knew the most about it. After the video went viral, I was also the most harmed here," Shanum said.

Arthur smiled. "I can remove it. But, I-i"

"Sorry, sir, I no longer need your help!" cut Shanum down without giving Arthur a chance to continue his speech again.

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