Lady Rose, His Lover
Horrible woman
Someone was walking in the hallway of a hotel. The carpet pad muffled the sound of knocking his shoes to the floor. The figure with pocky hair was wearing a face wasker to cover up his identity.
He walks quietly. Keep both hands in the jacket pocket, to hide the cold sweaty soles.
The bad results obtained, he still had to report. And Zayn, knows right now who he's up against.
Yep! It was Zayn. The masculine woman who was walking under the dim light of the yellow light, the hallway of the hotel.
It's true what Anggie said, if her lover had just solved the border problem. But it was only used as an alibi, because the main purpose was to meet this one person.
He deliberately took on this task, so that he could get out of the headquarters. But in fact, he is not willing to leave. Because, it feels, still not satisfied he watched an exciting show there.
He still wanted to see how Rose was so devastated because it continued to be cornered. As well as, how Ben was blamed and cornered, with the mess he did himself. Also.how the headquarters was destroyed.
There was a glint of ambition in his eyes that squinted. Something blazing like a bonfire that grew after being doused in gasoline.
Honey, when he left, when he wasn't there, bad news he found. Although according to plan, the woman was severely blasphemed but the end that occurred was not as expected.
It was a good ending they all had. Even reinforcements came to further convince the innocent Rose.
And only then did Zayn learn that Rose was not an indiscriminate woman. He didn't think it would all end like this. With the punishment that was given. Who would have thought if Rose had an ingenious brain, to have an idea to cut the salary of his colleagues.
Heh! The masculine woman snorted, she smiled cynically. In fact, the situation there, now it's fine. And lovers who want to destroy even more harmonious and romantic.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
His clenched fingers knocked at a wide, sturdy wooden door. Then he put his fist back in his jacket pocket.
He needs to wait. But just a few moments later, the door opened from the inside. A handsome young man appeared in the room.
The room that when just opened the door, already looks its splendor.
“Log in! Miss is waiting for you inside!” he said to Zayn without further ado. Like he already knew who was coming.
The young man was wearing only kimono pajamas. Rope tie in the middle of the waist. The altetic body and field chest wriggled, hiding behind it.
If Zayn had been a normal woman, he might have been fascinated. Being seduced by the beautiful look and shape also shook the soul. A handsome face wrapped in that cold expression, was actually challenging.
Unfortunately, he was not tempted at all by it. Only an indifferent look came out from the look in those eyes.
Zayn entered the room, after being opened the door by the young man.
Zayn nodded his head at the young man as respect and his gesture that he understood. Stepping past, the masculine woman went inside.
As soon as the door was closed by the young man, Zayn also arrived right in front of a woman. He sat leaning back, holding his foot on the other leg. His hand was holding a long-stemmed glass.
The woman made a slight movement. So, the red wine that was inside, swayed and spun.
“You're late!” sapa is indifferent. Then sip a deep red drink in the hand.
“Sorry, Miss!” Subjugated head. Zayn tried to hide his trembling eyes.
The woman, just by looking at him alone had already given off a thick aura that was quite pressing. Zayn thought it was the same taste that Ben gave him every time people looked at him.
His gaze was cruel, unfeeling. His thin lips were indifferently framed with red lipstick. Apparently charming, majestic, and everything that was on him was beautiful.
In one look, the impression obtained is a cruel, beautiful and charming woman.
“You failed this time!” he moved his feet that were still. And again tasted the bitter taste combined sweet and bitter red wine.
“I can't control the situation because I have to get out of base, Miss!” Zayn. Still lowering his head. He only glanced at the woman, who was now sitting turned away from him.
“Heh! You mean you blame me?” Keep the woman's lips out of the glass. Then glance with annoyance.
Hc! With just that kind of look, Zayn had to hold his breath in his throat. After all, she was like a female demon.
The nails are painted green, tapping on the belly of a distended glass. Her net looked out the wide glass window. Yet it felt, as if he had other eyes to continue suppressing Zayn's courage.
The masculine woman gulped with a suckling mouthful. Zayn let out a trembling fist as the woman got up and started walking towards him.
Sure enough! The woman touched Zayn's shoulder, then walked around him. But for Zayn, it was like he was being skinned slowly.
The beautiful woman stopped right next to him. Not moving his hands from Zayn's shoulders, facing each other.
He leaned on his body until his lips reached Zayn's ears.
“Destroy the woman and keep her away from my man side! Then I will continue to help you to take over that place!” the woman whispered, and deliberately pressed, gripping Zayn's shoulder with her sharp nails.
Like an eagle gripping a prey with its claws. Then the woman went from there, until she saw a sore ringis on Zayn's face.
Heh! The corner of his lips was satisfied when he turned his back to Zayn.
The woman walked towards the young man, who had not been aware that he had been standing not far from them. And even Zayn didn't realize that the kimono pajamas they were wearing were the same.
Zayn could also see the young man's gaze soften as he looked at the violent woman who had just injured his shoulder.
Aye! There was a sharp pain at some point that the woman was stuck in. Must have been a scuff on his shoulder by now.
After all, he was already like a long-nailed mage! What a horrible woman!
Zayn wanted to curse, wanted to scold, but all of it was stuck only in the throat. This is just a picture of the female version of Ben, according to him.
The two immediately clenched each other. Sharing warmth with a body that is tightly stuck. The woman's gaze momentarily turned sensual as she looked at the young man.
He even kissed the young man's lips for a moment. As if it did not matter, did not consider Zayn's presence there at all. The young man smiled and accepted the brief kiss with pleasure.
The woman's hand came in, peeling the young man's kimono on the chest. He grabbed the chest of the youth field, then threw a glance towards Zayn again.
“You must know what I want? I will stay here until my goal is reached,”talked to him as he continued to caress the young man's chest.
Surprisingly, Zayn caught a flash of hate when the woman spoke just now. But Zayn, did not want to think about it. That's none of his business!
“Arrange plans so I can meet my man, as soon as possible!” the horrible woman's orders. Absolutely must be done.
Despite having to endure the trembling, Zayn still replied calmly. Fortunately, his face mask was not opened. So the face of the pajas is not really obvious at the moment.
“Good, Miss!” zayn's nod understood.
“Then you can go!” orders again. That sounds like a shooing tone. His mischievous hands were running around in the guy's pajamas.
Guerrilla, fingering around the chest to the center of his stomach.
“Nona wants to continue that, hem?” whispered the man behind the woman's ear.
“Of course!” challenge her with a sensual ravishing look.
“I excuse me!” Reluctant to see the disgusting thing further, Zayn preferred to go from there.
While walking out of that hotel room, inwardly, Zayn wondered. Is that woman sick? Why was she so fond of her leader, whereas that woman was so enjoying her company with another man?!
Zayn really can't find the answer right now?!
While walking, rubbed his shoulder that feels pain due to the grip of the woman, earlier. Then his head turned to the side. Zayn thought, The woman's face looks like someone.
Seriate…
Sorry yes, semalem is not an update again,,
Want to meet the horrible woman? Wait for the next chapter, yeah
Keep strong and healthy everything