Let Me Love Your Wife (Not an Ex)
Tiger Out of Cage

At exactly 08:00 a.m., Maverick set foot in Shan Senor. Although inwardly smiling happily, but he put a cold face in front of the employees, including David— his right hand.

"If a guest from Arkatama has arrived, direct it to my room" Maverick told David. They were already in the elevator.

"Good, Sir." David nodded obediently.

After the elevator doors opened, Maverick came out and headed for his room, as did David.

Maverick sits in his chair while checking marketing reports related to recently launched products. Maverick smiled in satisfaction as the company's achievements continued to rise. From time to time the business he manages is growing.

While Maverick was still busy with his duties, David reported that guests from Arkatama had already arrived.

"Send here!" Maverick.

After David's departure, Maverick smiled slanted.

"You're so reckless, Reyvan," he murmured softly.

Shortly after, a tall and handsome young man walked into his room. Who else if not Reyvan. With a cold and sharp gaze, the man immediately sat before him.

"Good morning, Mr. Rey. What brings you here? Want to work together or___"

"Don't talk! You know exactly what my goal is!" concluded Reyvan with a high tone.

Maverick laughed, "Yes, yes, yes. I know you're not a person who jokes."

"You married Elle because her face was similar to Devara, your ex-wife. That way, you can lie to your son. You married Elle to break the public's assumption that you were gay" Reyvan said at the core.

Maverick nibbled at his temple, "Then?"

"Your baby isn't premature, but he was there before you got married. You admit that his health is disturbed, but he is not. That's why you kept her privacy so the public wouldn't be aware of your lies." Reyvan paused his sentence for a moment. "You were married at 39 and before that you were never in a relationship with a woman. For a big guy who has everything like you, it's very strange" he said.

"You know a lot about me, Mr. Rey. Very great!" Maverick smiled again.

"Devara is not your real wife. She's just a surrogate mother to give birth to your child. You ... are indeed gay," Reyvan said with squeaking eyes.

Maverick stood up while putting both hands in his pants pocket. His response was very relaxed, even he did not refute Reyvan's accusations.

Reyvan stood up. With a still sharp gaze, he snapped at Maverick.

"Let go Elle! Don't take him in your disgusting drama of life. You used her family and me to threaten Elle. Your attitude is a reflection of a coward!"

Maverick was still relaxed, even he greeted Reyvan with a slow tone.

"Initially .. I did intend to use you to threaten him. I've been working with Mr. Linzy to launch this action. But then I realized. You're not that special in his heart. Your destruction wasn't an important thing that made him dare to make a big decision."

"You___" growled Reyvan.

"Don't be so naive, Mr. Rey. Elle's love isn't as big as you think. She .. wants to marry me for this guy, not you." Maverick took a photograph from a drawer and placed it on a table, in front of Reyvan.

Reyvan flinched for a moment.

"This man." Reyvan sat there and took the photo.

The man in the photo is Alroy. Reyvan knows he's Elle's older brother. However, one thing that makes Reyvan surprised, namely his condition. In the photo it is clear that Alroy is sitting in a wheelchair, next to a gurney. His body was clad in the patient's typical clothes and his left hand was fitted with an infusion slang.

"Alroy, what happened to him?" inner Reyvan.

"Three years ago, Om Andress and Alroy had a terrible accident. His car rattled and almost fell into the abyss. A tragedy that put Om Andress in a coma for two months and eventually died. On the other hand, the tragedy also left Alroy paralyzed until now. It cost a lot to make her recover, which is why Elle wants to marry me. Because that way, I bear the cost," said Maverick, which then makes Reyvan more surprised.

"You don't talk carelessly!" sahut Reyvan's.

According to Elle, Alroy is taking care of his personal business in Spain. For more than two years, he has not visited Indonesia. That's why, Reyvan has never met in real.

"Speaking carelessly?" Maverick raised both his eyebrows while smiling lightly.

"Don't .. something this big you don't know either, Mr. Rey," Maverick continued.

"If you don't believe me, just ask Elle. Because I'm kind, I'll let you meet him. But ... keep your limits!" connect Maverick. This time, he clasped Reyvan's shoulder.

Again Reyvan did not answer, just turned away to avoid Maverick's gaze. The adult man chuckled, as if Reyvan's behavior was something funny.

"If you understand how Elle feels about you, it's good to get your business done. You don't want to, do you, continue to be shackled in unrequited love?" Maverick spoke again.

"Deliver!" snapped Reyvan while brushed off the rough hand Maverick who still holds his shoulder.

Maverick laughed, then sat in the chair without any guilt. He folded his arms and raised one leg, while the gaze remained fixed on Reyvan's face.

"There's a woman as beautiful as Elle, it's stupid to still love a handsome guy out there. That's also if I'm really gay" Maverick said.

"You___"

"Harta, looks, power, everything I have. How many days do you think it took Elle to fall in love with me?" maverick.

This time, Reyvan did not answer a word. He went straight to Maverick and grabbed his shirt collar. With a quick movement, Reyvan pulled Maverick's body and lashed a hard punch on his face. Not quite once, Reyvan did it up to three times. Maverick's nose and lip angle to bleed.

"Basic jerk! You coward!" ryvan snapped with a hunting breath.

Maverick smiled wryly, then rubbed the blood on the corner of his lips with the back of his hand.

"Very barbaric, exactly like the labile ABG," Maverick murmured.

Reyvan raised his hand and was about to land his fist again. However, Maverick swiftly held back. With a slanted smile, Maverick reached into his pants pocket and picked up the gun he had stored there.

"You release your own grip or ... need my help?" Maverick.

Reyvan growled and let go of his grip violently, until Maverick's body staggered back. In this second, there was one more thing that made Reyvan more emotional, namely a gun.

Reyvan recalls the incident some time ago, when Elle came to him and threatened suicide. Elle also had a gun. At first, Reyvan thought the gun belonged to Elle's parents. But now his guess is broken. The gun doesn't belong to Elle's parents, it belongs to Maverick.

"Elle dared to borrow a gun on him. How close is their relationship?" inner Reyvan.

"Mr Rey, you___"

"Suck!" Reyvan shouted while kicking the chair that had been occupied, hard enough, to the point that it was thrown and collided with the wall.

"Wow! Your strength is incredible, Mr. Rey," Maverick joked, chuckling.

"Because I'm not a coward like you!" snapped Reyvan.

Without waiting for Maverick's response, Reyvan walked straight out of the room. She vented her emotions by slamming the door. The thump was quite loud, even the employees who were nearby had soared.

"Just be angry as you please, but you won't be able to fight me. Ahh, don't fight back, just find my man you can't. Reyvan, Reyvan, your game is still not far away, not at all comparable to me." Maverick smiled as he rubbed the blood on the corner of his lips.

"If only you could get information about Mama Papa. Then you know they died at my hands. About .... Do you still dare to come here?" connect Maverick. His mind glared back to the past, the dark times that kept him stuck in his darkest spot.

Shortly after, a bang was heard again, very loud and as if shaking the room. Maverick was surprised and jumped out of place. Apparently, it's still Reyvan's doing. No matter how much energy he exerted, the door of Maverick's room was broken in one kick.

"Sir Rey, where's your manners?" maverick growled, but received no response from Reyvan. The man passed by after glancing at him.

"It seems like the expression 'crazy for love' is indeed true," Maverick murmured while holding back his annoyance.

"Sir, I'm sorry I came late. Are you okay?" David approached Maverick in a hurry.

"There's a little tiger coming out of the cage" Maverick said.

"Your nose and lips are wounded, sir. Let me___"

"I'm fine. You better take care of my door. I can't work with an open door" Maverick cut. He glanced towards the door whose handle had almost slipped off.

"Good, Sir."

Seriate...