LOVE PAID IN CASH

LOVE PAID IN CASH
Smells Not Good


"In the meantime, it looks like something needs to be straightened out. I never declared that I love or like Lela, so ...."


"Already Mr. Arka, we are adult men. Everything can happen without love. My son likes Mr. Arka and we can also have a profitable cooperation. So the upper abdomen and lower abdomen are equally fulfilled. I'm sure, long time Mr. Arka also love with my son."


"I'm sorry, but we can't continue this discussion. Me and Mr. Anjay already have differences in dealing with problems and need to know Mr. Anjay I am married."


"Then my problem, how?" ask Anjay.


"I can't decide, like Mr. Anjay said that we work together. So the decision is in the hands of the owner of the company."


Anjay leaves Arka with a fierce face, his plan fails. He decided to find another way to deal with the problem.


...***...


Two months later.


Arka and Mihika are increasingly inseparable, of course it is when at home. In the office the two are still acting as directors and personal assistants (restrictions and subordinates, again below, 🀣🀣).


Arka and Mihika are getting busy because Johan has made a report related to budget fraud. There are even names that have been called by the police regarding this issue. Make the office atmosphere hotter and accuse each other. Some work starts to fall apart, eventually Mae and Mihika get more roles to overcome this.


"Pak Arka stepped aside," said Mihika. The two were sitting side by side on the sofa, checking the progress report of the project in progress. But Arka starts to misbehave, hugging even her hand engrossed in touching the sensitive part of Mihika's body.


"Darling, you look sexier. More can be held" whispered Arka.


Mihika squinted her eyes, "Say I'm fat. Pake muji if I'm all sexy."


"Seriously, baby, we're playing here."


"Sir Arka don't be weird, it's in the office and I'm concerned about this" Mihika pointed to the documents before her. "What if someone comes in?"


Arka smiled mischievously at his wife's reply. Refuse but worry about the situation. "I locked the door. Mae's going to head office, there's a file that Mr. Johan is waiting for. No one will suspect that Mae is going there and no one will dare to enter suddenly" Arka said as her hand guerrillaized on Mihika's body.


Arka grabbed the paper sheet in Mihika's hand and placed it on the table. Then he threw his wife's body on the sofa they were sitting on.


"Sir Ark."


"St." Uncovering the skirt his wife wore. Mihika can only surrender to Arka's wishes. Furthermore, Mihika can only mendesshah tirih enjoy the touch and self-unification done by Arka.


"Oh baby, I .. will be there." The two take turns to get the peak of pleasure, interrupted by his busyness.


"It looks like we have to do it here a lot, the sensation is different" Arka said, mending her clothes. Mihika did not make a sound, her face showed something uncomfortable with her body.


Sniff the worn blouse by raising his hand. Then bring his face closer to Arka's body.


"Why? Want again?"


"Ishh, Mr Arka changing perfume huh? The smell is different" Mihika said, shifting her sitting position and closing her nose.


"No, it's a regular perfume. Still fragrant, or less fragrant?"


"From what, not good gini. It smells different" Mihika lamented.


"Well, I'll change the perfume. Just choose which one, I'll wear." Arka re-reads the pending sheet.


Instead of concentration, Mihika felt a turmoil in her stomach. Rushed towards the toilet and pulled out his stomach. The worried Ark, caught up with Mihika. "Why you?" While massaging Mihika's neck.


"Pak Arka stepped aside, Pak Arka's perfume smelled bad. I'm nauseous."


"Bahh."


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