LOVE YASMIN

LOVE YASMIN
Marcell's Punishment


Yasmin walked into a fancy restaurant, the woman headed towards the VIP Room according to the arrangement with someone.


"Am I late?" yasmin said that she had just entered the room.


"No Miss" replied a man who was waiting for her.


"So how? did you get the information?" Yasmin enthusiast.


"He had time to go to various countries Miss. first he went to Australia, England, Brazil, and lastly he went to the Netherlands, and until now he settled in the Netherlands, he settled in the Netherlands, because he was married to a businessman from the country" he explained.


"Did you get the address?" Yasmin looked expectantly at the detective.


"Sure Miss, he settled in the city of Leiden, and has a son, aged 7. Here's his full address" after which thrust a piece of paper containing the address as well as an envelope containing his search results.


"Is this information valid?" Yasmin.


"Of course Miss, I guarantee the info I get a hundred percent right, will not miss a bit" sure that what he did was very right and right on target.


"Alright, thank you very much for your help" Yasmin said sincerely. "This is in return for you" Yasmin gave a brown envelope containing some money as payment for her services.


"Thank you Miss, you can call me back if you need help" said the man pleased with the payment Yasmin gave.


"Hem, go" Yasmin kicked him out, and the man walked out of the room.


"I got you Mom" muttered Yasmin to open the contents of the envelope given by the detective.


"You look so happy, it's worth forgetting me" Yasmin saw a snide photo of her mother along with her new family.


"I'll surprise you, my dear mother" Yasmin said with a sharp eye.


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"Yes, where have you been?" reprimand Marcell when Yasmin just got out of the elevator.


"I went to lunch, sir, what's wrong?"


"You didn't take me?"


"Sorry, I suddenly wanted to eat something. So I forgot to tell you" Yasmin formal fashion.


"It's good that you forgot me" he sulked, staring resentfully at Yasmin.


"Well I'll ask Dion to order you lunch" Yasmin said.


"Yes...!!" exclaimed Marcell, who did not want his lunch taken care of by Dion's assistant.


"So what do you want?" Yasmin threw her bag on the table and her hands were now ruffled.


"I don't know, it's up to you" Marcell threw away his face.


"Why are you? like a woman who was pms alone" Yasmin was confused as to why Marcell was acting like that.


"You..." Marcell stared intently at Yasmin. "I don't care" angry Marcell then returned to his room. Yasmin stared in wonder at the closed door.


"I am why? why get angry just because Yasmin didn't take me to lunch? why get angry just because Yasmin told Dion to prepare my lunch?" Marcell wondered in his heart.


"I'd better get back to work" he murmured and turned on the computer and the laptop on his desk.


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Tok.dok...


The door to Marcell's room opened and Yasmin walked in by pushing a food trolley for Marcell as he ordered many types of food for the Boss.


"Eat first, I don't know what you want to eat, so I ordered some of your favorite menus" Yasmin said without further ado.


"You didn't listen to me Mr. Marcello Regananta" exclaimed Yasmin, not seeing any reaction from Marcell. "Well if you don't want to eat, I'll take him out and eat with Dion and Nadya" Yasmin's fishing rod now grabbed the trolley to encourage her.


"How dare you" cried Marcell immediately approached Yasmin and held the trolley.


"What's? you ignored me earlier, and I don't like that. So step aside let me out" Yasmin annoyed.


"You ignored me first Yas, you went to lunch without me" he said.


"My world wasn't always about you, Mr. Regan"


"You're mine, everything in her body is mine and mine, which means your world is just me" Marcell grabbed Yasmin's nape and kissed Yasmin's lips violently, Marcell doesn't accept that Yasmin's world isn't about Marcell.


"I'll punish you" Marcell dragged Yasmin into his room without letting go of her kiss.


"You're driving me crazy Yas" Marcell immediately pierced the body of Yasmin who is now struggling to fight.


"Marcell you didn't lock the door" Yasmin reminded Marcell.


"Who cares" said Marcell who has now explored the beautiful mountains of Yasmin. And make Yasmin lulled into his game.


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"Where did Mr Regan go? it's food as well as his not yet touched" murmured Dion into his old study room carrying some documents that required Marcell's signature.


Aahh.you are so tight...


ahh faster Marcell...


******* and Marcell and Yasmin related moans heard by Dion.


"Damn it.." said Dion realized what his Master was doing.


"Based on Boss luknut, my holy brain is already polluted" Dion murmured out of his Boss' room with a dead red face.


"Mr Dion" greeted Nadya who saw Dion coming out of Marcell's room.


"What's wrong?" ketus.


"Is there a Mr Regan in Mr Yasmin's room? I looked for him from earlier but did not meet" complained Nadya.


"Mr Regan and Ms. Yasmin are in an important meeting and cannot be interrupted for another two hours. What's up?" Dion is now starting to be good at beautiful leads, a new talent that he could never spend when he was in school.


"Ah.... I see, Ms. Yasmin said to meet her when I was done from the toilet, but now she's meeting with Mr. Regan" Nadya lowered her head.


"You go back to your study, and wait for Miss Yasmin there" Dion passed by leaving Nadya, she had to immediately prepare a change of clothes for the two people who were burning inside instead.


"I need a man and woman's work suit as usual, it should be up to before thirty minutes" Dion ordered at someone on the other end of the phone, then turned off the call unilaterally.


"That voice is even more terrible than Susana's laughter and Rose's mother's voice, how can it still ring in my ears?" muttered Dion in the heart. Closing his eyes and resuscitating his back in his chair, Dion tried to repel the sound of the luknuts accidentally entering his ears, actually only for a moment he heard, but he did not, but it looks like his brain records and stores the sound so neatly that it always echoes in his eardrum.


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At the end of the family room, there was a conversation between a mother and her daughter, while the father and his sister just listened.


"You agree you're engaged to Marcell?" ask the mother about her child.


"But he's player Mah, I'm afraid he's not loyal" said his son.


"Where did you know she was Laura's player? Mama's sure he's a good guy, it's just that a lot of women around him want his, as well as his money"


"But Mah..."


"At the same time you're new here, you don't know him very well either, Mama believes it's just the bird news spread by her business competitors" said Mama Hana.


"Why are you urging our daughter Hana? after all Laura just knew him" said Papa Bram.


"That's what I mean, Pah, let Laura and Marcell get engaged so Laura has time to get to know Marcell more closely, and make Marcell fall in love with Laura. I'm very sure our beautiful and smart daughter can win and melt Marcell's heart, so that Marcell will never glance at other women" Mama Hana believes.


"Do you agree, honey? you like Marcell?" ask Papa Bram to Laura.


"Yes, I like it" Laura replied shyly.


"What did Mama say? besides we also know Marcell's parents very well, Mama's sure Marcell won't mess around after you're engaged" Mama Hana, happy to hear her daughter's question.


"Did Brother Marcell agree to be engaged to me?" doubt Laura.


"Give it to Mama, Mama will not make Mama's favorite daughter disappointed" Mama Hana hugged Laura tightly.


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