Not Just an Obsession
Chapter 24: Bratt's House
Alea ran as hard as she could out of the nightclub and walked on the sidewalk without any direction while crying. His memory of the sight of the husband he loved, he believed was riding another woman is still very fresh in his memory.
"You are evil Mas Jonas!! You have the heart, Mas!! I'm looking after myself just for you, but it turns out you're..." Alea said while crying.
Byuuurs...
As if understanding what Alea was feeling, the sky let down its rain to accompany Alea let off her tears.
Alea was crying very loudly as the rain soaked her body.
Thiins... Thiins.. Thiins. The sound of car horns.
"Alea!! You're gi*la! Do you want to get sick!" Shouted Bratt in the car as he looked at Alea who let her body in the rainwater.
Bratt got out of the car with an umbrella in his hand.
"Come on, get in my car!" Take Bratt with Alea's hand.
Alea immediately brushed off Bratt's hand.
"Let me alone, sir!!" Reject Alea.
"Don't be stupid!! A man like your husband doesn't deserve to cry! Come aboard!" Jerk Bratt.
"I don't want to! Let me alone, sir!" Reply Alea was no less shouting.
"Haish!!" Grumpily Bratt.
The furious Bratt closed the umbrella and carried the bridal Alea by force and put Alea in the car and tied Alea with a seatbelt to keep Alea from escaping.
After making sure Alea couldn't escape, Bratt quickly got into the car and started the engine and drove his car to his house.
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It was not until twenty minutes that the car that Bratt was driving arrived at his house.
"Let's get down." Take Bratt after turning off the car engine and unbuckling the seat belt.
"This is where Sir?" Alea asked looking at the luxurious mansion that was in front of her.
Bratt helped Alea open the seatbelt that Bratt fastened to Alea's body.
"Let's get down." Take Bratt once again.
Alea got out of the car and they walked into Bratt's house.
Arriving inside the house, Alea stopped in the living room as her eyes looked at such a large central space. There is a mini bar, pool table, fitness equipment, as well as a sofa and a large television in the living room.
"Why stand there? Let's get your body cleaned up, you'll be sick!" Bratt.
And Bratt's voice managed to make Alea turn her eyes to Bratt.
"Where is your master taking me?" Ask Alea.
"Why did you even ask! Well, it's my room!" Bratt said, drawing Alea by the hand, and they walked up the stairs to Bratt's room. There were only two rooms upstairs, one Bratt's private room and one Bratt intentionally vacated, which Bratt had no idea what the room would be.
Chequek. Bratt opened his bedroom door and then danced Alea into his room. Over and over again, Alea's eyes failed to focus on the interior and the size of her boss's enormous private room. It can be said, Bratt room size is the same as the size of the apartment unit.
"That's the bathroom, take a shower so you don't get sick!" Bratt's orders while pointing at the bathroom door.
Alea was silent and seemed doubtful.
"Don't think anything! There are no hidden cameras in the bathroom!" Bratt said as he looked at the doubts in Alea.
That's not why Alea was silent.
"Not that Sir, I just feel it's inappropriate to use your bathroom, you're my boss." Alea said revealing her unpleasant taste.
"Only this bathroom has a complete toiletry. The bathroom below was nothing. Because I live alone in this house." Reply Bratt.
"Have a shower there! We're not in the office, so don't make the distance between us!" Bratt said again.
Alea nodded her head then walked slowly towards the bathroom Bratt pointed at. As for Bratt, he walked towards the dressing room and looked for a change of clothes for Alea.
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Seriate...