One Night With CEO Arogan
Sakti Oil

With a very careful movement Karl laid Ilona on his king-size bed. After that he looked at her face from a close distance. Karl smiled. Not fascinated, but happy because the peace of his life was already on the verge of the eye.

"Ilona, thank you for coming to this life. I know the way I do it seems evil and cowardly. But know that I have to do it too. Wait after your heart calms down, I will take you to the place where it was the beginning of your life to be forced to live in this house. Please hold on," murmured Karl full of implied intent.

Not immediately reunited with other family members, Karl took off his shirt and changed into regular clothes. The tail of her eyes incessantly glanced towards the bed, making sure that Ilona was still there.

"Hmmm, life is really strange. I, who used to make everything under my control, was suddenly controlled by someone else. A girl anyway. Good thing my family is very compact by not leaking this matter out. If it gets done, people will surely insult me all out," Karl said to his reflection in the mirror. "General Liang Zhu, look who is lying on my bed right now. After this you can go to the afterlife in peace because all your karma has been cut off by Ilona. I hope you won't bother Justin anymore. It was enough of me to be the end of all the strangeness in the Ma family. Others let them be happy with their normal lives. Whisper?"

However, Karl never knew there was someone in another place who was also looking for the whereabouts of Ilona. And that person is his own cousin. Jove. Yes, the mafia needs Ilona's blood to free Casandra and also the curse poison in her. I don't know what Karl would have done if he had known this. Especially behind Jove there is Pamela, a young psychopath who likes the so-called dollar.

Meanwhile, Ilona who fell asleep due to the influence of drugs, is now trapped in a dream in her subconscious. The atmosphere that appeared made Ilona's forehead shrivel sharply. It seemed like the dream he had seen left a pretty heavy impression. Might as well.

Dreamworld

"Thank you for your help, General. Thanks to you we all survived the hunters' pursuit. They're ruthless. Always make our tribe a fugitive for fun. What is the meaning of our abilities that are not much when compared to those who are complete with weapons. We are just a bunch of weak women. Once again thank you very much for your generosity, General. We are all indebted!" yao Weinyuan said as she prostrated herself before a great general surnamed Zhu.

"I should have protected all the people of Emperor Ming. Including you too. Even though our lives are a little different, I still have an obligation to provide protection. Don't hesitate," said Liang Zhu, honored to hear the gratitude of the Yao clan, which is famous for its magic. But since this clan was nominated by many women, many people came to hunt them down. His goal? To force them to give oil that supposedly can bring salvation in the future.

"But, General. We're not used to being like that. May you accept a little bit of the eye-sensation of our tribe as a form of gratitude for what you have done."

Yao Weinyuan immediately stood up then asked someone to pick up something in her room. Liang Zhu who saw that just nodded. His father always said not to refuse any giving of others as long as it is not life threatening. Although his intentions were sincerely helpful, he would happily still accept whatever the clan wanted to give.

"General, those people came here because they wanted this thing. If you'd like, ask for one hope for the future of your successors" Yao Weinyuan said willingly handing over the most special items his tribe had to this kind general.

"Can I freely decide?" liang Zhu asked curiously.

"Yes, General. Whatever you want. With this oil the desire must be granted."

Liang Zhu was silent for a moment. He was thinking about what hope he deserved to ask for. Given that the oil was not an indiscriminate oil, as well as the many people who died from problems with it, Liang Zhu finally chose one decision for the future of his successors.

"I don't know if behind my actions there is karma that will follow or not. But if there is, I want you to use that oil to bring in someone who can break that karma. Mark that person by carving a birthmark on his back in the shape of a crescent moon!"

"Why is the moon crescent?"

"It is very noble your request, O general. May the gods always protect you and your successors" cried Yao Weinyuan amazed at the general's concern that he would prefer to secure the future of his successors instead of choosing for his own sake.

(General Liang Zhu, in honor of your kindness, I will send my daughter to protect your descendants in the future. Hope you never forget our meeting)

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"Ih, Mr. Cio. Why don't you let me go find Ilona? He fainted. If Young Master Karl to make it as a project collision how? I feel sorry for Ilona!" elil's protest was irritated because he was obstructed when he wanted to find Ilona. He's worried.

"You're why it's so fussy anyway. Can't you just be noisy?" cio's Omelette.

"No noise. I have a mouth, it's natural to be noisy. Protest God alone and ask why not let me be born mute. Huh!"

Cio laughed at Elil's words. This girl really is. Make your head turn dizzy.

"Elil, you don't have to worry. Karl couldn't have been that bad to Ilona. Yea?" elea tried to calm the restless looking Elil.

"But the Young Master took Ilona away, Madam. Ilona once told me that she was very dangerous and also lewd. What if they arrive ... until ....

"Until what?"

"Until that,"

"That's what?"

Because he could not explain in detail, Elil made a movement to unite the two palms with overlapping positions. After that his mouth seemed to be muttering a word which made everyone who was there laugh out loud.

"Hahaha, you stupid girl. Just tell me you're afraid Karl will punch a hole in Ilona's donut. Wear making strange moves all over you. Jeez," sneered at Cio as he held onto his stiff stomach.

Elil was embarrassed. Instantly he forgets the condition of Ilona who had fainted before being taken away by their boss. A friend who has no empathy at all. Hmmmm.

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