Poison of Love Arsenio
The Rise of Arsenio

Arsenio stared fixedly at the woman with a very sensual appearance and body language in front of her. The bright brown eyes of the man were not diverted at all, from someone who was a friend and personal assistant of the lover. "Why is Wini still using you as his personal assistant?" arsenio thought astonished.

"Because I'm her best friend" replied Beautiful confidently.

"You are a traitor, Beautiful," Arsenio argued flatly.

"What's different about you, Arsen? You have also betrayed Chand," Indah replied not to lose.

"Yes. We're both traitors" Arsenio replied.

"Don't that mean we're a compatible couple?" Beautiful again showed off her mischievous smile.

"Eitherway. I don't know what would happen if a traitor met a traitor as well. Maybe one of us will return to betrayal" Arsenio replied.

Lovely crisp laugh. He was getting forward and getting closer to the handsome man. Winona's best friend then placed both palms on Arsenio's stomach, then pushed the man's body slowly back into the room.

Arsenio smiled knot. She put away the beautiful hand that had moved to her chest. Slowly, the man did the same to the longhaired seductress. Without touching Indah's body, Arsenio herded a beautiful woman of crazy stature with tight clothes to retreat until her back touched the wall. It's beautiful not to go anywhere anymore.

At that moment, Arsenio was getting closer to him. The bright brown-eyed man's gaze was incredible, charming but also murderous. But that is what I like most. To her, the way Arsenio looked at her was something very sexy and sensual.

"I told you that you will definitely come back to me, Arsen," said Beautiful confidently. He wore a very mischievous smile, as Arsenio brought his face closer. It was beautiful to close my eyes. "When was the last time we kissed? I miss him so much."

"Say what makes you want me so much?" arsenio asked half a whisper. His heavy breathing warmed up on the face of Indah who was impatiently waiting for the passionate touch of the beautiful Dutch man.

It was beautiful to open my eyes because Arsenio didn't kiss her. He moved the pointy end of his index finger with sky-blue nail polish. The touch starts from the cheek, then goes to the chin, and down to the neck. Not satisfied with just that, Indah again continued his exploration of the chest, stomach, and continued down to the bottom of the navel. However, before Indah had touched something that became his target, Arsenio immediately blocked the wrist of the beautiful woman with exotic skin. "Patience," prevent.

"I can't," said Indah slowly. He removed Arsenio's grip from his wrist, then clasped back the burly hand. Beautifully placed the palm of the handsome brown-haired man on his chest, making Arsenio smile mischievously. "Come, Arsen. Enjoy," Pinta Indah with a very sexy and seductive village.

Without hesitation, Arsenio touched what Indah thrust at him. The Dutch man's palm continued to move upward, on the chest that poked and not covered with clothes.

It looks beautiful too like it. The woman closed her eyes in order to absorb the touch of Arsenio's hand on several parts of her body, including when the palm moved up to the shoulder and then down on the arm. However, the straight-haired beauty opened her eyes as she felt a tight grip on her upper arm. "Arsen, sick!" his protest as Arsenio's hand grew stronger there.

Arsenio grinned. He then pulled Beautiful's arm and dragged her near the door. "I told you not to bother me anymore! Get the fuck out of here!" drive Arsenio away while plopping Indah's arm just like that.

"You're so outrageous, Arsen!" sentak Indah was upset. He was embarrassed and played with by the handsome man.

"You're as outrageous as I am, beautiful!" reply Arsenio firmly. "Listen to me" said the man again, "never expect anything more from me. Everything has changed!" Arsenio.

Beautiful looks unacceptable with unpleasant treatment from Arsenio. The woman was about to protest, but she paused because of the ringing sound of a cell phone in her bag. The ringtone he used to contact the naughty waitress he was bribing. Indah was sure if it was as a sign that Lievin and Anggraini had returned.

Immediately, Indah sat on the sofa with a very polite-looking attitude, along with the entrance of both Arsenio's parents.

"Hey, there is a guest apparently," said Anggraini who was immediately greeted by Indah. "It's been a while, In?" tanyakanya.

"I just arrived, Auntie. I think Wini is here" he said looking for an excuse.

"Ahead from the hospital, we went straight away. Wini was still here, but may have gone home. Where's Arsen going?" ask Anggraini again who has been sitting near Indah. Meanwhile, Lievin went straight to the room after greeting the friend of her future daughter-in-law.

"I don't know, Auntie. I haven't seen Arsen since," Indah replied back to lying. A moment later, his attention was immediately distracted by a handsome figure with a black leather jacket paired with jeans. Beautiful again fascinated with the herd of the man. "Hi, Sen. Wanna go?" sapanya.

Arsenio looked at it for a moment. He did not respond to the Beautiful greeting with an answer. The bright brown-eyed handsome man only nodded slowly. He prefers to approach the mother who also looks curious. "I'll be out for a minute, Ma. Maybe he went straight to the apartment" said Arsenio while kissing Anggraini's cheek.

"Arsen, you just got home from the hospital. Shouldn't you rest first?" anggraini Saran.

"This Aunt's son is indeed amazing stamina," chirped Indah, making Arsenio immediately turned her head and looked at the woman for a moment. However, Arsenio again did not respond to his words.

"Beautiful can be," said Anggraini who responded to the beat of Indah as a joke, "but Arsenio does have extraordinary physical endurance," he interspersed with laughter slowly.

"Alright, Ma. I have to go," concluded Arsenio again. He stepped towards the exit.

"Where are you going, honey?" the Anggraini exclaimed a little loudly, because Arsenio's distance was already away from him. However, his eldest son did not answer. Arsenio continued to step up while raising her hand and waving without turning her head in the slightest.

Arsenio rode her white Range Rovers quietly. Black glasses also accompanied the journey of the twenty-seven man, down the traffic of the capital bustling. Moments later, Arsenio deflects her luxury vehicle to enter the residential gate. I don't know who Arsenio will meet at that time. However, the car he was driving had stopped in front of a type 36 house. Arsenio rushed down from her vehicle.

With a gallant and confident move, Arsenio entered the courtyard of the house without a fence. After climbing the steps, Arsenio then stood on the terrace. A door that is tightly closed. He waited a moment until the door opened. From behind the door, appeared a man almost the same age as himself. "Dwiki," said Arsenio familiarly.

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