Revenge In A Contract Marriage
Failed deh...,

...***...

Liz walked down the aisle alone, according to information she had at this time Devan was unconscious in the room.

Room 53? This right?

Liz looked at the door number. He remembered he had told the room pin number.

Liz came in, the room was very dark. He walked closer to the bed. Sure enough, there was Devan lying unconscious. Liz approached him, the girl could see Devan's handsome face, her eyebrows were thick, her nose was pointed, she was an example of a beautiful shape that God created.

Like a rumor, so handsome and charming. But.., I don't care, it won't shake me to destroy you. Arkasa Devan. Yes yes yes let's see how I get the heart of this CEO.

...***...

By morning, the sun had risen and was shining. Devan slowly opened his eyes, he saw there was someone in his arms, a girl he didn't even know.

Devan looked at the sleeping girl, his focus on her thin lips and smooth face. Devan's hand moved to touch that face. Devan never saw this girl but it must be admitted she was fascinated at this sight.

Liz was actually awake, but she was pretending to be asleep. He even tilted his body, hiding his face in Devan's field chest.

Devan saw his cell phone, there were already many incoming calls from Anna, his secretary. But Devan didn't care about it, he continued his sleep.

Until two hours have passed, Devan felt someone touched his face with an index finger, yes it was Liz's act.

Slowly Devan opened his eyes. He looked at Liz who was currently putting on a sad face, worthy of pity.

"Now what? How are you responsible?" Said Liz playing her fingers.

Devan sat leaning back, he stared flat at Liz. His eyebrows slightly raised. "Aren't you the one who wanted this? You barged in?"

"That's because I was drunk, I didn't realize it was the wrong room. Ja-so I..," Liz's face blushed, somehow she can act that good, ah yeah, she's an artist.

"In that case, it's not my fault, it's your own fault." Sahut Devan flat. "Now, get out of my room."

Liz had already shed her tears, she was sobbing. "How could anyone be as bad as you. We were mala-"

"No need to make it up, you're not the first girl to try to frame me. There's a lot before you, so give me that photo."

Liz quiet. "What photo? I'm not making this up." Liz was clinging to her lies.

Devan pulls Liz's body to its fullness, Devan's hand pulls Liz's head closer to her face. "You think I'm stupid? I didn't sleep last night. And I know, everything you do, we don't do anything."

Liz stopped her crying, she stared at Devan without blinking with such a distance. "Then why? I have pictures of her, I can spread these pictures if I want. My self-worth? I don't care, but your pride?" Liz terrs Sweet smile.

"What do you want? I married you, and gave you status?"

Liz stopped her crying, she published the snake's smile. "Let's just be calm, I won't spread it, nor will I ask you to marry me, I just want you to give me 15 M's, cheap isn't it?"

Instead of being angry, Devan smiled obliquely. "just that? Cheap one? Is that cheap for your self-esteem?"

Liz distanced herself from Devan. "Yes well young master, I am indeed cheap, so give me that 15 M, then I will delete the photo and I can go, so, can we pretend like people we don't know?"

"Smooth robbery?" Devan still looks calm.

"don't want. I don't want to give you the money."

"Then I'll spread the picture." Liz tried to get up, get out of there, but again Devan stopped her.

"Who do you think you're dealing with? Me? Arkasa Devan. A lowly artist like you wants to play around with me?" Devan gripped Liz's hand strongly, maybe it had left a mark there.

"Geez, pardon me, duh duh, very sick. Aww hurt that hand or something. Yes I do, we gain nothing, I just take a photo. But I beg you, borrow 15 M or the loan shark will ruin my life." Liz put her hands together, she begged Devan. He put on his face to weld his flagship.

Devan raised his eyebrows.

"I'll do anything okay? As long as the money is there, I don't want to go to jail, my career could be ruined later. Come on, I beg you..., "

"I don't need you."

"Even if you don't need it now, it will need it in the future. Like..., umbrella! Yes umbrella! I'm like an umbrella, you don't need it in regular weather, but when it's raining or hot you need to walk, right?" Rayu Liz has the sweetest face she has.

"Unfortunately I got in the car, I don't need an umbrella."

Liz let out her breath. He deleted all the photos he took last night. "I deleted it, I'm sorry, and I'm sorry." Liz tidied up her clothes she prepared to leave just like that.

When she reached the door, Liz looked back, Devan was still sitting looking at her phone, not caring about Liz.

"Ahh even said goodbye just not even, but we have slept together one night, even though he did not admit anything anyway." Liz continued her path, she left the room.

Seriously? Failed it? This way doesn't work on him? Should I have done something last night? And not pretend? I thought I could threaten her with just a photo.

"He's a very cold, stubborn man, as if he had no heart, it would be very difficult to get his heart."

Liz recalled her informant words.

Even though this moment failed, I must not give up. Either way, this revenge must go on. I will fight with all my might. I will not let you be happy, on top of Mama Deyna's suffering! Patience Liz, think of another way.

...***...

Inside his room Devan was still staring at that door. He called someone on his cell phone.

"Find out, about an artist named Firlizy."

Devan immediately turned off his phone after lowering his word.

Just pretending, huh?  Capitalize on some photos? Trapping me for money? Not for marriage or a good family name? Pure because of money?

Devan remembers the sting clearly. Lots of surrogate girls try to trap her, but they really want to have that intimate relationship with Devan, then want the family's good name and status.

No need for marriage and status? Just need money? Admitting cheap for money?

Devan smiled obliquely.

*I found an interesting new toy, it's quite bored also just meandering business problems. And yes?

That rotten-hearted plain face, he reminds me of the disgusting snake girl first*.