Secretary Naughty (Revenge)
Seduced

'Do I have many assistants in the house if I have to cook it myself, does he not see the nails of each finger too beautiful to touch those disgusting kitchen spices.'

All right, baby, I'll cook for you, you can wait for me here until all my cooking is done."

Morgan smiled, Briana was very obedient. The woman immediately took a shower and cleaned up the remnants of their romance last night.

After bathing Briana immediately into the kitchen, she saw many maids pacing back and forth in the kitchen.

"Tuti, I want you to cook this today and do it quickly."

"Group Mistress, please,

"Fuck up!!"

"Yes, ma'am, I'll cook it fast, but your tumben to the kitchen, don't you fear that your hair smells of onions."

"Have not asked much, just do my orders quickly," Briana said with annoyance.

Morgan was busy in front of his laptop, a lot of work was delayed because Nayara could not get to the office, important documents in foreign languages were neatly stacked because no one could translate.

Morgan seems to have to see Nayara for a while to ask for the most important documents, because later the document must have been in the hands of the client again.

"Darad the Madam's breakfast is ready."

"Hem, well bring it here I want to enjoy it soon.

"Good sir."

"Morgan walked towards the dining room, he saw his wife already waiting with a glamorous appearance, not at all reflecting the person who had finished cooking.

Morgan squinted his eyes at the available cuisine.

"You cooked it yourself?"

"Sure, I cook for you with my own hands."

Morgan smiled, the longer his wife got better at playing in front of him. The sincerity he had seen at the beginning of the marriage seemed to be no more.

Morgan ate dishes that were no stranger to his tongue, the cuisine of the assistants who worked in the kitchen.

"So dear, dear."

"Of course, dishes that are formulated with love spices will definitely taste better, dear. In it I've added all the feelings that I love you, the longing, and the affection."

"This must be a special dish."

"certain. Actually I'm very good at cooking, it's just that I don't want you to smell the onion when I get home, so I choose to beautify myself, so that you don't see any other women out there.

Morgan was silent, it seemed like the loyalty he had once professed, suddenly receding in favor of the lies and lies he kept doing little by little. Morgan hates anyone who lies to him.

Morgan had a pretty decent breakfast, hoping Briana was happy with what she saw. After Morgan finished asking Tomi to deliver to the office.

***

Nayara was apparently relaxing to enjoy her day off, the woman was sunbathing after bathing, her hair was still wet and only a kimono towel attached to her body. Next to it is a warm cup of coffee that continues to emit smoke and emit a fragrant aroma.

"Day!" Someone was already standing near him, staring at him until he barely blinked and tucked a faint smile on his face

"Sir Morgan!" Nayara is shocked to see Morgan back at her apartment.

"I'm sorry, I'll change first." Nayara was ashamed to know that she was not wearing anything in it.

" Nay, wait."Morgan grabbed his fingers and Nayara's blood rippled.

'Nay, remember never to involve any feelings.' Nayara's inner voice reminds her that she must remain calm in front of Morgan.

"Let me see everything."

"Don't!" Nayara was nervous, she misunderstood Morgan's words just now.

"I want to see the progression of your wounds" said Morgan again perfecting his first sentence.

Nayara froze as Morgan stepped closer to her. His hands and feet suddenly stiffened, as if losing function.

He let the man feel his neck despite the amused sensation caused by the touch of his big hand. Nayara bit her lower lip as Morgan began to touch and crawl her back. 

Morgan hoped that while lowering down a bit of Nayara's kimono, he saw that there was the same black dot that his childhood girl had. 

Somehow Morgan really hopes Nayara has the same mark as Naya, a mole on her back. The closer to Nayara, Morgan's hope is that Naya and Nayara are the same person.

How is there a mole again, if a week ago Nayara had removed it.  Really maintaining a mole is also a dilemma.

"Sir, it's cold, you're Nayara when the wind blows on her back skin. 

"Yes, the wind is too strong." Morgan raised the kimono towel again Nayara.

"His injuries have improved, I can't wait to see you back at work." 

"Yes, soon I'll be back to work" replied Nayara. 

Nayara takes Morgan in, Nayara is curious about the documents Morgan brought in this morning. It must have something to do with him.

"Nayara picked up the documents as soon as Morgan put them on the table. Nayara read the foreign language by directly translating to Indonesian. 

Morgan listened while staring at Nayara's tiny lips twitching as she read the document. His little heart continued to admire the figure of the secretary in front of him. 

"Sir Morgan!"

"Eh, yes."Morgan's surprised.

"Yes, how daydreaming, you heard what I didn't say." 

"Yes I've heard it all."

"Wait what else, you can be late for the meting." 

"Yes, I'm going back to the office, you take good care of yourself."

"Hehehe, I'm not a child who is always reminded to be careful."

"I know, but you're weak, otherwise you're weak, surely you won't be battered in persecution by Briana. 

"I don't want to fight him, he's your wife, I'm afraid to go to jail for retaliating for the CEO's wife's mistreatment, the law is always won by those who bear it, isn't it." Nayara deliberately behaved so in order to take Morgan's sympathy, the weaker in front of him, the more sympathetic he became.

"I'll protect you." Morgan stroked Nayara's hair.

"Nay, did you go to the beach with Belvan?"

"You know?" 

"Yes, I know. Are you and Belvan dating."

"No." 

"Why? He looks to love you."

"I'm expecting the love of someone I love, too" Nayara said deliberately making ambiguous sentences. 

Who is the man Nayara loves!A huge question mark was again present on Morgan's head. 

"Who is that guy?" 

"You already know, but you still pretend not to know. Don't think about it, instead you don't want me dating, because it can ruin my performance."

hearing Nay's confession

While busy chatting, warm coffee served by Bibi, Nayara invited Morgan to enjoy coffee and also toast which also became Nayara's favorite menu in the morning.

After Morgan tasted the simple dishes, Nayara left for the room. Nayara wants to wear the right clothes when meeting guests. 

Feeling that Nayara was in the room too long, Morgan soon followed. Not without reason, the man's phone kept ringing because of calls from Clients who were waiting for him at the office.