Seducing Miss Introvert
OPPOSITE

"What's up, Chief?" Victoria who stood behind the door was shocked.

But Kiandra did not answer and even more speedy steps.

Seeing Kiandra who did not even answer the greetings from the employees as she passed by, made Victoria think there must be something important.

Rushing he chased after Kiandra, when the tall man in a black suit from the Dolce&Gabbana brand entered the elevator.

But baby, before Victoria came in, the door was closed.

Why does he always treat me like this?

Victoria said in her heart.

Not complaining too long because of the actions of the Chief, Victoria took the initiative to follow through the emergency stairs.

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"That's the picture, right? so he's really here, isn't he? lookingfor me?" in the elevator, like a madman Kiandra wonders alone.

The last gift in the form of a makeup set from Dior that he gave to Anna was indeed he slipped his business card.

It worked too.

Kiandra was overjoyed as she closed her mouth which formed a wide smile.

Damnit damnit! why is my heart beating so fast.

He rubbed his face, then walked back and forth to calm down.

Sometimes he rubbed his hair back, then smiled. Kiandra felt her plan of approaching Anna by sending various gifts had worked.

Suddenly, he stopped in front of the glass-shaped elevator wall. His brown eyes were round in wonder. Slowly he stepped forward to observe self-reflection.

"When has my face been this red?" he palpated his cheeks that met with a reddish hue. "What if he thinks I'm wearing a blush?" forehead Kiandra wrinkled.

Both of Kiandra's thick eyebrows are more fused, when she sees her oval-shaped face with firm jaws, high nose bones, thin lips, and a pair of bright brown eyes.

It's because of daddy. My face is like a sissy!

No wind, no rain, Kiandra blames her daddy who bequeathed the East Asian gene and gave the impression of youth.

Throughout the rest of the journey from the thirtyth floor to the ground floor, Kiandra made a scene of her own appearance. He circled the small square-shaped space, while repeatedly tidying up his coat and short hair.

The elevator door finally opened.

Kiandra immediately showed her authority, when two employees waiting in front of the elevator were surprised to see her coming from behind the door.

"Good day, Chief."

"Jiang, Chief."

They greeted with respect.

"Jiang." Kiandra held up one hand and passed.

"Tumben Chief left unaccompanied by Mr. Aldo and his beautiful bodyguard." the clerk said as he watched Kiandra's back move away.

"The pretty one?" his female companion smiled mockingly. "You're gonna keep saying she's pretty, if you see her shooting an opponent to death?"

"Ah, he did that right to protect our Chief." the maroon-shirt guy shook his hand, then followed his partner into the elevator that immediately closed.

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In a spacious office lobby with a modern interior.

Some employees who passed by and accidentally crossed paths with Kiandra took the time to say hello with a questioning view, because not usually he walked alone.

Where's she?

ask Kiandra inwardly.

His eyes explored space. But the figure he was looking for was nowhere to be seen.

Until finally, Kiandra decided to ask the receptionist.

It is not unusual, given how high his position, and ask directly to employees under him like this, never done by the CEO before him.

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"Woman..ber..name Anna...?" the Receptionist in white in a black suit asked the same question again, stunned by the good looks, and surprised by the sudden arrival of Kiandra.

Kiandra's forehead crinkled to see the response of her bodyguard in a sluggish feeling

"I asked, why did you ask?!" he kicked the table impatiently.

"Ma, I'm sorry Chief." The beautiful-faced receptionist with hair in that simple loop ducked trembling.

"Where?" holding back his anger and ignoring his frightened employees, Kiandra again asked.

"A, anu..women.wa, that woman..."

"Chief!" from a distance Victoria called.

Lazily Kiandra turned to the direction where Victoria was running towards her.

Who am I looking for, who is coming?

Kiandra said in her heart.

"What's up, Chief?" ask the bodyguard who always wears tight black clothes with long hair.

Kiandra's face grew even more sour.

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It is on the side of a highway near the main building of Marthadinata-Sanjaya Groub.

Anna was lethargic, with one hand carrying a paperbag with the words Dior and another hand************name card.

"I don't know how you got that business card. But, our CEO can't just give his business card to someone else."

The receptionist's beautiful-faced and sweet-smelling words made Anna a little upset.

"If you don't go too. I will call the security guard very much."

Anna bit her lower lip, then threw the business card that had changed shape into the circle into the middle of the highway.

What exactly am I doing all this for?

anna's originally angry countenance, now turned sad.

Thought paperbag contains expensive makeup equipment that Kiandra sent.

THE CEO? so he's the CEO of Marthadinata-Sanjaya Groub?

Than to be impressed. Anna was more regretful, having come into contact with Kiandra.

Why would I meet the CEO of such a big company?

the weakness in the heart.

Why would he know all the bad things I do? why not stay away, but get closer? what exactly is he's a man....

Suddenly his steps stopped.

What if it's right?

anna's eyes widened.

No. gabe. Where possible. His office is very sacred. So, there's no way he's approaching me because of him..

Anna was getting nervous.

But..but if it is not...then why did he approach continuously...??

He asked in his heart.

"For you."

Again the handsome face of Kiandra with her beautiful eyes flashed through the mind.

Anna's gaze dimmed and her face turned sad.

However Kiandra was too perfect for her despicable self.

Although not denied, there is a feeling of palpitations every time the man gives a lot of attention to him.

Anna looked up at the sunlight that broke through the cracks of shady trees that paved the sidewalk where she stood.

The dust and heat of the road that he had never felt before, now became commonplace for Anna.

Her skin, which used to be like porcelain, is now slowly blackening.

Anna looked down again, then she felt her dull face and began to fill with freckles. Anna also stroked her face hair that was draped over her shoulders, feeling tangled with split ends and red.

Anna almost complained, because it made her lower, when the sound of the car horn made her startled and lightning-fast look at the source of the sound.