Sold My Husband and Bought My Ex-Boyfriend
Twenty Eight

"I want to go home!" Vanya had entered Marco's room and stood in the doorway, ruffled by his waist.

Marco who was silent looked up a little as the woman entered abruptly. "What did you say? Your work here isn't done yet, sweet lady! You haven't even done anything for me."

Hearing that Vanya was getting more and more wrathful. His eyes were sharp with anger.

"What do you expect with my presence here, Marco? Aren't you satisfied enough after you've achieved your goals and desires? You've managed to expose Adit's affair so that my heart is broken. Satisfied, right?"

Vanya regulates the rate of breath mixed with anger in the chest. He was only talking about his heart, he deliberately did not mention about Marco's careless attitude in the meeting room earlier because he felt it was not his business. Adit will bear the shame, not himself.

"But I want you here!" marco said as he spread his eyes round and round. The view was filled with the face of Mayu Vanya who seemed to be holding the wound behind her anger.

Vanya turned her face away. Once again he tries to take Adit's fucking name from his heart and mind so that his grief is not suspected.

"I'm tired, I want to go home!" concluded Vanya.

Marco flicked his left finger as a signal. "Give me your sincere kiss. I just let you go home."

Ishkk. This one man yes!

Vanya grumbled in her heart. But he kept stepping forward and finally sat down beside Marco for the sake of being able to get away from the man immediately.

"Must be sincere" Marco said, watching Vanya's angry face begin to blush. His eyes could not turn at all. Keep fixated as if not willing to lose the opportunity to look at the face of the ayu was a second.

After adjusting his breath and reassuring himself many times, Vanya began to slowly move forward on his face.

There was a momentary pause where the woman stopped while looking at Marco's face hesitated.

"That's your fucking lelet!" Marco's resolute intonation sound faintly in Vanya's ears, will keep that breath feeling so real to his face. Now the distance between the two is no more than two inches. It was so close that Vanya could see Marco's stern jaw overgrown with thin brownish-black feathers.

Because so unable to bear the slow movements of Vanya, Marco finally pulled the woman so that their lips stuck together. Vanya flinched before finally closing her eyes.

Silent moment.

There had been no movement other than their lips that were already attached to each other. Marco chose to be silent waiting for Vanya's aggressiveness, while the woman seemed confused how to behave.

Even though the courtship has kissed several times, and they have also had forbidden relationships twice, but Vanya still can not take the initiative first against people who are not loved anymore.

A part of the woman's heart continued to refuse to do things she did not like. If only Vanya wanted to shout and rebel.

It is undeniable that the name of Adit which is still perfectly engraved in the heart of Vanya is also the encouragement of his attitude in rejecting Marco. Although the man had injured Vanya many times, it would still be difficult for Vanya to erase the traces of her love for Adit in this short amount of time.

"You want to play me, huh?" Marco pushed Vanya's shoulders hard with the jolting language until Vanya was aghast nervously. Marco's two hands clutching his shoulder also succeeded in making Vanya's body instantly vibrate.

"Sorry, I wasn't satisfied. Let me repeat it again," he said gurgled. Of course he can't concentrate let alone focus. When his heart is in such a mess, Vanya can give the waiter even if it is just a kiss.

"There's no need to continue, meet the Hero outside immediately and ask him to drive you home."

"Nr ..." Vanya muttered while putting on an unpleasant face. But he was very happy to escape from the snare of death.

"Get out!" jolt Marco then.

"Ba-good!" Vanya immediately took the bag that he placed on the single sofa which was not far from where he sat now. He leaves Marco's room before the man changes his mind again.

As per Marco's orders. The woman returned home delivered by the Hero. But the car driven by the man did not stop at the hotel where he had been staying all this time.

On Marco's orders, Hero takes Vanya to one of the three-story luxury residences with a spacious garden that can be used to play football by children.

"Where are we?" the woman asked in astonishment as Hero was releasing the man's seatbelt himself.

Hero turned his head flat, then leaned slightly towards Vanya until the woman had to rewind her face to avoid touching.

"This is Miss' new home, from today you will stay in this place," he said as he took off Vanya's seatbelt.

"Together Marco!" ask the woman again. He was a little annoyed at his cursed mind that had ventured to think that Hero would kiss him. Maybe that guy was brave.

"Lack of knowledge, obviously Mr. Marco has been very busy lately with his work. Maybe he'll come if there's something urgent to be done."

Hero looked at Vanya with a meaningful grin. Made the woman half-rick and was about to slap her cheek. "Basic secretary pervert!"

Vanya opens the car door and closes it tight until the Hero flinches. The man simply shook his head patiently with the attitude of his young miss.

"It's so fancy this house." Vanya muttered softly. His gaze continued to gaze widely while praising the luxury of the house in his heart.

When the net was accidentally exposed to the sun, suddenly Vanya felt dizzy half-dead, her eyes began to blur, her vision blurred and her surroundings became yellow-yellow orange.

Vanya continued to neutralize his consciousness while balancing his suddenly unsteady body. He gripped the rearview mirror of the car in order to maintain his standing position.

Nahas, Vanya can no longer hold her own weight. It's like floating. Then it began to enter into a pitch-black room with minimal awareness.

Brugh!

The woman's body collapsed right next to the car's wheels. He can't feel anything anymore.

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