Stepmom Cold Bed
Maureen

Getting a threat from Byan, it turned out to make Riswan tremble. He could not close his eyes when the night was getting late. He was pensive on the edge of his bed, thinking about what he should be doing now.

Does he have to open the veil he has been covering up? There was no way out in his mind, other than having to contact Edwin.

“Riswan, what time is it? Are you crazy to call me at this late hour?” edwin protests were forced to wake up at two in the morning.

“I'm sorry Sir, I was forced to contact Sir because there is something I have to tell you.” Riswan sounded desperate.

“About what? Byan want to get off his position?” Edwin was quick.

“Not Sir. The young master asked me to provide a file on what happened nine years ago. Me,”

“APA?!” Edwin responded immediately.

“Where did he know what happened nine years ago?” Edwin immediately sat up straight, tense as well as Riswan.

“He expects it Mr.” Riswan bowed lethargic.

“Hah, just a guess. Why are you panicking. You said if this is the first time and will not be repeated, we will break the cooperation with the contractor so as not to be a problem in the future. Tell me you're not acting!” cerca Edwin is upset at Riswan's stupidity.

“Please excuse me, Sir. But, young master cannot be lied to like that. Like the great sir, his feeling was very strong. He knows very well that something is wrong. How is this Mr?” Riswan was really desperate.

“Hah, you are stupid! It's easy to get on the back.” Edwin ruffled his hair rough.

“Ya already, you just look at the file. But you manipulated some of the evidence so that nothing would concern us. Do it neatly and don't make mistakes!” edwin's word immediately closed the call.

“Basic old man stupid! Cannot be relied on,” umpatnya.

Edwin laid back his half-naked body and hugged someone beside him.

“You are all I can count on and I enjoy to the fullest,” whispered Edwin in the ear of a woman he hugged tightly. He also rubbed the woman's buttocks sensually, peeling her neck which made the bristling then bristled.as a crazy mound that is still ripe.

The woman wriggled amusedly and Edwin quickly squeezed her with his still sturdy legs. His hand slid down the woman's belly and made the woman hold her breath deeply.

"You no longer need to be next to Maureen. There'll be times when you'll be on top of Maureen, becoming Mrs Edwin. Get ready for it." Edwin laughed and kissed the woman's neck with passion.

"I'm going to buy you the exact same perfume Maureen wears, you've got to look better than that pesky lady-bearer," edwin whispered as he continued to swipe something stiffening under his stomach to where it should be.

Without Edwin knowing, from the beginning.the woman did not really sleep. He heard all the chatter Edwin had with Riswan. Either what she would do later, fight Edwin or remain a woman who was intimidated, not only while at work but also when forced to serve this man in bed.

Does anyone know who that woman is?

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Riswan's feelings are still troubled. He did not expect that Edwin could talk that way. Men like never thought, what risks they will face later.

Riswan's throat was dry. He needs to drink to calm himself. The empty glass was finally brought by Riswan to the kitchen.

When he opened the door, he accidentally met a beautiful woman who had just arrived at the Anggoro residence.

“Se-good evening, Madam,” greet Riswan who was shocked half to death seeing the arrival of Maureen.

“Again,” timpal Maureen. The woman did not say much, she went straight up to the second floor and entered her room.

“Where are you from, Miss?” Riswan asked in his heart. Riswan was very sure, if not only he who was depressed but also Maureen. There was a worry that he felt seeing his figure who was trying to look strong behind his fatigue and sadness.

“You should be fine miss,” said Riswan lirih. He hoped Maureen would always be fine and not be weakened by the re-opened wounds.

Inside her room, Maureen stripped all of her clothes. He only left his underwear because he felt very angry. In order not to be too open, he wore his thin massage outer and formed an ideal curve of his body.

After feeling more comfortable, Maureen tied her hair high and then entered the Walk in closet Anggoro. He ransacked all the clothes and suits belonging to Anggoro. One thing he really wants to do right now is to make sure what buttons in his hand are Anggoro's or not.

Anggoro clothes he stacked lined. Some were hanging and some were just placed on the floor. There was also something he put on the sofa.

One by one the clothes were checked by Maureen to match the buttons. There were some clothes whose buttons were similar, he set aside first. There were about eighteen shirts and one suit that resembled buttons.

Clothes that are not selected, there is a pile in one corner to form a mountain of clothes. The rest, he went back. Button motif, size, number of button holes until the rest of the thread that is still attached to the button.

Of the eighteen suits and suits, Maureen has not found any buttons that are exactly the same as the one in her hand.

“Akh shit!” Maureen grunted in annoyance. His skull was already very sore because he kept his head down to check the match of the buttons in his hand. But he can't give up now.

He went to the linen room, worried that there were still Anggoro clothes there.

“There can I help Madam?” asked the servant who was shocked to see Maureen suddenly enter his study room in the early hours.

“Where is the rest of the big master shirt?” ask Maureen quickly.

“At this side, Mistress.” The waiter pointed at a small cupboard in one corner.

“This is it?” Maureen stared in disbelief. There were no suits or shirts left and he had not checked.

“Iya Madam, there are only collared shirt shirts.”

“Come out!” maureen's decree later.

The waiter nodded obediently. He left Maureen alone in the linen room. Opening one by one small emari is also a basket that still holds Anggoro clothes. One by one he checked but unfortunately, there were still no buttons that matched the one in his hand.

Maureen sat down in a doldrums. He leaned against the cupboard he had broken into. His body was already very tired but his curiosity was still very high.

The last thing he did was he had to go back to his room and check these buttons over the internet. Buttons from a famous fashion brand is definitely exclusive sales and not just anyone can have it.

“Please clear walk in closet Big sir. Do it after you finish cleaning this room,” said Maureen lethargicly.

“Good, Mistress.” Timpal waiter. There was nothing he could do but obey.

From his place he looked at the Maureen who had passed away. His steps look shaky up one by one stairs. Every now and then the girl barely tripped but her hands were still holding on to the edge of the stairs. It seemed that her young mistress was in despair and lost her way.

“What's with you Mistress?” the inner servant who looked at Maureen with great pity.

Although Maureen was the young mistress of this house, the girl had always been kind to herself and the other servants. Always pay attention in a unique way. So it is not wrong if this time he paid attention to his young mistress.

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