
Mira laid her body on the bed.
He can't sleep yet. His mind was filled with George Goldsmith. The man is handsome and charming. The man's height may be about 187 centimeters and his straight blonde hair and beautiful hazel eyes make every woman crave it. Plus the abundant wealth. All women are interested in having a relationship with that man.
The only drawback of the man is his cold, coercive and manageable attitude.
Mira just closed her eyes trying to sleep, suddenly her phone rang. Mira groans in frustration. Who sent so many messages to him ?
Mira then blinked her eyes, staring at the phone she was in.
Mira was so surprised to see the contents of a message from Dion accompanied by several photos of herself with George while at the hotel this afternoon.
Mira massages her temples to reduce her frustration.
"God what else is this ?? Why is everyone like paparazzi ?" Complain Mira.
"I think you are a good and holy woman Mira. But it turns out that you are nothing more than an *****!" How much did that bule pay you ? Five million ? Ten million ? I can pay you more !
You bitch !!! Fill in Dion's message.
Mira did not want to reply to Dion's message because she did not need to explain anything to the man. If explained, will he believe in the words Mira ? Not necessarily!
Suddenly a phone call came in.
Mira snorted lazily, but she still accepted the call.
"Call..." Mira.
"Hallo *****!" Am I interrupting your work ? Ask Dion.
"What do you mean ?" ***** ? On what basis did you call me that ? Grouser Mira.
"You don't pretend to be Mira! I know you're actually a bitch who's willing to sell your body for money!"
"What do you mean ?"
"What right do you have to say that ?
"Do you have any proof ?"
"Did I ever sell my body to you ?" Shouted Mira growled.
"Of course I have proof!" Answer Dion plainly.
Deg
Mira was so shocked by what Dion had just said.
"You mean, those photos you sent ?"
"That's not enough to prove that I'm an *****. "Mira's speech stammered over her fear.
"Mirh . . . Let's see if that's enough to be proof or not!" Dion's words were accompanied by his sneaky grin.
"What do you mean ?"
"You have the courage to deceive me, Mira! "
" How dare you reject me violently as if you were holy. "
"I warned you, Dion! Don't get in trouble with me." Said Mira tergas.
"Milhaha . . . You're the one who's been looking for trouble with me first, Mira."
"Look at it later! " I will repay your actions. " Threaten Dion.
"What do you mean Dion ?"
Hello . . Hello . . .
Tut . . . tut . . .tut . . .
Phone disconnected.
Mira breathed deeply - deeply.
When I get something good, why is there always something bad tucked in there ?
"Do I not deserve God's happiness ?" Mira lirih.
Mira slammed her phone on the bed.
"Aaaaaarrrrggghhhh . . ." Shouted Mira.
"How now ? What am I supposed to do ?" Tanya Mira to herself accompanied by tears that without a signal flowed from both eyes.
Mira used to be very interested in Dion. He felt comfortable near the man, not only because of the handsome face of the man who could melt the hearts of women, but also because Dion was always gentle and kind. But all of this only happened at the beginning of their relationship.
The longer the man's attitude changes. When Mira and Dion's relationship is close enough, Dion begins to behave strange and brash, ranging from taking Mira to watch adult films to asking Mira to make love. Once when they kissed in Dion's car, Dion suddenly began to spread his hands on Mira's chest, then squeezed - squeeze pay*** it was strong to make Mira grimace in pain.
Mira immediately stopped their kisses and immediately floated the gift of a hard slap on Dion's right cheek. After that Mira rushes out of the car leaving the erotic man.
That's where Mira started to stay away from Dion. Fortunately they were not right in an official relationship so Mira could easily stay away from the man.
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While in the kitchen, George scrambled - a random closet to look for coffee and sugar.
After finding it, he mixed two teaspoons of coffee and one teaspoon of sugar into a cup.
While waiting for the water to boil, George took the phone out of his pants pocket and sent a message to his mommy.
Mom, I'm getting married. Sorry, I told you suddenly. Next week I'll bring my future wife to meet you, daddy and nesa.
After the water is cooked to boil, George then poured it into a cup that has been filled with coffee and sugar and stirred it several times until no more lumps of coffee there.
George stepped into the living room with a cup of coffee he made. But sayup - his auditory incision caught a loud enough sound from inside the room.
George placed his coffee on the living room table and continued his steps towards the room. Thank goodness the door to the room was unlocked.
Chequelek
George opened the door.
Still from the doorway, George noticed Mira's frustrated face.
"Did something happen ?"
"Who were you talking to ? "Ask George to know.
"Someone who's been close to me in the past." Reply Mira lazily.
"Then what are you talking about ?"
"Do you know the term escape from the tiger's mouth, get into the crocodile's mouth ?"
George scrunched his forehead. "Oh that, what's with that term ?" Ask George.
"That man is a tiger while you are its culture."
" I just slipped out of the tiger's mouth, but I got into the crocodile's mouth."
"And more unlucky, now the tiger's roaring again." Grouser Mira.
"really ? Tell me!" George's orders.
What's wrong with that guy ? Why is he so attentive ?
Mira did not like to hear the tone of the command in the man's voice, but in the end Mira began to tell stories.
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