The Mystery of Lost Memory
The Woman of Martin

Two days later, Karen was locked away from Martin's luxury apartment. Every morning he did after waking up from his sleep, just looking at the skyscrapers through the wide windows in his room. But on the third day, it looks like Martin can't stand the attitude of Karen who keeps silent not talking a word to him. She wrapped both of her arms around Karen's waist, who was this morning as usual daydreaming in the bedroom window.

“Until when will you be like this, Darling?” martin asked, sniffing a few times Karen's hair and neck.

But Karen did not flinch. He also deserves a stiff mannequin that doesn't react.

“Are you going to keep crying over your past? Come, Karen. You must forget everything,” persuaded Martin. “Use this opportunity to enjoy all my wealth. I can buy you anything,”

Martin turned Karen's body to face her. The woman looked at Martin with a demanding gaze.

“Your destiny is with me. No one can resist it,” explained Martin, with a stern eye. “Now I want you to get ready, because we have to leave immediately. Sierra will be coming to pick you up soon,”

Martin sauntered to leave Karen, but the woman suddenly withdrew her hand.

“Let's do it,” Karen said, suddenly opening her voice.

Martin frowned, confused. “Do what, Honey?”

“Give me a child,” replied Karen briefly. “You word, you can give me anything,”

Martin's eyes widened at Karen's request. “You're serious? We are not officially married. Can I ... do it without safety?”

“Make me forget it completely,”

It didn't take long, Martin immediately lifted Karen's body, no matter the clothes were tidy and ten more minutes Sierra would come. Martin had never felt this happy, even though it was not the first time for them. Eventually, Karen lets Martin into her without the need for protection.

Karen's tears slowly flowed through her temple, each Martin pushing her body with all his might. Karen chose to close her eyes, but Ray's shadow was more clearly flashed in her head. Karen missed Ray. However, the rich and beautiful man who is now on top of Karen's body has been as strong as possible to pull Karen out of her house, despite having to go through various obstacles that could endanger Martin himself.

Geck, tok!

“Martin?”

Sierra's voice rang loudly in Martin's room. Not to be surprised, Martin actually enjoyed the game more. It was precisely Karen who told Martin to finish their activities immediately, but Martin refused.

“Sierra can wait. But this opportunity I can't miss,” said Martin, again poking at Karen's chewy lips.

Karen resigned. He could not do as he pleased with Martin's overwhelming dominance over his body. He was convulsing, full of pleasure and trying hard so that his voice could not be heard by Sierra.

After ten minutes had passed, Martin finally stopped his hot game with Karen. Both of them were on their backs with irregular breaths, looking at each other for a laugh.

“Ink, Si!” martin's orders.

Before long, Sierra walked in and when he saw the scene in front of him, Sierra shouted a little. His face turned unusually irritated. Then he looked a little at Karen, who was now covered in only a silk blanket.

“Martin, we're late!” exclaim Sierra's upset.

Martin nodded, then rushed towards the bathroom after putting his pants back on. And now Sierra is alone with Karen. From the tail of her eyes, Sierra could see a sad expression on Karen's face, even though the woman had just been playing hot with Martin.

“Karen, I think you need to give as well. We must leave immediately,” invite Sierra to try to be calm.

“Where?” asked Karen astonished.

“Later you will also know,”

***

“We will go to Martin subscription boutique,” said Sierra opened the chat. “She has prepared many clothes for you,”

“For what? I already have my own clothes,” asked Karen confused.

Sierra smiled knot. “Martin is not a man of most. She doesn't like her women wearing cheap clothes,”

“What?!” Karen seemed to be unable to accept Sierra's words.

But not to worry, Sierra just shrugged his shoulders. “You should start getting used to it. It is Martin who from now on chooses whatever you wear,”

Enter them in a famous brand boutique, which when seeing Sierra, the employees began to come and greet politely. They looked down respectfully, as if they had seen Sierra coming to the boutique a lot. Then, with a voiceless commando from Sierra, one of the officers led Karen into the prepared locker room.

Karen tried a few pieces of fancy clothes and bags that Martin had prepared. After making sure everything was in Karen's size, Sierra immediately issued a black card that was allegedly Martin's. The two of them rushed out, because their next destination was a famous salon that was waiting to beautify Karen from top to bottom.

“Did your ex-husband never do this to you?” sierra asked, when the two of them were having hair treatment together.

Karen was silent, somewhat distracted at Sierra's question. But Sierra who was deliberately fishing, was more and more waiting for Karen's answer.

“Swant, Karen. Not every woman can be in your position. Many want Martin, but only you made him fall in love,”

Karen was silent, as before. All the fancy things that Martin gave her didn't make Karen happy. He always compares Martin and Ray, though Ray can never be worth a fortune to Martin.

Together with Sierra, Karen begins exploring a luxury shopping center that even before had never been imagined, she will visit and shop there. Despite her amazement, Karen tries her best to cover up the taste, based on her guilt for Ray. Moreover, the servants of luxury goods there always bowed respectfully to him and Sierra, as if they were both old customers.

“It looks like Martin has told all the employees here about you,” Sierra said, as they both had lunch at a fancy restaurant in the mall.

“Tell what?”

“You are a woman belonging to Martin,” Sierra replied briefly, slicing his steaks one after the other. Then he started eating it with graceful movements.

“Sierra, may I ask?” karen asked, not interested in the fancy steak in front of her.

Sierra just knitted his eyebrows, sign agreed. After arranging her sitting position and as if filtering all the questions that will come out, Karen began to open her mouth.

“Didn't Ray ask me?”

One question, but the effect is quite large for Sierra. The woman fell silent, stopping the movement of her mouth, only to stare at Karen with an unreadable gaze.

“What does he need to ask?” Sierra asked back, having mastered himself not to interfere with Karen.

Karen is wrong. “Anything. Maybe, about my reason with Martin,”

“It's none of my business,” Sierra fast. “My job is just to be a good secretary to Martin. I don't care about his personal life,” Sierra's bright with a cold face.

Then Sierra continued slicing the steak, one after another, before he put it in his mouth. But Karen just kept quiet, biting her lips and playing her finger, like a nervous person.

“Sierra?! What are you doing here?” reprimand Sophie, who suddenly appeared before the two of them with a pile of grocery bags.

Sophie's gaze shifted from the Sierra towards Karen, with her forehead frowning in astonishment. He even pointed at Karen loudly with his finger.

“This, who?” ask Sophie to Sierra.