Trapped in Love Secretary Marisa
Chapter 23

Now Marisa, Flora and Reza are in a bar. The three of them seemed to have a lot of fun enjoying their respective alcoholic drinks. "Hahaha, Za can't you tell me while you're living in L. A? risa and I were very curious" asked Flora half drunk.

"Should I tell you about my experience there?".

"Mmmmm" nods Flora and Marisa.

"Alright" replied Reza gulping her alcohol with just one gulp. "Once I got to L. A. for the first time, I was living in a fairly simple apartment" Reza smiled.

"Why Za? your family is rich" said Marisa. "No way you live in a simple apartment. Hey, that's right".

"Mmmm, because there I want to learn to live to be content without having to squander my parents' money. Even I work side by side at a restaurant after college" Reza replied proudly.

"What?" surprised by both of them. "You're serious about Za's side job?" ask Flora.

"Mmmmm, I worked side jobs all this time, and thankfully, my monthly salary was able to meet my needs every month".

"Gee.. You are so amazing, Za. Keep going, as long as you're there." hang Marisa saw Flora want to vomit. "Ra, are you okay?".

"Ah, my boat is dizzy.. I'm going to the bathroom for a minute Sa".

"I'm with you, yeah?".

"No, you guys go ahead".

"But kam..

"It's okay Sa" cut Flora walking towards the bathroom with a staggering path. Then Marisa smiles back at Reza, but Marisa sees Reza looking at Flora.

"Sa, I'm also going to the bathroom for a bit yeah".

"I-iya" nods Marisa. Then looking at the screen of his phone, the clock showed at 10 p.m. "Hmmsss, it's 10 o'clock. Time did not seem to pass quickly" Marisa muttered in a gulp of alcohol back. But at that time Marisa also wanted to urinate, she immediately approached Flora bathroom. But instead he saw a scene he shouldn't have seen, "Ah, no" Marisa's bell shutting her mouth as she saw Reza and Flora kissing in front of the toilet door.

With teary eyes, Marisa left the bar. Then Marisa stopped a taxi, "Sir, please take me to xx street".

"Well miss" the driver nodded in his car. Then Marisa sees her phone ringing from her best friend Flora. He wiped the tears and shifted the green button.

"Ra, I'm sorry I had to leave in a hurry to leave you, Mr. Lucas called me earlier".

"Why did he call you at this hour Sa?".

"I don't know Ra either. Sorry yeah".

"It's okay Sa" nods Flora to turn off her phone. "Marisa's gone first, she said our CEO called her".

"Well, I'll take you home then".

"No Za, I can go home alone. You go home too".

"You're drunk, Ra. How could I let you go home alone in a taxi?".

"Hey, you don't seem to know me. Don't worry, I'll be fine Reza. Ah, thank you for tonight" Flora replied snatching her bag.

"No, I'll take you home" Reza pulled Flora's hand and took her away from there. While Marisa who just arrived at her house, she immediately entered the room with a tired face, then threw her body on the bed staring at the ceiling of her room.

"Buck, you son of a bitch" said Marisa angrily. "How can he kiss my best friend? you bastard son of a bitch. I hate you Za I hate you so much Reza" Marisa snatched her bag out of her phone, then blocked Reza's number box. "Damn it!".

GECK... GECK...

"Searching me?" marisa Mummets. "Who come looking for me at nights like this?".

"Mama doesn't know Risa, but she's a handsome guy. Let's hunt out, keep him away".

"Who's looking for me at this hour?" marisa's grumbling opened the door of her room. "Who the hell is ma?".

"Mama also did not know Risa" replied the mother again brought Marisa out of the house.

"Why wasn't I told to come in ma?".

"He didn't want to go in. Look there, it's him standing next to his car" pointed the mama at the man standing.

"Oo, Mr. Lucas. What's he doing here?" surprised Marisa saw it.

"Who's Sa?".

"CEO Risa ma" replied Marisa approaching Lucas towards her car. "Sir, what made you come here?" tanyakanya.

"You're with me" Lucas replied, entering his car.

"Wait sir. Where are we going on nights like this?" hold down Marisa before Lucas gets in the car.

"Mrs Elisabet wants to see you".

"What's? continue with this kind of situation?".

"Mmmmm, let's go inside".

"Ah, how is this?" Marisa looks at Saphira the mother. "Ma, Risa go first. And it looks like Risa won't be coming home tonight".

"Yes. You be careful dad".

"Yes ma" nodded Marisa immediately into Lucas' car. "When did Elisabeth contact you? though I haven't had a bath and I'm smelly." hang Marisa look at Lucas who doesn't care. "Well, I'll show you who Marisa is, she's a real fool" Marisa muttered.

Not long after, Lucas' car had arrived at the palace grounds belonging to Elisabet's mistress. "Let's go down" Lucas said.

"Yes" Marisa came out, she saw the palace looked very quiet like the first time she visited there. Then Lucas walked up to him, he saw Marisa from top to bottom making Marisa a little uncomfortable, "What's old." Marisa hung round her eyes when Lucas suddenly pulled her body, the distance between their faces was very close. "Tusks".

"Hhhmmsss, did you drink alcohol?" asked Lucas to stand up again.

Marisa smiled stiffly, "Yes master a little".

"A little bit of where?" mumbled Lucas. "It can't, he'll be mad at me if he finds out you've been drinking. Ck, why did I just realize it?" kasso is looking for a way.

"Haahh, so don't just tell anyone before you know if he wants to or not. As a result you feel yourself, I will not care if later Miss Elisabet angry with you and me" said Marisa in her heart. Then Lucas saw him, "Why sir?".

"There's no other way, I'm forced to do this" Lucas answered, holding Marisa's face in both hands, and then smelling it until the smell of alcohol was shared with her. But when Lucas wanted to end the kiss, Marisa instead held Lucas and continued the kiss until she realized what she had just done.

"Geez, I'm sorry sir" submissive Marisa is so embarrassed mixed up feeling guilty.

Lucas drew his lips in the form of a thin smile, then touched his lips. "It's okay, I started it myself. Let's enter".

"Okay sir" was glad that Marisa didn't think that her master would be angry, but instead the opposite.