Trapped in Love Widower Playboy
Trapped Love Widower Playboy.20

Two people of different gender are currently in dispute for the umpteenth time. Ace with a flat attitude, and arbitrarily continue to force to live in a villa managed by the Monata family.

The problem was that the villa only had one open room upstairs. A grayish-white circular staircase adorns the path to the room. Downstairs, everything looks open.

The beautiful scenery of the beach is immediately visible only by shifting the position of the divider made of large glass layered, if the glass night it will be closed with gray curtains in line with the color of the furniture.

"Why not stay at a hotel, sir?" urged Ayara still trying to persuade the stubborn Ace.

"The hotel? Why should I bother, whereas I have a villa here. Besides Aya, didn't I tell you to say my name when we were alone?"

Ayara squeaked her head hurt. His blood pressure suddenly rose, because his boss decided everything himself.

"Where did I sleep? This place only has one room, Ace."

Ace who was tired of hearing Ayara constantly babbling, stood up and took out two cans of soda in the refrigerator. The man drank the soda in his hand casually. Ignoring Ayara who kept looking at him.

"Alright, I'll find the hotel myself." Ayara finally broke up.

"If you can find the nearest hotel then do it," Ace replied still relaxed and indifferent.

He walked back, surrounded the sofa and then sat his body there comfortably. The view of the reddish orange sunset is very pampering the eyes.

"Sit, Ay. Aren't you tired of being on a plane for three hours?"

But the woman did not speak her words. He was still standing upright, not even shifting a bit.

"Tell me, it's not really an official trip, is it? You tricked me?" asked the woman with a shriveled forehead protruding veins of annoyance.

Ace who heard Ayara's accusation gave a quick glance, then returned casually chugging her drink, "Didn't I just say before arriving at the airport that this is a vacation."

Ayara was almost frustrated. The woman again scowled her own head, but then turned towards the exit.

"Where are you going?" Ace immediately chased Ayara. Blocking the woman's path.

"Go back to Jakarta!" hatchlings.

"Do you think you can?" said Ace trivial. The man did not know if his brother who became the youngest son-in-law of the Hayakawa family was in Indonesia.

Maybe he can be underestimated because he has nothing left. Expelled from home, and lost all property. But he still has a sister, also a brother-in-law who is always good to him.

Ayara pulls out her phone, looking for Sheila's number on her phone. "Hallo, Ay. What was? Did something happen?" her brother-in-law's voice sounded a little anxious.

Just as Ayar wants to convey his wish, Ace has snatched his phone and turned off the call.

Their eyes stared at, equally glaring with their respective vexation.

Ace pulled Ayara's wrist firmly. Roughly shut the door, then lock it. He dragged the woman to the room.

"What are you doing?!" ayara bentak. The woman tried to rebel but the strength of her body was not worth that of a man of great power like Ace.

"Ace?!" hardik Ayara wrathful.

"Now do you know how to call my name? You're not going anywhere until you explain why you left five years ago, Ayara!" the man's jolt was no less high.

Their eyes returned. Waves of anger held in each other's chests. There were different outbursts of anger that both asked to be spouted hot lava that was ready to burn around them.

"Jawab Ayara! Why did you leave even disappearing without a trace back then?!"

Ayara looked at Ace who was shouting loudly at her. He felt that there was a slight abnormality in this man before him. It was just a momentary night, not something that should be kept in mind.

Even his life that became so chaotic and messy afterwards did not count. What's the problem with this guy?

"Why do you want to know so much? We didn't even know each other back then." said Ayara with her expression that looked demeaning to this man before her.

"Not know each other? You think I don't recognize you? The little girl who was breaking up, and then messing up to be a whore that I didn't recognize? That's right, Ayara! I even saw you again after."

Ayara frowned again. Recall the puzzle pieces he had long forgotten. "I don't remember ever meeting you after," said Ayara as she stood trying to get away from Ace who kept approaching her.

"In addition, Mr.Monata. You are the one who has had a wife! It's not appropriate for you to lock up a woman like this" he added, insinuating Ace's attitude to him.

"Wife? Who said I had a wife?"

"All office employees know it. Let's end this love-chasing prince-charming game, Ace. Either you feel guilty about past events, or I don't even remember you. Let's forget it, and let's work together to finish this project as soon as possible. Like superiors and subordinates! Don't complicate yourself with something you'll regret later, Mr.Monata."

Ace combed his hair back with his palm. Staring at this woman before him with a complicated look, then slowly approached her until she was cornered on the wall.

"First, I'm not someone you can manage by saying, Ayara. Second, I even spent a lot of time looking for you to the corners of the country. Third, I don't have a wife, or whatever you're always saying,"

Ace's breath was clearly touching his face. That low-pitched flat voice made him hypnotized to stare intensely at his eyeballs.

Ace's right hand was raised, sweeping Ayara's perfectly smooth tapered cheeks without excessive make-up. Makes the woman have to hold her breath, and a heartbeat that is ready to tear down her chest.

"I don't care who the man who's your lover right now, or who's the father of your son. But ever since I found you back, you are mine. Whole, and so on. There is no rebuttal, no rejection, and there will be no gap for you to run any more than you let the people around slowly disappear because I destroyed it!" Threaten Ace with a sly grin.

Ayara pushed Ace's strapping body with all her might, she realized that what she was dealing with was the devil. Not only was the cold man heartless, but the devil hearted man.

Seeing how Ace's eyes were threatening him. He recalled his daughter's DNA test he had a few days ago. The fear is getting worse. What if his fear is true? What if Ace is really the father of his daughter? What he should do.

Ayara could not think clearly, her face turned pale instantly. He brushed his hair with his fingers repeatedly.

Shaking his head strongly. Nah! Kayla can't meet Ace no matter what. He'll hide the boy as much as possible. He would not let the devil-hearted man know Kayla's whereabouts, never.

"Ayara, what are you doing! Don't pull your hair like that." Ace panicked himself when he saw Ayara like a dazed person who lost his way. The woman repeatedly pulled her own hair, then shook her head.

"What really happened five years ago, Ayara. Tell me, "pinta Ace to Ayara. This time the man spoke in a soft tone and pleaded. No longer threatening, nor forcing.