Wife President's Deposits
Chapters. 35 Tragedy Scrambled

Deya went out the rooftop to get some fresh air. Inside the building his breath felt tight. He was actually tired of this fight which instead of improving even worse. Now, Edward even misunderstood him again because of the arrival of Mario.

After feeling calm Deya returned to her room and asked Katrine what work she could do. Katrine gives some important work to be done before tomorrow. This is the end of the month so there are many reports that must be made and checked first before being given to the President. Deya to create a report that already has an example of the format just type enter the number and finish.

However, everything is not as easy as it looks. Katrine goes with Edward to see the client outside. Deya was left alone in the room. There were also some other servants just a little away from him.

Dissolved with his work makes Deya forget about time. His busyness made him not remember the quarrel with Edward. He was unconscious when all the employees had started to leave the office.

"Come, why haven't you come home yet?" ask a guard who goes around.

Deya then looked around and his watch. It's almost seven o'clock in the night.

"It's coming home, sir," Deya replied.

"Then I went around, Mba," said the guard.

One by one, things began to be put in his bag. Deya saw the quiet and dark surroundings there were only a few lights on. It seemed like someone was overtime too, so he did not feel alone.

The sound of Deya's footsteps echoing all over the floor made the feathers crouch instantly. Deya begins to feel something is wrong, like someone is following her, but when she searches for no one else but herself.

Suddenly his instincts told him to be alert. He walked faster and faster towards the elevator door. When he was about to press the elevator button, someone smothered him from behind.

His body was dragged backwards. Deya thrashed and resisted but her strength was not that strong to fight against the huge body of a man.

Deya was dragged until her shoes slipped off her legs. Forced into a room. Then he was thrown onto a sofa.

"You... What do you want?" tanya Deya retreated to the corner of the sofa.

"You know, from the very beginning I saw you, I've been interested in you. Now tell me how much you pay to satisfy me!'' ask Mario. Deya was about to run towards the door but Mario closed and locked it.

"You don't dare touch me!" shout Deya.

"Why can't you, aren't you a paid woman a guy wants to touch for a fee?"

"I'm not that kind of woman. You see the ring in a circle, this is proof that I've become someone's wife!"

"Once in a while*****fixed ******! Even if you wear holy clothes I don't believe. I'm sure you're here because of Edward's help and it's not free, is it? Ha. ha. I can pay you more than him. Tell me how much you want!" Mario has a flurry, he approaches Deya and is about to pounce on her, but Deya dodges quickly.

"Please! Anyone there help me!" shout Deya.

"Nobody's gonna hear you because this room is soundproof." Mario starts pulling Deya's blazer so it comes off.

"You're hotter and prettier, I can't wait to enjoy the beauty of your body." Mario who was under the influence of Alcohol licked his lips. His hand tries to reach Deya's body but Deya always twitches. He also fought back by throwing whatever was nearby.

Fear and anxiety had already penetrated his body he fought Mario as much as he could. The front of the shirt began to be pulled by Mario until torn.

"Don't please!" pinta Dey sobbed holding cover the exposed front of her body.

"I thought your twins were real big." Mario's eyes widen, his pupils begin to darken the signs of arousal already at the tip of the brain. Mario immediately hugs Deya and begins to kiss her brutally. Her body hugged Deya tightly and pressed her against the wall of the room.

Elsewhere, Edward felt anxious for no reason because Deya had not yet returned to the apartment. He stopped by because he felt guilty about accusing her of something. I want them to fix the problem.

"Has he exited the building?" ask Edward. The guards threw each other glances and shook their heads.

"Last I saw Mba Deya still above he said he wanted to go straight home but until now has not seen out either."

Edward went straight up to the top of his room. There was a bad taste and a hunch something bad happened with Deya. The elevator door opened.

"Dey! De... Deya!" call Edward but there is no word.

"See that, sir!" point the guard who came with him at a shoe lying on the floor.

"That's a shoe, Deya." Edward took it. His fear seemed reasonable. He then looked around, his chest started to pound loudly, his sharp eyes highlighting every side of the room from this floor. He saw that there was a room still burning.

"We're there" Edward asked the guards.

Brak!

Door broke. Edward was surprised to see the state of Deya being overpowered by Mario. His face looked messy and wet. Her cries broke and were loud when she saw Edward.

Without a lot of words Edward immediately beat Mario. Then take off his jacket to cover Deya's exposed body.

"What did you do to him!" edward shouted annoyed while hitting Mario again until battered.

"Why do you defend that cheap woman, her job is to satisfy the lusts of all men!" Instead of stopping his action Edward even harder hit Mario. The man's face was already shapeless and many bruises were visible on his body.

"What are you defending pela***that damn thing !" Mario tries to evade Edward's attack.

"You're the fucking one, bre. She's a good woman!" shouted Edward.

"Ha. ha. You're kidding me, you've tasted it yourself. Now let me feel it."

"If you touch her again, just a fingernail I'll kill you and forget we were friends!"

"Is it because you're not satisfied with it until you ban it? , then I'll wait until you're bored with it!" Mario Eject.

Edward was about to hit again but his hand was held by two guards.

"Master, don't let her go to the hospital anymore."

"I don't care if he goes to the hospital or once to the burrow. I want to tear his mouth and tear his body apart."

"Sir, look, pity the frightened Ma'am Deya." Edward then turned to look at Deya who was curled up while crying.

Edward went closer to her. Deya hugged Edward tightly and cried loudly. Edward embraced Deya's fragile and trembling body. His net wanted protection from Edward.

"All will be well. Now, we go home." Edward carried Deya's body out of the room softly and soulfully. Deya herself stuffed her face into Edward's chest and hugged his neck tightly. As if seeking refuge in that embrace.

Mario stared at their departure. He remembers if Deya said she was married. The word home tickled Mario's mind. Is Edward her husband?