Aletta The Beautiful Belongs to Bad Boy Billioner

Chapter 1

("Hey Letta!”) yelled someone across the phone.

“Iya, Bi,” Aletta replied while shrinking the volume of her phone, because she was not happy with other colleagues, who are currently preparing various preparations for the exhibition tomorrow.

“Yes, Bi, I get it. I will go home and sorry to always trouble you,” said Aletta with a weakened intonation replied the caller who was looking for it at length.

Now that beautiful face looks riled up. A pile of work is still waiting to be completed, while the brother is now rampaging outside his rented room making his mind split.

“Why else with your sister?” sintia asked cynically.

“Bu, my sister went berserk again and now the citizens are waiting for me to come home. I promise I will come early at the exhibition to change my work hours,”, Aletta said with a face full of anxiety.

He knows who Sintia is. That one SPG manager was already very much annoyed with his problem. Aletta's bit of luck is because among the many SPGs, she became a customer idol and almost always became their mainstay to tempt prospective buyers with her natural beauty and perfect bodygoal.

“Ahh! I'll cut your bonus tomorrow like it or not!” sulcan Sintia showed her permission to Aletta.

“Good Mom, thank you.” replied Aletta. The beautiful girl was very happy and she rushed to pick up the keys of her motorcycle that she had stored in her small bag.

Aletta is a special girl. She can do things that not all women can do. Not to mention the condition of her brother who experienced PTSD or Post Trauma Stress Disorder.

A year ago, her brother was just like an older brother in general. Normal and happy to get along. His penchant for two-wheelers led Arsen to become involved with a motorcycle gang.

I don't know what happened, one day Aletta was approached by several police who said that her brother had an accident and was in the hospital emergency room.

Since then, Aletta has never seen Arsen smile again and looks into his eyes while telling stories about his motorcycle gang. From then on, Arsen became more sensitive and would scream if the traumatic memories returned.

Not only that, Aletta now has to support herself along with her brother. Before the incident happened, Arsen worked in a company as an employee and the income he generated can be said to be good enough to support both of them.

But now, everything is taken care of by Aletta. The beautiful and beautiful girl, still hoping that what happened to her brother was just a dream.

That night, Aletta, who was at work, was called by one of her neighbors who said Arsen was screaming for half an hour and harassed the people around them.

Aletta was forced to go home quickly and at this time, he was sitting sweetly on his pink duck bike and drove the speed of the bike quite high.

In his mind, there was only Arsen. There's nothing else. Several times, he attempted to swoop in and avoid several other vehicles just to get ahead of them.

After a few minutes on the big road, Aletta turned her two-wheeled engine into a fork and just as she was about to turn, a large jeep cut her way.

Aletta pressed the handlebar to brake, she lost balance, and fell almost hit by the bike. Luckily, he managed to hold his motorbike back from falling onto his body.

With great difficulty, Aletta stood up while propping up her pink motorbike. He checked both of his elbows which felt painful. "Well, bleed,"

Instead of asking Aletta's condition, she lowered her head and rubbed her rearview mirror. Then, he stared intently at Aletta. Both of the men's eyes looked bright and red. Yes, he was in a somnolen, or semi-conscious state. "Hey, Ladies!"

Aletta was surprised instead of playing as the man let out a loud and booming voice. He approached the man. "S-I'm fine, sir,"

The man stumbled over to Aletta and brought her face closer to the girl. Once satisfied, he looked at Aletta from head to toe, then he smiled as if satisfied with the scene before him. "Hehey! Pretty woman, huh!"

The man smelled alcohol and vape in the mouth. Aletta scrunched her nose and slightly moved away. However, the man's hands were faster. He pulled Aletta and leaned the girl's beautiful body in front of the side door of the car.

"You see? Because of you, my fancy car was scratched! Replace it!" said the man, the two neutrals could not be separated from the face of Aletta who was beautiful and did not make anyone who looked at her bored.

Aletta looked into the rearview mirror of the red Jeep. His heart pinched when he saw a deep enough scratch on the rearview mirror frame plus, the rearview mirror position was slightly bent to the outside. "I will replace. Just say the name,"

"Earlier! Very expensive!" the man pulled the identification on Aletta's grey blazer and read her name out loud. "Aletta Prisia Princess Darmawan! A pretty name, as pretty as the guy,"

Aletta fear. His cold sweat began to pour down his forehead. The man smelled fear from Aletta and with his soft fingers, he stroked the beautiful white face that teased her. "Ask me how much you're gonna pay!" the man whispered in Aletta's ear.

"B-, how much do I have to pay?" aletta asked with a trembling voice.

The man did not immediately answer. She pressed her body against Aletta's beautiful body and inhaled deeply the scent of the girl's body. "Do you want to know or do you want to know?"

"A-, I wonder how much I should pay?" ask Aletta again.

Again the man brought his face closer to Aletta's face and even the distance between them was already very thin. "I don't want your money, Miss Aletta. I want this beautiful body of yours. Pay with it!"

The man tried to take over Aletta's lips, but Aletta bent her knees and banged her hard towards the man's inner thigh.

Aletta's knee hit the target. The man curled up in pain holding onto his navel. "Damn it! Here you are, you little bastard!"

Aletta used the opportunity to stay away. But unfortunately, the hit on the girl's knee made the drunk man aware. He pulled Aletta's hand, carried the girl's body like a sack of rice, and put it in her luxury Jeep.

He did not care for Aletta who kept shouting and rebelling. "Take me off! Off! Crazy Men! Lower me!"

In his doormat, the man began to strip the buttons of his shirt and grinned widely. "Yell it louder. The more you move, the more passionate I become! Tonight and the nights that follow, your body is mine until I can change my rearview mirror!"

"No! No!" with all her might Aletta rebelled and distanced the man's face using her two free hands. However, the man's power was much greater and Aletta was helpless against him.

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