Alex The Heir

Remember the taste

Layla returns to her apartment, even though Alex has set up a new apartment nearby. He still refused by using logical reasons, of course, did not want if the routine after returning from the office disturbed by the man who became his boss in the office. 

Seeing the atmosphere of the apartment that is a little messy, many clothes are scattered everywhere and also leftover food and packages that have not been cleaned. Sighing because he was unable to clean when his body wanted to rest first, walking limping while throwing a small bag towards the sofa. 

Layla throws her body on the soft sofa with the position of the face down, clothes that have not been changed in addition to the dirty atmosphere of the apartment is not a problem. "I'm so tired, that fucking Alex gave me an extra job instead. Ck, I think he treated me special because he's already risen to become his fiancee." His raving while hitting the sofa vented his frustration.

Several times the phone rang, but the woman preferred to ignore it, no matter if the man across the street was worried about her. 

"Where is he? How dare he not pick up my phone." Angered a man waiting in the car. 

Alex finally decided to go inside to the apartment owned by a private secretary as well as her fiance. Before going to the headquarters, he decided to take his fiancee to a boutique according to the requirements of the grandfather. In order to get his work done, he was forced to agree. 

"Is he alone with that fucking Roy?" that's what Alex had in mind, speeding up the pace and meeting his fiancee inside the apartment. 

Alex pressed the bell trying to open the door immediately, he was very anxious when he imagined Layla and Roy were in one room doing things that were not desirable. 

"Whoever's in there, open the door!" scream Alex who was impatient, until finally decided to break it. 

Alex's bad luck, when his body fell to the floor. The pain and shame that appeared simultaneously, while staring annoyed at the perpetrator who suddenly opened the door without telling him first. 

"You should have told me to open the door." Alex tried to stand up and thicken his embarrassed face. He was very surprised to see a woman who was far from beautiful, hair exactly like kuntilanak kanak in the grave. 

"Stop blaming me!" layla replied as she yawned widely, a bad image shown to her future husband. 

"You're so slovenly, what in your apartment just got stormy?" again Alex was again surprised by the situation around a very messy, beautiful face fiance not worth what he saw. 

"Because you came at the wrong time, I'm usually very clean." Layla defended herself. "What do you want?" 

"I want to take you to the boutique." 

"Tumben once you took me there." 

"It's grandpa's will." Alex still glanced at the messy surroundings, grabbing a cell phone to order some servants to come clean the place after making sure Layla headed for the room to get ready. 

Alex's attention was focused on the mayonaise attached to his suit, until the incident when falling back remembered. "Gosh, my suit got dirty when it fell." Then he looked for the nearest sink and tried to remove it, stubborn stains are still difficult to clean with running water. 

"Based on the slovenly woman, behind the perfect appearance turns out she is not as perfect as people imagine. Why would I be stuck with him?" alex complained while covering the water faucet violently. 

The spray of water that came out due to his excited self closed the water faucet, the upper body began to get wet. Alex closes the faucet again while swearing it. 

There was a laughing voice that saw Alex's body wet. "I think the water faucet likes you." Ledek Layla while holding her stomach laughed amusedly.

"Don't laugh, help me!" pissed Alex. 

"Alright, I'll help you as a good host." Layla walked up to Alex who was only covering her body with a towel, a voice created by the boss stopping her intention to wear clothes. 

Two people who tried to close the faucet that was mushy sprayed water, until Alex accidentally nudged something chewy made both of them freeze. Not only that, the towel ties also come off and show a beautiful body. 

They looked at each other and saw something down there that was clear, as quickly as possible Layla covered both of Alex's eyes. 

Layla immediately picked up the towel and covered her body, furious that Alex was back to seeing her innocent body. 

"Is it done?" asked Alex who was innocent, continuing to raise his head made his neck hurt. 

"It has. You must have done that on purpose!" 

"Do what?" alex asked curiously as he looked at his interlocutor. 

"Butting two cute things of mine." Layla still does not accept the abuse Alex did accidentally, but still the man was wrong in his eyes. 

"I didn't accidentally, after all we've spent the night together. Yeah, even though I don't remember the shape and the look, at least I tasted it." 

Bugh! 

"Suck!" sullen Layla while punching Alex in the stomach hard, the look of anger because back in harassed the same person. 

"Oh," ringis Alex who's a little sick. "You're so rude."

"I.I hate you!" press Layla who left after pointing at the face of a handsome man who did not show any guilt after harassing her. 

"Bas on a crazy woman." Alex moved out of the apartment, not wanting anything to blame him on the guy like him. 

"He's a perverted guy I met, even Roy's better than him." Layla growled while wearing casual clothes. 

Lucky Alex brought a change of clothes, wear casual clothes, no choice forced to wear it.

"Run the car!" layla ketus's. 

"If other people say that, I'll have to punish them." 

As fast as lightning Layla turned her head to the side, looking at Alex sharply while folding both hands in front of the chest. "What do you think, huh? Don't forget that I'm Mrs Alex Anderson, and you can't punish me!" full pressure. 

"Hem, so you've already received that title!" 

"Of course, I have to take advantage of your power. You said yourself that if many women want to be your wife, I am lucky and will not waste it. Wait especially? Run car!" layla's orders haughtily. 

Alex smiled faintly as he received the respect of his fiancee, more precisely the insults of being the mistress of the Anderson family. 

"Something's in your hair." 

"What?" 

"Let me get it." Alex grabs something in Layla's hair, smelling the woman's scent makes her heart beat faster. 

"Is it done?" 

"L-yes, here it is." Alex gets nervous and immediately drives his car in mid-speed to the boutique.